After Transmigrating into a Ridiculous Alpha, I Saved My Aloof Omega Wife - Chapter 14

A gentle breeze rustled the leaves on the treetops, making the night seem exceptionally tranquil.

The BMW stopped at the street corner, and Cheng Jianli stepped out of the car. “You can drop me off here. Thank you.”

Jiang Muyan was reluctant to see her go. Even though she hadn’t managed to buy anything for Cheng Jianli at the mall tonight, it still counted as their first time shopping together.

Jiang Muyan quickly got out of the car and stood in front of Cheng Jianli. She was about half a head taller, making Cheng Jianli appear slender and delicate beside her. “Teacher Cheng, be careful on your way back,” she said.

Cheng Jianli nodded.

Jiang Muyan glanced at Uncle Liu, who wasn’t paying attention, then mysteriously pulled Cheng Jianli aside and whispered, “Teacher Cheng, there’s one more thing…”

Cheng Jianli lifted her gaze. “Hmm?”

Jiang Muyan hesitated. “Well…”

“Spit it out,” Cheng Jianli said, already sensing this wouldn’t be anything good. “Don’t waste time.”

Jiang Muyan scratched her head. “When you collect the math homework on Monday, can you not mark me down for not turning it in?”

Cheng Jianli: “?”

Jiang Muyan pouted. “After spending the day with you, I definitely won’t have time to finish the math assignment.”

Cheng Jianli: “Why?”

Jiang Muyan said matter-of-factly, “Because I’ll be busy reminiscing about today.”

Cheng Jianli: “…”

A faint smile tugged at Cheng Jianli’s lips. “So, you were trying to bribe me by buying me things today?”

“No, no! I’d never do something like that,” Jiang Muyan said shyly. “I’m a good student.”

“Good students usually have decent grades too.”

Jiang Muyan: “…”

“Go home and do your homework,” Cheng Jianli said mercilessly. “I expect to see your math assignment on Monday.”

Jiang Muyan groaned in agony but still refused to leave. Seeing her like this, Cheng Jianli deliberately added, “I thought you were genuinely worried about not measuring up to her.”

Jiang Muyan’s ears perked up instantly. “Who?!”

Cheng Jianli: “Gu Xi. Her math score is 29 points higher than yours.”

Jiang Muyan immediately wailed in indignation, “Who says I’m worse than her?! I’ll go home and do my homework right now! Will a hundred practice tests be enough?! Will it?!”

Cheng Jianli: “…”

At this rate, she was genuinely worried Jiang Muyan might collapse from exhaustion.

“Assign me all the homework for tomorrow and the day after! I won’t sleep until 3 a.m.!” Jiang Muyan fumed as she pulled out her phone and called the butler.

Butler: “Young Mistress, how may I assist you?”

Jiang Muyan roared, “Buy me a hundred math practice tests! I won’t slack off even on the weekend!!!”

Monday.

Jiang Muyan ran into Tang Yu at the school gate. He was holding a basketball and jogged over with a grin. “Young Mistress, how’s the study atmosphere in Class 2? Must be missing Class 1 a lot, huh?”

Jiang Muyan, sporting dark circles under her eyes: “…Would you believe me if I said someone forced me to do math homework every day?”

“Forced you?” Tang Yu was stunned. “Who would dare?”

Jiang Muyan glanced at the school building and sighed. “Honestly, it feels like I brought it upon myself.”

Staying up until 3 a.m. for love if it weren’t for Cheng Jianli, she would’ve been asleep ages ago!

Tang Yu gave her a thumbs-up. “Your dedication to studying is impressive. If you’re not in the top 100 this semester, I’ll wash my hair standing on my head.”

Jiang Muyan: “…”

Well, the odds of him doing a handstand shampoo were looking pretty high.

Jiang Muyan and Tang Yu walked into the school building when suddenly, someone bumped heavily into Jiang Muyan’s shoulder while passing by. The impact was so strong that Tang Yu frowned and asked impatiently, “Who are you bumping into? Are you blind?”

The boy didn’t respond and just walked away.

Jiang Muyan wasn’t particularly bothered by the collision, but the boy’s failure to even apologize showed incredibly poor manners.

