After Dumping the Female Lead, It's My Turn to Cry - Chapter 20.1

At Loreis Academy, the greatest authority did not lie with the professors or the shareholders behind the scenes, but with the all-powerful student council. Many influential families sought to secure positions for their children within it, not necessarily to accomplish anything with such roles, but because having student council experience on their résumés would be an exceptionally impressive credential.

As for why a young lady from a fallen family could swiftly rise to become the president well, that was a question best left to the authors of melodramatic novels.

From the outside, Loreis’s main academic building appeared triangular, encased in a rare, crystalline core that served as a protective shield. When night fell, the gleaming daytime surface dimmed, resembling the ancient and mysterious pyramids of Egypt. Though merely an institution for students, Loreis maintained a rigidly hierarchical system, as evidenced by the quantifiable ratings from periodic exams and the direct ranking of classes from A to F based on ability. The student council was situated at the very top of the main building, with the staircase to the highest floor sealed off. The only way up was through a private elevator that required iris recognition for access.

Upon entering Loreis, every student signed an agreement on their first day, voluntarily pledging to abide by the rules set by the student council and accepting any subsequent penalties for violations. All regulations were subject to the student council’s final interpretation.

What kind of school agreement was this? It was practically a contract to surrender one’s autonomy! Ruan Yubai inwardly scoffed.

Though she was also a student at Loreis, Ruan Yubai genuinely couldn’t recall signing such an excessive document. Back when she first enrolled, along with her acceptance letter came a thick stack of papers requiring signatures. Unlike Qing Ling, who meticulously read every clause before putting pen to paper, Ruan Yubai was the type to sign with a flourish exactly the kind of gullible, plump sheep that organizations loved to exploit.

“Xiao Bai, stop spacing out. The student council members are handling something over there. Do you want to get involved too?” It was only when her friend Bi Bi Ba pulled her back that Ruan Yubai noticed the dense crowd at the end of the hallway.

“Dense” wasn’t entirely accurate it was mostly students voluntarily clearing a path for the student council agents. In reality, there were only two uniformed members at the center, sternly escorting a disheveled Alpha forward.

Witnessing this, the onlooking students began murmuring among themselves.

“It’s rare to see the student council taking someone into custody. What did this Alpha do?”

“Wow, isn’t that Nan Zhuge from Class A? My Omega friend was totally obsessed with his muscular build. What happened? Has it really come to this, are we about to witness a prison drama?”

“Hey, don’t treat this as a joke. Didn’t you hear about what happened last night? Some Alpha stayed after school and tried to forcibly mark an Omega. The entire student council was called to the school in the middle of the night to deal with it. If that Omega hadn’t decided against reporting it to the police, that guy would probably be a criminal case by now.”

“No matter what, that little Omega is pretty badass. My friend told me this Alpha isn’t forcing people for the first time, but since he only does temporary marks and always targets those timid Omegas who don’t dare speak up, nobody had the courage to expose him until now. After this incident came to light, many Omegas have jointly filed petitions to reopen previous cases.”

“Hahaha, speaking of which, do you think if Nan Zhuge really gets locked up, he could still be an Alpha who dominates others?” The one who spoke first clearly enjoyed stirring up trouble. “They always talk about strong Alphas and fierce Alphas, I’ve heard the big shots in prison always use soap when showering, and they particularly love this kind of strong.”

His words cut off abruptly when he met Nan Zhuge’s icy glare. An overwhelming, aggressive scent of cigarettes flooded the air, causing the gossiping boy to turn pale and swallow the rest of his words in fear.

“You wanna try spouting that bullshit one more time, you little shit?”

Not only the chatterbox himself but also the bystanders were affected. Those with weaker mental strength immediately felt headaches and nearly fainted.

This was the terrifying power of an A-rank Alpha’s mental strength!

Unfortunately, while the observing students were terrified, the student council members remained unfazed. Another Alpha member walking behind them snorted coldly, transforming his own dangerous pheromones into sharp spikes that struck Nan Zhuge directly. Already injured, Nan Zhuge grunted in pain, his teeth chattering.

