Jiang Minjie was being shaken so wildly by the neck that he felt his soul was about to fly out. Just as he nearly passed out, the righteous class monitor made her dazzling entrance.
"As long as Minjie lives, we'll never lack someone to play with!" Before Jiang Minjie could be sent to the great beyond, the class monitor subdued Shen Yu, who was going at him with both hands and feet.
Having survived, Jiang Minjie nearly developed a stress response. When he saw Shen Yu raise his hand, he instinctively covered his head, then felt aggrieved when nothing happened.
"I was only asking. Why did you react so strongly?"
The redness had yet to fade from Shen Yu's face. At those words, he couldn't help pouting, and a close listen revealed his grumbling complaints.
"An idiot with a big mouth, and a dose of fake innocence to boot. What rotten luck I've had."
Called fake and calculating for the first time in his life, Jiang Minjie was dumbfounded. He had never imagined that description would be applied to him. "Shen Yu, I suspect your vocabulary needs work."
Seeing sparks fly from Shen Yu's round eyes, Jiang Minjie promptly shut up and straightened his back like a downtrodden wife, only to turn and meet Ji Cიცen's stare.
Jiang Minjie: Why was this other royal pain staring at me too?
"You still have a problem?"
Unaware that Jiang Minjie was weathering a storm, Shen Yu immediately began grinding his teeth when he saw the back of someone's head turned toward him. Even his clenched fists were itching for action.
"I've been wronged, your lordship!"
Now Jiang Minjie really was sweating from both sides, his lips practically blistering from all his explaining. "I'm just surprised because nobody's ever called me fake and