“Who was that?” Jiang Muyan asked.

Tang Yu glanced over. “From Class 4, same class as those three from the equipment room that day.”

Jiang Muyan remembered the people from the equipment room they had planned to use a differentiation injection on Cheng Jianli. Just thinking about them made her furious. “Those guys from the equipment room got probation, right?”

“Of course,” Tang Yu said, equally disdainful of the use of differentiation injections. “Some people in Class 4 are absolute trash. Stay away from them.”

Jiang Muyan recalled that, according to the system, the male lead Zhang Siyuan would later transfer into Class 4.

Birds of a feather really do flock together trash like him would naturally end up in Class 4.

Jiang Muyan parted ways with Tang Yu at the stairwell and returned to Class 2.

Cheng Jianli had arrived early. Today, she wore a beige turtleneck under her school uniform, still covering her fair neck.

Jiang Muyan sat down beside her and grinned. “Good morning, Teacher Cheng.”

“Morning,” Cheng Jianli replied without looking up from her workbook. “Where’s your math test?”

Jiang Muyan: “…”

Was this really the first thing to ask in the morning?!

“Teacher Cheng, is studying really the only thing on your mind?” Jiang Muyan asked, exasperated. “Isn’t there anything else?”

Cheng Jianli finally looked up. “What else is there for a high school student to do besides study?”

“There’s plenty!” Jiang Muyan decided it was time to educate her. She spoke with utmost seriousness, “Teacher Cheng, I think your life is way too monotonous. You should spend more time with me, I can take you skipping class, to internet cafés, to all kinds of fun places…”

Cheng Jianli: “…”

“And besides that?” Cheng Jianli asked, her lashes slightly lowered, her eyes glistening. The black turtleneck made her fair skin look almost translucent, and Jiang Muyan found it dazzling.

Suddenly blushing, Jiang Muyan stammered, “Besides that… there’s also… dating…”

Cheng Jianli didn’t hesitate. “I won’t date.”

Jiang Muyan froze. “Why not?”

Cheng Jianli: “No reason. It’s just not the right time.”

Jiang Muyan pressed urgently, “Then when will it be the right time?”

Cheng Jianli studied her for a moment before suddenly extending her left hand.

Her hand was soft and pale. At first, Jiang Muyan was stunned, but then her heart began to flutter.

What did her wife mean by this? Was this an invitation to hold hands?

Even though she said she didn’t want to date, was she proving it through actions now?

Giggling, Jiang Muyan immediately placed her hand on top.

Cheng Jianli: “? What are you doing?”

Jiang Muyan, shyly: “Didn’t you want to hold hands?”

Expressionless, Cheng Jianli pulled her hand back. “I was asking for your math test. Hand it over.”

Jiang Muyan: “!!!”

How could she still be thinking about the math test?!

The first class was Chinese. After Cheng Jianli poked her awake for dozing off, Jiang Muyan didn’t fall back asleep.

She was convinced Cheng Jianli was in a perpetual state of being “on”—never seeming to tire.

During break time, Cheng Jianli went to hand in homework. Jiang Muyan overheard the girls behind her complaining: “Ugh, next period is math class. I hate math the most.”

Jiang Muyan felt she had something to contribute to this conversation, so she turned around: “I don’t like math class either.”

“Yeah, the math teacher is so strict,” the girl said with a worried expression. “Every time he calls students to solve problems on the blackboard, I’m terrified he’ll pick me.”

“Wait… the math teacher makes students solve problems on the blackboard?” Jiang Muyan was stunned.

“You didn’t know? Teacher Li is super serious. He was sick and took leave recently, but he’s back today and will definitely quiz us,” the girl sighed, pulling out her math textbook. “I need to review quickly.”

Just then, Cheng Jianli returned from the homeroom teacher’s office. As she approached their desks, she saw Jiang Muyan buried in her math book, studying intensely.

Cheng Jianli: “…”

“What are you doing?” Cheng Jianli walked around her to take her seat.

Jiang Muyan: “I’m trying to perform the miracle of Nüwa mending the heavens.” [Note: This references the Chinese myth of Nüwa repairing the sky, meaning attempting an impossible task]

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