Chapter 34

“What are you doing?”

The stern voice seemed to make the air in the classroom tremble silently.

“——!”

Sitting behind the desk in the front row, Su Miao Miao looked up in shock, her eyes filled with panic as she looked towards the front door of the classroom.

The moment she saw Shang Yan, his dark eyes were cold and intense, causing an inexplicable sense of guilt to rise in her heart.

“Master…”

Before Su Miao Miao could say another word, Shang Yan had already strode into the classroom, his expression grim.

A few seconds later, he was right in front of the desk. He stopped, leaned down, and grabbed Chu Ming by the collar, lifting him up.

Shang Yan’s face was icy, his cheekbones subtly twitching, and the veins on his hand bulged as he clenched Chu Ming’s collar into a fist.

He stared at Chu Ming with a nearly ferocious gaze.

“…What were you just trying to do to her?”

Chu Ming stared back for a few seconds without flinching, then suddenly laughed.

“Nothing. Don’t get the wrong idea. She said her ankle still hurt, so I wanted to check it for her—nothing more.”

Su Miao Miao snapped out of her inexplicable sense of guilt and looked up just in time to see this scene.

Her expression changed in surprise, and she hurriedly stood up.

“Shang Yan—”

“…”

Hearing herself being addressed so directly again, a wave of emotion flickered in Shang Yan’s eyes.

The vein on his temple twitched, and after a few seconds, he turned to look at the girl beside him.Su Miao Miao watched him uneasily.

“My girl…”

Shang Yan’s Adam’s apple moved slightly. His deep gaze shifted from the girl back to Chu Ming, and in that instant, his eyes flashed with menace—”You better stay away from her.”

With that, Shang Yan forcefully released his grip, pushing Chu Ming backward, causing him to stumble a couple of steps before regaining his balance.

Instead of getting angry, Chu Ming laughed.

He reached up to smooth out the wrinkles in his shirt, then looked up with a smile and asked softly—”Your girl?”

He turned to the bewildered Su Miao Miao, then back to Shang Yan with a smile.

“Even if you’re her teacher in computer programming, that doesn’t mean you have to control her friends and personal life, right?”

Shang Yan’s gaze remained icy.

After a moment, he let out a light, disdainful laugh, his expression cold and contemptuous.

“Ask her if I have the right to control her.”

“——”

Chu Ming turned to look at Su Miao Miao.

Shang Yan followed suit, glancing sideways.

A slight smirk played on his lips, but his dark eyes showed no trace of amusement.

His eyes met Su Miao Miao’s.

There was a pause.

Then Shang Yan’s gaze dropped, settling on her lower leg.

He stared at it meaningfully for a moment, exuding a silent threat.

Su Miao Miao: “…………”

After two seconds, Su Miao Miao finally gave in. She lowered her head and mumbled softly, “He can…”

Chu Ming was taken aback.

Shang Yan’s dark eyes narrowed slightly, and a smile tugged at his lips.

A deep, almost insatiable desire began to surface within him.

——

When it came to her, he always wanted more.

More was never enough.

Chu Ming, with no other choice, left. The quiet classroom was now occupied only by Shang Yan and Su Miao Miao.

Su Miao Miao didn’t look up again. Her delicate face was slightly tense, expressionless, with her dark eyes hidden under her thick eyelashes, revealing no emotion.

She quietly and slowly sat back down in her seat.

Shang Yan was pleased by her previous answer.

In a good mood, his dark eyes lowered slightly, his cool, handsome profile showing a faint smile as he kept his gaze fixed on the girl.

After staring for a long time, he lightly licked his teeth and smiled.

“What did you just call me?”

“…”

Su Miao Miao remained silent, refusing to look up at him.

Shang Yan wasn’t angry.

In fact, seeing the girl acting like she was throwing a tantrum only made his heart itch—he wanted to gather all her private little emotions and keep them all to himself.

Shang Yan clicked his tongue lightly and smiled with his gaze lowered.

…It was almost perverse.

But now, he didn’t seem to want to control it at all, so what should he do?

Despite the turmoil inside, his face showed nothing.

Shang Yan moved closer, leaning his elbow on the desk, bringing himself closer to her.

He spoke in a teasing tone.

“It seems like you’re getting bolder and bolder lately, kid?”

“…”

Su Miao Miao raised her eyes, gave him a slow, expressionless glance, and then lowered her head, looking as if she didn’t want to deal with him.

“I didn’t.”

“Then what did you just call me?”

“…””Are you backing down now?”

“…Shang Yan.”

The girl seemed unable to tolerate him any longer. Her amber eyes glared at him with a mixture of unrecognized frustration and anger.

She repeated herself.

“Shang Yan.”

It was meant to provoke him.

Unfortunately, it had the opposite effect.

——

Shang Yan’s eyes darkened.

