Scum A with a Sweet Black Lotus O – Chapter 159
by Little PandaShe and Her · Side CP
Fu Lingfeng x Wen Wan ⑤
“Disgusting.”
—”Don’t be nervous, it was just a joke.”
Expecting such soothing words to come from Fu Lingfeng’s mouth was clearly unrealistic.
These few people were too conspicuous. Leaving them in such an open courtyard would only attract onlookers, so Wen Wan spoke up and called everyone inside.
Including Fu Lingfeng.
This was her first time here. Their marital relationship still existed, yet for Fu Lingfeng to enter her own wife’s house, she had to rely on the presence of others. The notion sounded truly ironic.
During the time she was away from the Fu family, Wen Wan hadn’t been entirely wallowing in self-pity. Fu Lingfeng didn’t know what this flat looked like before, but right now, it had Wen Wan’s distinct touch.
It must have been meticulously decorated.
It was a warm, comfortable feeling… the kind of feeling that belonged only to a “home,” one that could make a person let down their guard the moment they entered.
In her memory, their bedroom had seemed the same. The part belonging to Wen Wan was just as warm and cozy, while her own part was neat and minimalist. Though they were in the same space, it was as if it had been divided into two completely different sections.
It was a bit strange, but Fu Lingfeng gradually got used to it.
Fu Lingfeng didn’t like others touching her things, but “others” clearly didn’t include her own wife.
When Wen Wan had just married her, she had also said that she would likely be spending more time at the company. The house and the room were left to Wen Wan, and to make herself more comfortable, she could decorate their room however she pleased.
Or perhaps, their love nest.
“Really?”
Back then, the Omega, who could still be called a young girl, had eyes that sparkled like stars in the sky. Fu Lingfeng, bewitched, couldn’t help but lean down and kiss her beautiful eyes.
“Of course you can. This is our home.”
Home.
And Wen Wan had done just that. The entire house was refreshed, gradually gaining a sense of life.
But not long after, she couldn’t find a document she had left at home. The document was very important, and she seemed to be in a great hurry at the time.
When she returned home to look for it, Wen Wan stood to the side, looking somewhat terrified. Recalling it now, she seemed to have said something like, “I haven’t seen any document,” and “I only moved the decorations in the room; I didn’t touch any of your things”…
She was truly anxious back then and didn’t even have time to comfort her. After a frantic search, the outcome was good—the document was found in the study. It was just a false alarm.
Wen Wan had been following behind her the whole time. Seeing the matter resolved, she finally let out a sigh of relief and even seemed to smile at her, saying, “It’s good that you found it.”
It was just that from then on, some of the decorations in the bedroom were changed back, and her wife never again touched anything that belonged to her.
As the memory resurfaced, Fu Lingfeng suddenly recalled a small detail. When her wife smiled and told her “It’s good that you found it,” her face had seemed exceptionally pale, like a sheet of translucent paper, with beads of sweat even forming on her forehead. Was she that scared at the time? Or was it that in the place she thought of as ‘home,’ she had actually been on edge and anxious all along?
“I’m sorry,” Wen Wan’s voice interrupted Fu Lingfeng’s thoughts. “There are no other slippers in the house. Would you mind making do?”
Fu Lingfeng took the shoe covers Wen Wan handed her, her brow lowered in silence.
In the past, as the one who had married into the family, Wen Wan naturally had to be considerate and accommodate Fu Lingfeng’s various habits.
She could only tolerate them.
Now, she was the one proactively setting foot in Wen Wan’s house. She was merely a guest, so Wen Wan no longer needed to be so cautious and mindful of her feelings.
In truth, when Wen Wan had first rented this villa, her only goal was a place to stay, a sanctuary. A place to stay and slowly lick her wounds until the day she healed. Strictly speaking, an emotional setback probably couldn’t be considered a wound; it was more just sentimentality.
Wen Wan hadn’t expected that so many people would suddenly show up at her home, and that they would all want to come inside. She naturally couldn’t produce enough pairs of slippers for the three of them all at once.
Wen Wan had only bought two pairs of warm cotton slippers for herself to use and wash in rotation. One pair was on her feet, and the other had been given to Doris, who was the first to visit her. That left the two Alphas—
“It’s fine.”
