After Transmigrating as a Scumbag Alpha, I Marked the Crazy Hotshot – Chapter 34

Special Agreement

When Cheng Jiqing woke up again, it was already past ten o’clock.

That sip of alcohol last night really had a kick​¹; her head still felt a bit groggy now, and her stomach wasn’t quite comfortable either.

            

She had pulled the curtains completely shut before sleeping last night, so the room was still dim, lit only by a faint lamp.

She lay in bed for a while, then got up and pulled open the curtains. The harsh light made her squint.

Another sunny day.

            

Cheng Jiqing stood by the window, spacing out​² for a moment, as if mentally preparing herself for something, before finally turning her thoughts to the conversation with Bai Xin a few hours ago.

It felt like a dream.

Not very real.

            

But she had indeed agreed to Bai Xin’s proposal.

Cheng Jiqing blinked. The feeling was strange—clear-headed and rational, yet magically tinged with a hint of excitement.

It hadn’t been a bad experience.

            

Cheng Jiqing walked out of her room. The door to Bai Xin’s guest room was still tightly closed. From the perspective of an actress who paid attention to wellness, Miss Bai’s schedule was far too chaotic.

No wonder her constitution is weak, Cheng Jiqing thought.

She cooked some millet congee. Not knowing what Bai Xin liked to eat, she planned to ask after the other woman got up.

            

Just as she was thinking this, she saw the guest room door open, and Bai Xin emerged.

She was still wearing the same outfit as last night—her own cream-colored pajama top paired with a black long skirt underneath.

A completely mismatched combination, yet because the wearer was so exceptionally striking, it didn’t feel the slightest bit discordant.

            

Cheng Jiqing went out and stood by the peninsula counter. She really hates wearing pants, huh.

She had initially thought of mentioning that Bai Xin’s gown from last time was still here, but the gown was strapless, so she ultimately decided against it.

She said, “How about I have Yu Lan buy a dress and bring it over for now?”

            

Bai Xin shook her head.

She hadn’t slept well. After Cheng Jiqing left her room around six, she had felt somewhat agitated. Just as Tang Jia had said—Cheng Jiqing could soothe her, true, but an Alpha’s scent could also potentially arouse her.

Especially at that time, in the early morning.

            

Dawn is the time when all things awaken.

“So you’re not going out today?”

Hearing this, Bai Xin looked up at her and asked, “If I don’t go out, how do we get things done?”

            

Cheng Jiqing paused, instantly understanding what she meant. A contract marriage also required procedures. She said, “We’re going today?”

“Regretting it?”

“…No.” Cheng Jiqing rested her elbow on the peninsula counter, mentally pointing fingers but maintaining a polite expression. “Miss Bai, what kind of image do I have in your mind?”

            

One day she’s saying I’m scared, the next she’s saying I’m going to run off.

Bai Xin pressed her lips together and turned towards the bathroom. “Good that you’re not.”

“I made congee. What else do you want to eat?”

            

She paused at the doorway. “Anything besides chili. Whatever you eat, I’ll eat… from now on too.”

After she went inside, Cheng Jiqing tapped her finger on the cool countertop, the rhythm matching her heartbeat.

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Bai Xin stood before the washbasin, bending down to remove the piece of fabric from her ankle. She had actually washed it twice last night: once after putting Cheng Jiqing on the sofa, and again this morning after Cheng Jiqing left.

            

Due to the pulling while washing and using the hairdryer, the wound on her left arm had split open, seeping faint traces of blood onto the gauze. She really couldn’t be bothered to wash it a third time.

Her body had been reacting somewhat since early morning. Logically, she should have sought some comfort from Cheng Jiqing just now. But she was afraid that if she hugged her, she wouldn’t be able to resist wanting more. So, she decided to endure it—settle things first, then talk.

It wasn’t that she worried Cheng Jiqing would back out; it was just that as the outcome neared, she preferred to act quickly, allowing no external factors to interfere.

            

Bai Xin lowered her head. The stinging pain in her arm and the discomfort in her body made her feel increasingly irritable.

