Yang Liu shot Jiang She a warning look and said sternly, “We’re in the middle of an exam. Whatever the issue is, deal with it after class in my office!”

She hoped to use her authority as a teacher to intimidate Jiang She, giving Chu Tao some cover.

After all, even she had no idea what crazy thing Jiang She might do next.

Having someone spill cola all over him was not something an alpha, already overflowing with hormones, could easily tolerate.

But when Jiang She got serious, he wouldn’t listen to even the principal, let alone her.

Jiang She took a deep breath and lowered his head, brushing the dampness off his pants.

Yang Liu quickly stood up, pulling Chu Tao behind her, her face stern as she said, “Jiang She, what do you think you’re doing? This is school, this is a classroom!”

Chu Tao kept his gaze lowered, silently fixing his uniform.

The creases on his chest were obvious, and even if he tried to smooth them out, they left messy, uneven marks that were somewhat mentally torturing for someone as meticulous as him.

Jiang She was watching him, waiting for his reaction.

He had no way out now.

Chu Tao raised his eyes slightly. Yang Liu seemed small in front of him, as a female teacher, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t completely block him.

This was his impulsive action, and he should face the consequences. So, Chu Tao silently stepped aside behind Yang Liu.

Jiang She chuckled lightly. “What are you so afraid of? Am I going to hit you?”

Yang Liu took a deep breath. “Jiang She, don’t disturb the class while everyone is answering their papers.”

Jiang She shrugged carelessly. “Let them continue, just the two of us are stepping out. If anyone asks, we’ll take a zero on the exam.”

He walked past Yang Liu and toward the door.

The cola stains on his pants were still there, a patchy mess, and had now been absorbed into the fabric of his uniform, leaving ugly, hard-to-ignore marks.

The sugary cola was sticky and uncomfortable against his skin.

When Jiang She reached Chu Tao’s side, he paused, glancing at his neck.

There was a clear mark left by Fang Sheng, a thin, raised line on his skin that pulsed slightly with his heartbeat.

Jiang She looked away and said calmly, “Hurry up.”

Chu Tao closed his eyes briefly, clenched his fists, and silently followed Jiang She.

Even Fang Sheng was dumbfounded.

He felt guilty. If he hadn’t provoked Chu Tao, he wouldn’t have gotten angry, and the cola wouldn’t have spilled.

But now he was the one who had instigated everything.

He hadn’t expected Jiang She to call Chu Tao out in front of the class to teach him a lesson, not in broad daylight like this.

Why not wait until it was dark and find a quiet place?

As soon as Chu Tao stepped outside and closed the door behind him, the class erupted in whispers.

“That new guy is finished.”

“He dared to mess with brother She, he’ll probably end up in the nurse’s office soon.”

“The teacher can’t protect him either. It’s his bad luck to bump into Brother She’s desk.”

“Honestly, he’s kind of handsome. If he were an Omega, he might have had a chance. Too bad he’s an Alpha.”

…

Outside, Jiang She leaned against the railing, hands in his pockets, watching Chu Tao with an unreadable expression.

Chu Tao’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, his lips pressed together as he murmured, “I’ll compensate.”

Jiang She smiled. “Compensate for what? The cola, the exam paper, the uniform? Do you think I’m short on money?”

Chu Tao, nervous, instinctively tugged at the hem of his clothes, his knuckles turning white from the pressure.

“I’ll move seats,” Chu Tao added.

Jiang She glanced down at his delicate fingers, noticing how slender and strong they were. The veins on the back of his hand were faintly visible, the wrist bone like a small, tender mushroom—cute and graceful.

He didn’t understand why, but seeing Chu Tao pulling at the creased fabric, and the red mark on his neck, made Jiang She feel something stir in his chest.

This was an alpha, after all.

Jiang She tried to maintain his cold, indifferent tone.

“You don’t have to change seats, but this matter isn’t over.”

Chu Tao swallowed, his Adam’s apple bobbing as it passed over the mark.

“What do you want?”

“Fang Sheng’s business is one thing, but as for us, I haven’t done anything to provoke you, so you owe me.”

Jiang She was separating himself from the issue, and Chu Tao couldn’t argue with that.

Jiang She smirked and pointed to his uniform pants. “They’re covered in drink, sticky, and stained. What do you think we should do about that?”

Chu Tao furrowed his brows. “Tell me your size, I’ll buy you a new pair.”

The school uniforms at Huainan No. 1 High were custom-made, costing 350 yuan each. Though that wasn’t cheap for an average student like him, he could afford it with some of his pocket money.

Jiang She shook his head and smirked. “You can wash them for me.”

Chu Tao stared at him in shock. “What did you say?”

Jiang She straightened up, taking a few steps toward Chu Tao, looking down at him with a mischievous glint in his eyes. He murmured, “You dirtyed them, so it’s your responsibility to wash them, right?”

He was standing a bit too close, and his warm breath brushed across Chu Tao’s face, forcing him to turn his head uncomfortably.

Jiang She raised a hand and grabbed his shoulder, his thumb pressing into the red mark on his neck. “Don’t use the washing machine, wash them by hand, understood?”