Fu Lingfeng watched Chen Shimo, who was also holding shoe covers and politely thanking Wen Wan, and suddenly, she didn’t feel so bad.
And yet, she did feel bad.
She was happy that the other party hadn’t gotten ahead of her; she was unhappy that now, in Wen Wan’s eyes, she was no different from any random Alpha.
Everyone was at the same starting line, with no one ahead of the other. Perhaps she still had an advantage, because she still held the status of “Wen Wan’s legal partner.” However, in many people’s eyes, it seemed they were about to divorce immediately.
Over there, Chen Shimo had been brought by Doris.
These two were both old friends of Wen Wan’s. Fu Lingfeng had never met either of them. In the past, she might have met them and not retained any impression—Young CEO Fu was too busy. In short, she rarely managed to make time to accompany her wife.
And after suddenly realizing this fact one day, her wife was about to run away.
None of these people were short on money. Doris said she missed Wen Wan’s cooking and wanted Wen Wan to make her a meal again. It just so happened that Wen Wan could cook here.
Hearing this, Fu Lingfeng frowned and said coldly, “My wife is not a chef for you to order from.”
“Ex-wife.”
Doris retorted, “This is how it was when we were studying abroad. CEO Fu isn’t going to meddle in this too, is she?”
“…”
Fu Lingfeng had never really heard Wen Wan talk about her past.
Wen Wan didn’t say, and she didn’t ask.
The same was true of her own past. Wen Wan had never asked her about it either—perhaps the lack of communication was the real chasm in their marriage.
“She’ll get tired,” Fu Lingfeng offered a new, perfectly rational reason.
“Not really,” this time it was Wen Wan who replied. Her voice was soft and gentle, and as she spoke, she revealed a smile, as if she had thought of something pleasant.
—This was treatment Fu Lingfeng hadn’t received this entire time.
“Actually, I quite enjoy cooking.”
It gave her a sense of accomplishment, as if she wasn’t so completely useless after all.
For a moment, the smiling Wen Wan’s gaze met Fu Lingfeng’s. She was so lovely, so tender, and so beautiful. A surge of sweet dew welled up in the Alpha’s heart, only to be struck down by frost an instant later.
So she actually liked it all along? Was I just being presumptuous?
Chen Shimo stood up first. “We can’t just reap the benefits without sowing. Let me help out.”
“Me too!” Doris also raised her hand.
Belatedly, Fu Lingfeng realized she had already fallen a big step behind. Just as she was about to follow, Wen Wan directly refused. Her small kitchen couldn’t accommodate so many people. In the end, she only called for Doris, reasoning that they had been roommates and cooperated well together. The two Alphas vying for a chance to perform were left in the living room to watch TV.
The atmosphere in the living room grew even more awkward.
The television was on, tuned to a channel Wen Wan had randomly selected earlier. Coincidentally, it was a romance film, currently showing a scene where two Alphas were fighting over one Omega. One was the ex-husband, and the other was the Omega’s silent guardian.
This setup was a bit interesting. Even Chen Shimo raised an eyebrow slightly, turning his head to look at Fu Lingfeng. Her mind, however, didn’t seem to be here at all, nor did she notice what was playing on the television.
In the end, it was Chen Shimo who couldn’t hold back first.
“Is CEO Fu also planning to stay for lunch?”
“Naturally.” Startled awake, she became as sharp as a drawn sword when facing the blond Alpha alone, her edge lethal and completely undisguised. If he can stay, why can’t I?
“Wen didn’t invite you to join. Shouldn’t CEO Fu’s behavior be called ‘showing up uninvited’?”
Chen Shimo maintained the smile on his face, but his words were not the least bit polite. “My Chinese might not be very good…”
At this moment, a straightforward Alpha like Fu Lingfeng suddenly understood what others meant by “green tea”. So this is what it felt like.
Fu Lingfeng: “If you know your Chinese is bad, then shut up. The less you say, the fewer mistakes you’ll make.”
Her final glance carried a clear warning.
Chen Shimo: “…”
“Also, the ingredients for your lunch were bought by me. I don’t need to teach you the principle of ‘one’s hand is shortened after taking from others1‘, do I?”