A fiery desire, like black flames, rose from his heart.

The embodiment of his desire, like a whispering Faust, laughed menacingly in his ear.

He heard his own voice grow hoarse—

“Say it again.”

“Shang…”

Su Miao Miao’s voice suddenly stopped.

A mix of confusion and alertness flashed in her eyes as she instinctively looked up, feeling a sense of danger.

——

It just felt… very dangerous.

However, stopping at that moment made it even more dangerous.

The desire to draw more from her was abruptly stifled, and for a moment, the rationality in the boy’s eyes was consumed by the black flames.

His eyes darkened, his lashes lowered slightly.

A fleeting look of menace crossed his handsome face.

The air fell deathly silent for a moment.

He reached out and grasped the girl’s chin, the smooth touch breaking his last mental barrier.

Shang Yan reached out and clasped the girl’s delicate neck, so fragile it seemed it could easily snap, lowering his head to peck her enticing lips.

Su Miao Miao was stunned. The scorching breath, as if it could burn someone, drew infinitely close, about to envelop her…

“Miao Miao!! It’s confirmed! You really want to be with—”

The hurried voice cut through the corridor, rushing into the classroom through the front door, then abruptly halted.

All three individuals froze in their movements.

“…Damn.”

A few seconds later, in a blank state of mind, Su Miao Miao heard a hoarse whisper by her ear.

This was the first time Su Miao Miao had heard Shang Yan express a certain emotion so rudely.

Yet, within that rudeness, there seemed to be a deep sense of helplessness.

The shadow blocking the light in front of her retreated, leaving.

Shang Yan, with a dark expression, walked out of the classroom, tense as if a lion on the verge of eruption.

The breeze from his departure brushed past Qi Wenyue, who stood outside the door, stunned.

Although Shang Yan hadn’t glanced at her once, she felt as if her neck had just brushed past a sharp blade.

As his footsteps faded away, Qi Wenyue swallowed hard and touched her neck in a daze….

Oh.

Thankfully, her head was still there…

Feeling like a zombie, she slowly made her way back to her seat.

For three minutes after sitting down, her mind and vision were consumed by the scene she had witnessed when she rushed into the classroom—

The boy clutching the girl, bending down to kiss her.

Having been classmates for over a year, this was the first time Qi Wenyue had seen such an obsessive and almost crazed expression on that usually composed and handsome face…

The noisy chatter and playful commotion of students returning from break slowly brought Qi Wenyue back to reality.

There were still several minutes before class started.

Hesitant and cautious, Qi Wenyue reached out and gently poked the girl in front of her, who had her head buried on the desk like an ostrich.

“…”

Su Miao Miao slowly sat up.

In fact, her mind was completely blank, like mush, even worse than Qi Wenyue’s state.

She turned around.

Qi Wenyue’s expression was so complicated it seemed her features might twist—

“You two… just now… did I see that wrong—haha…”

“…”

Su Miao Miao remained silent.

Normally, her complexion was fair, with little color on her face or lips, but now her cheeks were flushed, and her dark eyes were moist and innocent.

Qi Wenyue glanced at her for two seconds, then lowered her head with a guilty conscience.

Suddenly, she felt that even if she hadn’t seen wrong, it wasn’t fair to blame Shang Yan… Everyone has a desire for beauty… When someone looks at you with such eyes when you’re that beautiful, no one can remain indifferent.

The silence between them lingered for a long time.

Qi Wenyue heard the girl speak softly, “You just came in and said something about confirmation?”

Qi Wenyue hesitated.

Sensing that Su Miao Miao didn’t want to bring it up again, she reluctantly suppressed her shock and curiosity, trying hard to recall what had happened when she arrived.

“Ah… Right, during today’s break, I heard… um, I don’t know which class’s teacher seemed to have said something.”

Qi Wenyue slowly adjusted her emotions, and her tone gradually returned to normal.

“It’s about what I mentioned to you over two weeks ago, about the rumors on the school forum about selecting hosts for the school’s anniversary celebration…”

“Mm, I remember.”

“Now it seems that it’s confirmed, that the news is true. The election rules are that each class first votes for a representative, and then the representatives from each class are selected by the teachers.”

After saying this, Qi Wenyue hesitated and glanced at Su Miao Miao before speaking with a slightly smoother tone.

“Um… Now everyone in the school thinks that Shang Yan, cough, is definitely going to be the final representative for the boys, but for the girls…”

Su Miao Miao, who had been distracted, reacted at this moment.

“It’s me and Shu Wei.”

“…”

Qi Wenyue shrugged, showing a helpless expression.

“I see. Thank you, Qiqi.”

Su Miao Miao nodded lightly.

At this moment, the teacher for the next class walked into the room, bringing their conversation to a natural end. Su Miao Miao turned back to her seat.But halfway through, she stopped again.

After hesitating for two seconds, she spoke softly.