She tossed the fabric into the trash bin.

When Bai Xin came out, Cheng Jiqing was opening a carton of yogurt.

            

Cheng Jiqing turned sideways, tearing open the yogurt, her head slightly lowered, her tongue habitually licking the dairy product off the foil lid. It was very natural, devoid of any sensual implication.

But Bai Xin glanced at it and felt even more annoyed.

Cheng Jiqing heard her come out. “Want some yogurt?”

            

“No need.”

Bai Xin poured herself a glass of water and pulled out a chair opposite Cheng Jiqing. “Can you help me get a change of clothes from my place?”

Cheng Jiqing paused slightly. They hadn’t actually discussed the details of the contract marriage yet, like the issue of meeting daily and accommodation…

            

Did Bai Xin mean she wanted to move in with her from now on?

Cheng Jiqing’s expression became a little unnatural. She cleared her throat with a low cough. “I don’t mind making the trip, but you definitely know where your own things are better. How about I get you a top to wear for now, and then I’ll drive you back to change?”

Bai Xin said, “It’s inconvenient for me right now.”

            

Cheng Jiqing took a sip of yogurt. “Where is it inconvenient?”

Bai Xin didn’t answer, took a sip of water, and watched Cheng Jiqing occasionally licking yogurt off her lips, feeling agitated. She said, “Are you going to help me get them or not?”

Cheng Jiqing: “…”

            

Why the sudden temper?

“I’ll get them if you ask nicely,” Cheng Jiqing retorted.

She was fine when I left her room this morning. How did she wake up in a bad mood? Her morning grumpiness is worse than mine.

            

Bai Xin fell silent for a few seconds, staring at her. “…I don’t have anything else to change into.”

Cheng Jiqing reacted slightly, realizing it wasn’t the moving-in scenario she had imagined. “That’s why I said I could have Yu Lan buy you a new dress.”

Bai Xin: “There are other things. Yu Lan can’t buy them.”

            

“What?”

“What else do you think?”

Cheng Jiqing took a moment to process. Yesterday, thinking Bai Xin had nothing to change into, she had given her a pair of disposable underwear. Apparently, she still hadn’t worn them. “…You can’t wear those either? They’re actually not that uncomfortable…”

            

Bai Xin took a shallow breath, suppressing her agitation, and said calmly, “Can’t wear them.”

Cheng Jiqing: “…Tsk, you’re harder to care for than the cat I used to have.”

It was one she had raised back at the orphanage. When she found it, it was skin and bones​³, but when offered coarse grain, it stubbornly refused to eat a single bite. Would rather die than eat it.

            

It only started eating when the director bought cat food.

Her voice was very soft, but Bai Xin still heard it.

Cheng Jiqing sensed a slightly sharp gaze and said, “Fine, fine, I’ll get them. Let’s eat first, then I’ll go get them for you.”

            

Hearing this, Bai Xin’s initially irritated mood was somewhat soothed by the resigned, yielding tone. Even her usual cool expression softened.

“I’m not used to wearing other fabrics; it feels very uncomfortable.”

Bai Xin spoke softly, then looked at Cheng Jiqing again. “I’m not trying to make things difficult for you.”

            

Cheng Jiqing was taken aback, then nodded. “Mm… okay, tell me which ones to get later.”

After a simple breakfast of congee, she went to the Nanyang district to get clothes for Bai Xin. It turned out Bai Xin only wanted her to grab a temporary set, not to move her things.

For some reason, Cheng Jiqing breathed a sigh of relief.

            

Then this sigh turned into some inexplicable emotion, sinking down a little.

She doesn’t make things clear either.

Cheng Jiqing got into the car and only then remembered to turn her phone off Do Not Disturb mode. She wasn’t very familiar with the roads yet, so she opened the navigation app and headed towards Bai Xin’s home.

            

Not long after she started driving, a call notification from Fu Rongjun appeared on the screen.

She had actually seen it when she turned her phone on this morning.

Besides Fu Rongjun’s call, there was also one from Cheng Jing.

            

She hadn’t answered either.