Fu Lingfeng had bought some vegetables and a fish on her way over, all of which were now counted as additions to the meal.
Chen Shimo, who had brought the wrong gift: “…”
Sounds occasionally came from the kitchen—not noisy or chaotic, but orderly, carrying a simple warmth. The atmosphere in the living room, however, was so tense it felt like it was about to freeze.
An unknown amount of time passed.
“After you and Wen divorce, I will pursue her.”
Chen Shimo suddenly spoke, as if making a declaration. “You might not know this, but I’ve known Wen for many years, and I’ve liked her for many years, since long before you two got married. I’ve never forgotten her all these years. Your marriage was arranged by your parents. Heh, to use your local saying, this can only be called an arranged marriage. You don’t like her at all, you don’t care about her. A relationship like yours will never lead to happiness. This is the era of free love…”
“That’s your business,” Fu Lingfeng cut him off again, her tone cold and indifferent.
She doesn’t care at all? Or does she not see me as a threat? So confident, and so blind. This might be a common flaw among Alphas. I can’t make the same mistake.
As Chen Shimo was thinking this, he saw the Alpha stand up. After removing her outer trench coat, Fu Lingfeng was wearing a sweater underneath. It was a warm-toned color, which clashed slightly with her overall temperament, paired with a pair of long trousers.
In that instant, when her gaze swept over, her aura was surprisingly formidable.
“We will not divorce.” This was Fu Lingfeng’s first sentence.
Her second.
“Who said I was forced to marry Wanwan?”
Does a person like me look like someone who can be forced?
Finally, under Chen Shimo’s astonished gaze, Fu Lingfeng walked step by step toward the kitchen.
The dividing door was closed. The meal was halfway cooked inside. The fish Fu Lingfeng had bought had been left outside; by now, it was thoroughly dead, looking a bit pathetic. But at this moment, Fu Lingfeng would no longer be shaken by such trivial matters.
The Alpha reached out, rapping her knuckles on the transparent glass door. She was somewhat gentlemanly and polite, yet her tone was forceful. “Wanwan, come out for a moment. We need to talk.”
She had to seize the moment, create her own opportunities. Besides, they really did need to sit down and talk.
Properly.
On the other side of the glass, Fu Lingfeng’s gaze, in her sweater, appeared exceptionally deep. Doris instinctively moved to shield Wen Wan, but Wen Wan shook her head at her, untied her apron, and pushed open the sliding door.
She stood before Fu Lingfeng. “Let’s go to the balcony on the second floor.”
Since it was Wen Wan’s will, no matter how worried her two friends were, they could only let her be. In this house, Wen Wan was the absolute master. Even Fu Lingfeng had to take half a step back, allowing Wen Wan to lead the way to the second floor.
They stopped on the balcony.
On the way here, Fu Lingfeng had repeatedly rehearsed what she would say when they met—heaven knows, she had never been this serious or nervous even when heading to a negotiation table. But now that they were truly face to face, perhaps it was the unexpected appearance of the other two that had disrupted her rhythm, or perhaps it was simply that an Alpha like her wasn’t suited for this kind of thing. In the end, it was Wen Wan who spoke first.
The Omega was direct, getting straight to the point. “When are we signing the divorce papers?”
“Don’t worry, I won’t take any of your things. As for Mom and Dad, if it’s inconvenient for you, I can be the one to tell them. In short, I won’t cause you any trouble…”
“Wanwan, I don’t want to repeat myself.”
Meeting her upward gaze, Fu Lingfeng felt a headache coming on, but more than that, she felt helpless.
“I’ve already said it many times. I don’t agree. We are not getting a divorce.”
“But I’ve also told you many times, I want a divorce!” Wen Wan’s voice suddenly became sharp, piercing the silence.
Fu Lingfeng met her gaze and, for an instant, had the illusion of a gentle expression.
“That’s why I wanted to talk to you properly about this today. Look—”
She even pointed at herself, softening her offensive. “I even wore the orange-red sweater you like.”
Wen Wan’s voice faltered.
Fu Lingfeng’s choice of coat and sweater today was extremely ill-matched with her usual self, but with a face like hers, it was still attractive.