“The scene you saw during break… Can you not tell anyone about it?”

Qi Wenyue was taken aback, then quickly nodded repeatedly.

“I won’t, I won’t, I absolutely won’t say anything.”

“Thank you.”

The girl smiled gently at her and turned away.

…

During the last two classes of the morning, Shang Yan was nowhere to be seen.

The final class was still Chinese, and after class, Lin Zheng came to Su Miao Miao’s desk and earnestly advised her to encourage Shang Yan to improve.

Su Miao Miao could only agree.

After the Chinese teacher left, the students in the class began to leave, heading in groups to the school cafeteria for lunch.

Before leaving, Qi Wenyue hesitated for a moment and asked Su Miao Miao, “Miao Miao, are you staying in the classroom for lunch today?”

Su Miao Miao lightly replied in affirmation.

If it were any other day, Qi Wenyue would surely tease Su Miao Miao with a remark like, “I envy you, I want a master who brings me lunch every day.”

However, today, the memory of what she saw during break made Qi Wenyue nod with a pained and twisted expression.

“Alright… Be careful then.”

Beside her, Liao Lanxin looked puzzled, while Su Miao Miao remained silent.

After everyone left the classroom, Su Miao Miao let out a long sigh, slowly slumping back onto her desk.

During the last two classes, for an hour and a half, she had hardly absorbed any of the content. Even when looking at the blackboard, it seemed like the handsome figure was always looming close to her.

Su Miao Miao spent the entire time pondering why Shang Yan would behave that way. The memory of his anger when he saw Chu Ming, and the words “my person” echoing in her ears…

Su Miao Miao lightly wrinkled her nose.

——

So, Shang Yan’s desire to kiss her was probably due to possessiveness…

Do he and Chu Ming have such a deep enmity?

As Su Miao Miao was lost in thought, she suddenly heard a rustling sound.

She looked up in surprise and saw the same lunchbox as a few days ago placed in front of her.

The difference was—Today, there were two lunchboxes.

And the person delivering the lunch was…

Su Miao Miao looked up at Shang Yan.She paused.

“The Chinese teacher scolded you today. Can you stop skipping class in the future?”

After speaking, Su Miao Miao felt confused herself.

Despite wanting to express her disapproval so vehemently, why did she end up saying that?

Shang Yan seemed somewhat surprised as well.

He raised an eyebrow lightly, returning to his usual relaxed demeanor.

“Got it.”

“…”

Missed the perfect opportunity, Su Miao Miao sighed dejectedly, lowering her gaze. She reached out from her sleeve and slowly dragged the lunchbox closer.

Just as Shang Yan was about to sit down, he suddenly stopped.

“Chu Ming said earlier that your leg still hurts?”

“…”

Su Miao Miao remained silent for a moment before nodding.

A faint smile appeared on Shang Yan’s face. He set down his chopsticks and took a step back, crouching down halfway.

“Let me take a look.”

The tone was as natural as could be…

So casual.

Su Miao Miao felt a bit indignant inside.

But more than that, she found herself instinctively accepting it as a matter of course.

At least, when Shang Yan reached out and hooked her ankle, letting her lightly place her foot on his knee, she didn’t feel any urge to resist.

Shang Yan slowly rolled up her jeans, carefully revealing the snowy-white ankle.

His gaze circled around the girl’s slender and fair ankle.

From the color of her skin, there was indeed only a faint bruise that looked like it would dissipate soon.

Shang Yan furrowed his brows slightly.

With his right hand hooking behind the girl’s ankle, he slowly lifted it, while his expression turned slightly solemn as he looked at her.

“Does this hurt?”

“…No.”

Su Miao Miao shook her head.Shang Yan gently massaged the injured area on her ankle with his left hand.

“Like this?”

“It’s… alright.”

Feeling the cool fingertips against her ankle, Su Miao Miao’s cheeks inexplicably heated up.

Shang Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

“Then there shouldn’t be any problem. If it still hurts next week, I’ll take you to the hospital for a check-up.”

“…”

Su Miao Miao kept her eyes lowered, silent.

After a few seconds, just as the boy in front of her was about to raise his gaze without receiving a response, Su Miao Miao moved her lips lightly.

“Shang Yan, I’m not… yours.”

The hand supporting her ankle stopped.

And its owner froze.

From Su Miao Miao’s perspective, she couldn’t see Shang Yan’s expression, which made her feel uneasy.

Just as Su Miao Miao was about to speak again, she suddenly saw the boy in front of her lower his body.

—

A chilly kiss was planted on the girl’s slender and fair leg.

“…Could you say that again?”

Su Miao Miao was dumbfounded.

And Shang Yan straightened up, with a smirk that seemed like a smile but wasn’t quite.

His dark and deep eyes gleamed.

“You say it again, I’ll kiss you again.”