It was during this moment of weakness that Nan Zhuge coincidentally spotted the innocent bystander Ruan Yubai standing nearby. Old and new grievances surged within him, his eyes turning fierce as he roared, “Ruan Yubai, don’t you have anything to say to me?”

How could this involve a Beta from the F-class?

The remaining conscious students cast suspicious glances, while the two student council members frowned, surprised that Nan Zhuge still dared to threaten someone in this situation. Just as they were about to administer a sedative, they noticed the soft-looking Beta girl blink and speak in a clear, sweet voice.

“Good luck with your rehabilitation and becoming a better Alpha?”

Pfft!

Bi Bi Ba, standing closest, couldn’t hold back and burst out laughing. This broke the tense silence, and soon everyone around joined in, filling the hallway with cheerful laughter.

Meanwhile, the elevator to the top floor had opened, revealing a deep red carpet stretching across the entire view. The student council members escorted the furious, purple-faced Nan Zhuge inside. Within seconds, the doors closed, and the elevator silently ascended beyond sight.

On the top floor, the vice president received the hostile Nan Zhuge without much conversation. After making an internal call, he politely led him to the president’s office door, knocked softly, and retreated.

Inside the office, warm yellow light cast a serene glow. The rhythmic beats of Dixieland jazz unknowingly eased the tension. An elegant birchwood desk held two cups of coffee, and behind it sat a stunningly beautiful person with refined features.

Qing Ling gently raised a hand, her calm, beautiful eyes showing no ripple of emotion as she silently gestured, “Please, have a seat.”

Just as Lorenth’s unknowing classmates would say, the gentle and beautiful strongest student council president was cold on the outside but warm on the inside. At first contact, she might seem a bit intimidating, but once you got to know her, she was incredibly easy to get along with.

The screen behind her played scenes like a movie guests at a banquet clinking glasses, now paused on a scene of a young boy in a suit drinking.

It should have been a heartwarming scene, but Nan Zhuge’s pupils contracted instantly, and sweat poured down like rain.

The words “What the hell do you want from me?” that had been pressing at the tip of his tongue took a sharp turn, and what came out instead was, “President Qing, what can I do for you?”

“Don’t rush. Have a cup of coffee first.” As if unaware of Nan Zhuge’s sudden change in expression, Qing Ling nodded slightly, appearing very accommodating. “You’ve traveled a long way; it must have been tiring.”

Then, without paying further attention to Nan Zhuge’s barely controlled expression, she resumed playing the short video. Casually, as if making small talk, she commented on the drink in the young boy’s hand: “Tequila slightly bitter at first, with a hint of sweetness after being balanced with lemon.”

Common cocktails like Tequila Sunrise and Winter Bullfighter are made with tequila. They look vibrant and colorful, layered elegantly in transparent glasses, which adds to their appeal.

A child, not knowing any better, might assume that brightly colored drinks are sweet, but in reality, they have a high alcohol content and can easily knock someone out with just one glass. Long before the “See You Tomorrow” reagent came out, tequila was a favorite tool for those with ill intentions to render others unconscious.

Nan Zhuge swallowed hard, veins bulging on his forehead, unable to utter a single word.

Qing Ling didn’t even glance at him, instead watching the video with interest and casually remarking, “What do you think of this drink, Mr. Nan?”

Her voice was soft and gentle, so patient it could rival a highly paid early childhood teacher. Yet, Nan Zhuge seemed to bear a heavy weight on his back, his face flashing with shock and despair before he finally lowered his head in resignation, hoarsely saying, “Just tell me, what do I need to do to have these videos destroyed?”

The moment these words fell, the atmosphere in the office turned icy cold.

The earlier sweetness and warmth were nothing but an artificial illusion. The tall young lady’s expression cooled as she shut off the video. “Mr. Nan, you truly have remarkable courage. To think the young son of the Grand Bishop could be brought down with just a glass of tequila.”

On this planet, the rule of law was divided among three powers. On the surface, the most powerful figure was the head of state, but in reality, the Upper House, filled with aristocratic families, could fully restrain that power.

The current highest authority in the Upper House was, naturally, the Grand Bishop.

Due to the sparse population on the planet Lorenth, there were no restrictions on the reproduction of clergy members. The Grand Bishop’s most beloved youngest son was a delicate and frail Omega.

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