She seemed to have become one of those frivolous Alphas, giving off the illusion that she was trying to bewitch a young girl with her looks.
And Wen Wan was the young girl bewitched by her.
So, during their last argument, when she accused Fu Lingfeng of not caring about her at all… she actually knew? Did she figure it out later, or did she know all along?
If she knew all along, why did she only show it now? Is it a sense of urgency? Even if it’s something you don’t like, it’s still yours. If that thing is about to run away, you absolutely have to hold onto it tightly!
The joyful thought had barely surfaced before it was shattered by the icy water of reality.
Wen Wan pursed her lips. She was still looking at her, her expression soft, yet she suddenly delivered a final, killing blow.
“Miss Jiang is back.”
“What does that have to do with me? I haven’t seen her, and it’s impossible for me to go see her, Wanwan—”
Fu Lingfeng said her name, pausing slightly. “My only wife is you.”
Wife, wife. The only thing she ever occupied was the title of “wife.” Was that what she wanted? Perhaps it once was, but now, she truly no longer needed it.
So Wen Wan said, “Thank you, I understand. But I hope that my Alpha will no longer be Fu Lingfeng.”
—”After you and Wen divorce, I will pursue her,” “I’ve liked her for a long time,” “free love”… The words Chen Shimo had said earlier echoed relentlessly in Fu Lingfeng’s ears, destroying the Alpha’s rationality.
It wasn’t that she didn’t want to explain things about that Miss Jiang to Wen Wan, but now was truly not a good time. Moreover, with someone else watching like a hawk nearby, she had wanted to soothe her partner’s emotions first, not be the first one to be provoked herself.
Angry, exhausted, and even a little powerless, Fu Lingfeng stared straight at the Omega before her with her dark eyes.
“Wanwan, do you really want to divorce me that badly?”
Her pet name was just sitting there. In the past, Fu Lingfeng rarely used it, but now that a divorce was on the table, she started calling it out incessantly. It had become worthless.
Wen Wan tilted her head, her gaze shifting away from the other’s. “…Yes.”
“Then look me in the eye and say it again.”
Wen Wan maintained her tilted head. Unwilling to give up, Fu Lingfeng tried to touch her again, but as soon as she got close, the Omega clutched her lips and made a gesture of discomfort.
The burning impatience in her heart turned into worry. The Alpha frowned and asked gently, “What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?”
Wen Wan shook her head, simultaneously trying to dodge Fu Lingfeng’s movement, but the latter only moved closer.
Closer and closer, the scent growing stronger and stronger…
Until she could no longer control it, Wen Wan clutched her chest, lowered her head, and let out a distinct, “Retch—”
Realizing the source of the reaction, Fu Lingfeng finally took a small step back, also releasing her physical contact with Wen Wan.
The Alpha’s proud and confident eyes became dim and unreadable, even carrying a hint of indescribable sorrow.
“Has it always been like this? Or did it just start recently?”
“What?” The physiological nausea made Wen Wan feel ill. Even though she was facing Fu Lingfeng, and they were at a critical point, her thoughts still couldn’t quite keep up.
“My proximity, my touch, does it make you feel…” The Alpha paused, the rest of the words seeming difficult for her to say, a blow to her pride.
“…feel… disgusted?”
Wen Wan froze.
It’s not like that.
Her kind nature made her almost want to reply that way subconsciously, because it really wasn’t like that, and she had always been good at considering others’ feelings.
But the person she was facing now was Fu Lingfeng, and this was a critical moment that would determine whether they could successfully divorce.
The Omega’s raven-feather-like eyelashes drooped, concealing all emotions of pity or fear.
Let’s just leave it at that. Let the mistake stand.
As long as the outcome is the right one, it’ll be fine.
When she looked up again, her pair of soft, watery eyes met Fu Lingfeng’s, this time directly, without a hint of evasion. Wen Wan suppressed the guilt in her heart. For the first time, the kind and gentle Omega attacked someone with such vicious words—especially when that person was her nominal partner, her Alpha.
“Yes.”
“It’s not just physical contact. Right now, your appearance, your very existence… all of it makes me feel disgusted.”
Well that escalated..