Hitting a red light, Cheng Jiqing glanced at it and tapped answer.

“Hello?”

            

“Was last night’s incident your doing?”

“What incident?”

“Cheng Jiqing! That bodyguard is your person, who do you think you can hide it from?”

            

“Oh, you mean the Qin family matter?” Cheng Jiqing said casually. “It was me.”

“Do you have any idea what you’re doing?! Cheng Jiqing, you ruined the cooperation between the Cheng and Qin families! Do you know how huge a loss this is for Cheng Corp? Get back here right now! Immediately!”

Cheng Jiqing had seen Fu Rongjun’s pretentious​⁴ and dignified facade. She couldn’t quite imagine her expression saying these words; it must be quite distorted.

            

Cheng Jiqing said, “I won’t go back. You know I did it, but how could I not know your plans? Were you truly unaware of what happened last night?”

She listened to Fu Rongjun’s ragged breathing over the phone, perhaps remembering her image and forcibly suppressing her anger. Fu Rongjun said, “Come back now, while I’m still speaking to you nicely.”

Cheng Jiqing let out a cold laugh and directly hung up the phone.

            

Before seeing Fu Rongjun’s true colors, she had originally intended to show her some respect; after all, the woman held 40% of Cheng Corp’s shares. But now she felt it was completely unnecessary.

Just as she had told Qin Yufu, even if she had complied, Fu Rongjun likely wouldn’t have considered her interests in the future.

After all, for Fu Rongjun to pull such an absurd stunt, she clearly had little affection for her, this daughter.

            

Besides, in the fragments of the original owner’s memories she had dreamed of, Fu Rongjun had indeed threatened her with 5% of the shares back then. But now those shares were already under her name, and Fu Rongjun didn’t have the ability to take them away.

There was no benefit to gain, nor anything that made her feel apprehensive.

Since that was the case, why should she give her face?

            

After hanging up, Cheng Jiqing’s thoughts paused slightly. When her expression turned cold, her fox-like eyes became particularly imposing. She opened Cheng Jing’s WeChat chat.

Cheng Jing had sent her messages in the early hours of the morning.

[I know everything about yesterday.]

            

[Chengcheng, call me back when you wake up and see this.]

[I’m worried.]

Before starting the car, Cheng Jiqing replied: [I’m fine. I want some quiet time. Don’t come looking for me for the next couple of days.]

            

She was afraid Cheng Jing would come find her like last time.

[Okay.]

[I’ll handle Mom’s side. You rest well.]

            

Cheng Jing replied quickly.

These two sentences had the decisive tone of the Cheng Corp CEO.

Cheng Jiqing didn’t reply further.

            

Twenty minutes later, Cheng Jiqing arrived at Bai Xin’s home. Walking into the entryway, she recalled the first time she came here, when Bai Xin hadn’t even offered her a pair of disposable slippers.

In the blink of an eye, she could now let herself in.

Cheng Jiqing pulled open the wardrobe. It was filled exclusively with dresses. She dialed Bai Xin’s number. “Which one should I get?”

            

“Any is fine.”

“Oh.”

“The underwear is in a box at the very bottom. Open it and take a set. There’s another box next to it, take two pairs from there.”

            

Cheng Jiqing opened it. They were mostly light-colored bras. Her ears grew slightly hot. “Just grab any of these too?”

“Mm, you decide.”

“…”

            

She didn’t dare look.

It was affecting her state of mind.

Besides, how was she supposed to decide? She wasn’t the one wearing them!

            

Following Bai Xin’s instructions, she quickly grabbed everything, then got up and left. This task was surprisingly a bit more taxing than she had imagined.

The distance wasn’t very far; the round trip took an hour and ten minutes.

Cheng Jiqing returned to Nanjing. Bai Xin took the bag and went back to her room. Wanting to get the important business done quickly, she changed and came out soon after, holding a small stack of A4 paper.

            

One minute later.

The two sat next to each other on the sofa.

Cheng Jiqing looked at the several documents on the table. The top one read ‘Marriage Agreement’.

