Jealousy

The next morning at dawn.

"Are you done packing? Why are you acting like such a woman?"

Jiang Mu leaned against the door, watching Wang Dong'er, who was still tidying the bedsheets. His expression was quite unpleasant.

"Hmph, none of your business."

Only after neatly folding the bedsheets did Wang Dong'er walk over. She was currently disguised as a boy, and she gave another huff today.

He was handsome, but Jiang Mu had no interest in that. He merely glanced at him before turning away.

"We're about to be late."

"Oh."

Wang Dong'er pursed her lips and quickly followed after him.

The distance from the freshmen dormitories to the classroom was not short, so the two sped up.

When they arrived at the teaching building, only a scattered few students remained in the corridors, since class was about to begin.

Seeing the oppressive atmosphere around them, Wang Dong'er unconsciously swallowed, growing a little nervous.

"We're not already late, are we?"

"And whose fault is that?"

Naturally, Wang Dong'er refused to take the blame. He replied haughtily, "Hmph, if I hadn't told you which class you were in, you'd probably still be looking for it."

"I don't feel like bickering with you. Hurry up. I heard Class One's homeroom teacher is a hot-tempered tiger."

Jiang Mu had no intention of trading barbs with him and quickly arrived at the entrance to Class One.

The two simultaneously tilted their heads and looked inside.

After confirming that no teacher was there, they let out a sigh of relief.

Only then did Jiang Mu and Wang Dong'er enter and inspect the classroom.

The seats rose gradually from front to back, ensuring that no one's view would be blocked. Every two seats formed a row, with aisles between them so students could move in and out without trouble.

They had arrived quite late, yet there were still plenty of empty seats. Still, there were quite a few people there, which only proved how large the classroom was.

The students were seated rather randomly.

Most of them were gathered in the middle.

After Wang Dong finished looking around, he turned to Jiang Mu and asked, "Where should we sit?"

Jiang Mu curled his lip.

Where to sit...

Of course, the back row. The back row by the window was the king's homeland.

"The back row."

"Fine."

Wang Dong'er casually followed him.

Jiang Mu walked ahead, intending to take a seat by the window in the back row.

As they walked down the aisle, several people looked up and noticed them.

Their handsome appearances instantly drew the attention of a few lovestruck girls.

"Wow, so handsome."

"..."

All kinds of praise and flattery followed.

"Tch, boring."

Wang Dong'er merely flicked his pink-blue short hair and folded his arms as he took a seat in the corner.

The usual huff that was always on his lips had actually turned into a disdainful tch.

Perhaps Jiang Mu's comment that he sounded like a snorting pig had made him want to change.

Yet in the eyes of those girls, that disdainful display only made this young master even more attractive.

Just like those senior girls outside, looks were justice.

They instantly turned into fangirls, stars practically appearing in their eyes.

Jiang Mu sat down beside him. He had originally wanted the window seat, but Wang Dong'er had claimed it, leaving him no choice but to sit next to him.

He looked around at the worshipful gazes of the female students, then at the envious looks from the male students, before turning to Wang Dong'er.

"You're pretty popular."

Wang Dong'er had been feeling bored, but upon hearing that, a strange smile rose on his face. He asked smugly, "What, jealous? You can't compare to my charm, can you?"

"So the fact that my sister is willing to talk to you is already your good fortune. The people chasing after her could line up all the way from Shrek Academy to the Clear Sky Sect!"

"You'd better treat her a thousand, a hundred times better and do whatever she says. Otherwise, plenty of people would be happy to have my sister."

Jiang Mu: ???

She was beautiful, no question about it.

And with her looks, it was only natural that many people would pursue her.

But wasn't praising herself a little too narcissistic?

And why did that make Wang Dong'er sound like merchandise?

Had Wang Dong'er misunderstood something?

Jiang Mu raised his brows and spoke.

"Why should I treat her well? Between us, it's only a relationship between the perpetrator and the victim. She's merely helping me treat my injuries."

"Ha!"

The moment Wang Dong'er heard that, he sucked in a breath and glared straight at Jiang Mu.

"Don't glare at me. If you don't believe me, ask your sister. Your sister was the one who injured me, so she specifically came to examine me. That was just part of the examination process. Once it's over, your sister and I will just be strangers. Don't make it sound like we're already together."

Those words sounded like a scumbag drawing a clear line between them.

They pierced deeply into Wang Dong'er's heart.

Especially the part about going their separate ways once the examination was over.

For some reason, he found that day deeply repulsive and terrifying.

"Do you not have a heart at all?"

"Don't talk to me anymore!"

Wang Dong'er's little face immediately fell in grievance. He lay on the desk and turned his head aside, showing Jiang Mu only the back of his head.

Jiang Mu stared at the back of his head, somewhat confused, and muttered quietly, "What heart am I supposed to have?"

In the noisy environment, Wang Dong'er did not hear him. Instead, a green-haired girl sitting in front of them heard it.

"What do you mean, what heart?"

She turned around and tilted her head, asking in an especially sweet voice.

"Wow."

But the moment she turned and saw Jiang Mu's face, she froze, her mouth falling wide open.

Thump, thump, thump!

It felt as though a little deer was crashing wildly around in her heart.

Wow, this was what a crush felt like.

Hearing her voice, Jiang Mu turned and saw that distinctive hair and lovestruck expression. He instantly remembered who she was.

"Huh?"

Wasn't this Xiao Xiao, his target? She was sitting right in front of him? What a coincidence.

Then again, it was normal for a little girl and a lovestruck one at that to be stunned when she saw him, right?

"Hehe, it's nothing. Want to get acquainted? Hello, what's your name?"

Jiang Mu still had his own intentions, so naturally he had to take the initiative.

Yet after waiting for a long time, no reply came.

"Huh?"

Jiang Mu tilted his head. She still was not answering, leaving him somewhat dumbfounded. Looking at her little expression, she was clearly staring in his direction, wasn't she?

Could a lovestruck girl really stay dazed for this long?

"Hiss—"

Just as he was about to take a closer look, Jiang Mu suddenly sucked in a breath. The hand resting on the desk swiftly moved to his waist.

"Ah, what are you doing?"

Jiang Mu frowned. His waist was not a martial soul; he could not endure that at all. Wang Dong'er had shown no mercy and had even pinched him with his nails. Jiang Mu turned to glare at him.

"Hmph."

"Your eyes were practically glued to her body. Do you like her that much?"

"You weren't talking to me, so I could only find someone else to talk to."

Jiang Mu refused to take the blame and spread his hands. Wang Dong'er had only shown him the back of his head; he could not exactly talk to a cow.

"Come on, talk to me."

This time, Wang Dong'er propped his chin on one hand and turned directly toward Jiang Mu as he spoke.

He even raised his brows. Anyone who did not know better would think he was provoking Jiang Mu. He did not look like he wanted to have a proper conversation at all.

"Don't act like this. You're being unreasonable."

"I'm being unreasonable?"

Wang Dong'er muttered in disbelief, as though asking whether Jiang Mu had said something wrong.

"What else would you call it?"

"You turned away and ignored me, and now you're blaming me." Jiang Mu spread his hands, unconcerned.