            

“Take a look at the contents. Then there are a few more behind it, including the Marital Property Agreement and the Special Agreement contract.”

Cheng Jiqing nodded. “So formal…”

“Otherwise, if you suddenly run off halfway through, who would I look for?”

            

“…Is there something about me that gives you the mistaken impression I’m always going to run away?”

Bai Xin glanced sideways slightly.

She was thinking of the peach blossom scent on Cheng Jiqing.

            

Cheng Jiqing couldn’t quite decipher the meaning in Bai Xin’s eyes at that moment. She withdrew her gaze and looked down at the contract.

They had only roughly discussed things around six o’clock, but now seeing so much text made her scalp tingle. When did Bai Xin whip this up?

She had thought they just needed to register at the Civil Affairs Bureau​⁵.

            

During that early morning period, she had been agitated and restless, focusing all her attention on the contract. However, these documents hadn’t been created in just those few hours; the framework already existed before Cheng Jiqing had even agreed.

Of course, she couldn’t possibly let Cheng Jiqing know that.

“I had someone deliver them while you were out,” Bai Xin said simply. “See if there are any problems with the agreement. If not, then sign.”

            

Bai Xin added a reminder: “Read it carefully.”

For a long time afterward, Cheng Jiqing would think back, regretting that she hadn’t caught the implication in Bai Xin’s words then.

She carefully compared the agreement contracts. There were no particular issues. She then looked at the property agreement. She didn’t scrutinize Bai Xin’s part but saw her own 5% shares mentioned.

            

This was used in conjunction with the special agreement.

ABO law differed somewhat from her original world. In her original world, privately customized special agreements weren’t necessarily legally protected. But in the ABO world, special agreements could be used jointly with property agreements. As long as both parties signed, proving voluntary consent, they both held legal effect.

Cheng Jiqing picked up the Special Agreement.

            

Some of the more important points:

1. The agreement duration is one year.
2. Without negotiation, the marriage status cannot be publicly announced.
3. Cheng Jiqing must provide Bai Xin with no less than ten minutes of contact daily.
4. Must live together no less than four days per week.
5. Cheng Jiqing must provide blood plasma once a month at a specific hospital to assist research into resolving ‘Post-Inducer Syndrome’​⁶.
6. During the agreement period, neither party may engage in any relationship (including sexual acts) with others.
7. During the agreement period, neither party shall interfere with the other’s personal hobbies.
   …

Further down were some points discussed yesterday; anyway, it was very long, almost two hundred clauses.

“You can still add the condition you want most right now.”

            

Cheng Jiqing said, “I don’t have one, can’t think of anything.”

But she didn’t really need anything from Bai Xin. If there was something, it was hoping Bai Xin wouldn’t turn dark​⁷.

But that couldn’t be written into the agreement.

            

Speaking of which, they could be considered to be mutually benefiting, right?

It was just that, in the short term, Bai Xin needed her more.

She wasn’t someone who would completely sacrifice herself solely for another person—though, undeniably, Bai Xin held a different significance for her compared to others.

            

She was doing this because she could accept it; it could help Bai Xin, and it could also ensure her own safe survival.

She was actually a beneficiary too.

Bai Xin watched Cheng Jiqing silently.

            

Yesterday, she had used Cheng Jiqing’s need for a marriage partner as a pretext to propose marriage again.

In reality, this condition offered her no benefit at all.

It would expose her Omega identity, and her SSS-rank status also risked being revealed.

            

Back when she first proposed marrying Cheng Jiqing, Tang Jia had said she was too crazy.

“Do you know what happened to the previous two SSS-rank Omegas after they were exposed?”

She knew.

            

They became sought-after objects, targets of adulation, targets of public criticism​⁸, research subjects for every crazed player.

Her special constitution, her sensitivity, would also become a vulnerability for all enemies to attack.

Ultimately, like the SSS-ranks who appeared before, they would not meet a good end.

            

That’s why the authorities later implemented protective policies: SSS-ranks could apply for special identity protection, including not needing to use their SSS status for marriage registration.

But even if she married Cheng Jiqing merely as an ordinary Omega, it was still a risky move.

Her saying she was willing to take risks for Cheng Jiqing was not false in the slightest.

            

Yet marrying Cheng Jiqing was also the quickest and safest way for her to protect herself in the short term. Beyond that, there was an emotion she hadn’t yet fully grasped, an emotion that made her want to possess Cheng Jiqing the moment she saw her.

Perhaps there was an element of madness.

She admitted it.

            

But she hadn’t expected—

After she said, ‘I’m willing to take risks for you,’ Cheng Jiqing replied.

“I don’t need you to take risks for me. Bai Xin, until you voluntarily reveal your Omega identity, you can rest assured.”

            

A gentle voice, sincere and clean eyes.

Untainted by falsehood or calculation.

Including these clauses.

            

Every clause she drafted was extremely advantageous to herself, yet Cheng Jiqing’s requests had almost no practical effect, demanding virtually nothing.

“Why did you agree?” Bai Xin asked, feeling for a moment the selfishness of her own heart.

Cheng Jiqing said, “Didn’t you say you needed it?”

            

Still the same issue: each taking what they needed.

Bai Xin’s sensitive limbs trembled along with her heart.

Cheng Jiqing said, “Ah, wait, I think I can add one more clause.”

            

“?”

“During the marriage, Bai Xin must treat Cheng Jiqing with a friendly, gentle, amiable, and approachable attitude.”

“…”

            

Cheng Jiqing chuckled at Bai Xin’s expression. She placed the contract on the table. “Alright, alright, sign?”

Bai Xin looked at the black pen on the table. She had endured for several hours, the agitation still present in her body; she had already taken two suppressants.

“Let me remind you again, within the one-year period, if either party proposes divorce, all assets of the proposing party will belong to the other party.”

            

Meaning, within one year, whoever initiates divorce goes bankrupt.

Cheng Jiqing thought of her own budding dream of wealth and smiled. “Understood.”

Don’t worry, I’ll endure this year even if I have to grit my teeth!

            

“Are you sure you’ve read the contract carefully? You don’t want to look again?”

“Mm, it’s not like you’d screw me over anyway.”

Bai Xin wasn’t the type to value money heavily, and besides her 5% shares, Cheng Jiqing only had a few million in funds. Bai Xin had that much herself.

            

Cheng Jiqing didn’t realize that the caution and defensiveness she usually displayed towards outsiders, born from past experiences and lessons, automatically weakened in front of Bai Xin.

Hearing this, a faint, profound meaning flickered in Bai Xin’s eyes. She bent down, picked up her copy, and wrote her name on each one.

Seeing this, Cheng Jiqing also picked up the pen and signed her full name.

            

Cheng Jiqing.

She signed autographs so often; it had been a long time since she wrote her own name so properly.

Just signing took half a minute.

            

Cheng Jiqing capped the pen.

Bai Xin gathered the contracts. “Let’s go.”

Cheng Jiqing stood up. Even though it was fake, the thought that they were going to register their marriage actually made her feel a little nervous.

            

As they were leaving, Bai Xin changed into high heels beside her.

Her eyes lowered, her tone light: “Cheng Jiqing.”

“Hm?”

            

“Did you really read the entire special agreement?”

“I did.”

Bai Xin nodded. “That’s fine then.”

            

Cheng Jiqing didn’t understand, but later that night, several hours after registering, she finally understood Bai Xin’s meaning.

Page 5 of the lengthy special agreement, Clause 72—

‘During heat/rut periods, if one party has needs, the other party must cooperate to the best of their ability.’

            

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The author has something to say:

Chengcheng’s rose-tinted glasses for Bai-jie.

Cheng 11 & Bai 00 jointly state: Thanks everyone for the wedding gifts~ We’ll strive for an early crematorium (arc)​⁹. (Not really)
Chengcheng confidently: Mm, anyway, wifey won’t screw me over.

            

Bai-jie holding a shovel: If I screw you over​¹⁰, you become mine. Hurry up and dig the pit deeper.

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