After Transmigrating into a Ridiculous Alpha, I Saved My Aloof Omega Wife - Chapter 83

The first time she brought Jiang Muyan breakfast, Jiang Muyan refused it.

The second time, she told Jiang Muyan her scent-blocking patch had loosened and that she really liked her pheromones, but Jiang Muyan didn’t get the hint.

Now she was offering Jiang Muyan egg tarts, and unsurprisingly, was rejected again.

Shen Xiaohui couldn’t understand—was it really as the Hongchuan High School forum said, that Jiang Muyan liked Cheng Jianli and had no interest in other pursuers?

Proud by nature, with striking beauty and countless admirers, Shen Xiaohui couldn’t comprehend what Jiang Muyan saw in Cheng Jianli, who was dirt poor, had a messy family situation, and was so cold and aloof.

And then there was the class representative position… Clearly, she was much more popular than Cheng Jianli, so why had the homeroom teacher given the role to Cheng Jianli? Just because she ranked first in the grade?

Though Cheng Jianli was undoubtedly qualified as class rep, Shen Xiaohui was still intensely jealous.

At this thought, Shen Xiaohui said, “Are you really not going to take it?”

Jiang Muyan replied, “No, you can give it to someone else.”

“Then I’ll throw it away,” Shen Xiaohui threatened, making a show of tossing the egg tarts into the nearby trash bin.

Jiang Muyan immediately protested, “Don’t waste food!”

Shen Xiaohui pouted, “Then take it.”

The hallway was crowded, with several students stopping to watch the spectacle.

“Thank you, but I really won’t accept it,” Jiang Muyan insisted.

As they were at a standstill, Cheng Jianli suddenly appeared from around the staircase corner. She had just returned from the English teacher’s office, her expression neutral, her captivating eyes like two pools of clear spring water. Noticing the situation with Jiang Muyan, she frowned slightly and walked straight back to Class 2 without a word.

Jiang Muyan panicked.

Whether it was because of Shen Xiaohui standing before her or something else, she quickly chased after Cheng Jianli. “Teacher Cheng! Wait for me!”

Shen Xiaohui stared blankly as Jiang Muyan left, her delicate face twisting in anger.

Cheng Jianli again!

Not only had she stolen the class rep position, but now she was taking the person Shen Xiaohui liked too. That penniless nobody couldn’t even afford a proper school uniform, hadn’t even presented yet—probably just a beta—what right did she have to act so high and mighty?

Shen Xiaohui hurled the box of egg tarts into the trash and stormed off in a rage.

Nearby, Luo Jiajia gaped at the dramatic scene and nudged Xu Yinghe. “What just happened?”

Xu Yinghe replied with her usual indifference, “Someone who wastes food just left.”

Luo Jiajia: “…”

“I’m going back,” Xu Yinghe said.

“Don’t go yet,” Luo Jiajia chased after her. “I still want to ask what’s been up with you lately—you’ve been so down.”

“I’m in a bad mood,” Xu Yinghe said.

“Is it because finals are coming up?” Luo Jiajia asked.

“That’s part of it.”

“Don’t worry, even if we flunk, we can always go home and inherit the family fortune,” Luo Jiajia joked.

Xu Yinghe glanced up at the sign for Class 4 next door, then irritably turned away. “Let’s go back to class.”

Meanwhile, Jiang Muyan anxiously caught up to Cheng Jianli, who was already at her desk doing homework.

Jiang Muyan sat down and leaned in close, whispering, “Teacher Cheng, why didn’t you wait for me?”

Cheng Jianli said, “Weren’t you busy?”

Jiang Muyan quickly replied, “I’m not busy at all!”

Lowering her gaze, Cheng Jianli noticed Jiang Muyan wasn’t holding the egg tarts and felt relieved, though she couldn’t shake her discomfort over Shen Xiaohui’s earlier actions toward Jiang Muyan.

Shen Xiaohui absolutely despised her—Cheng Jianli knew that all too well.

Calmly, Cheng Jianli asked, “Why didn’t you accept what she gave you? Last time, you said you didn’t like sandwiches or soy milk. This time, was it because you don’t like egg tarts?”

Jiang Muyan answered cautiously, “Didn’t you say she likes me? I didn’t dare take anything from her…”

“So you do know,” Cheng Jianli remarked.

“Of course I remember what you tell me,” Jiang Muyan mumbled, as if something had suddenly clicked in her mind. “Anyway, I don’t want her things… Besides, if I wanted to eat them, you could buy them for me.”

Hearing this, Cheng Jianli found Jiang Muyan endearing, though she only said softly, “I don’t have that much money.”

“Then I won’t eat them,” Jiang Muyan said earnestly. “I’ll only eat what you give me.”

After a pause, Cheng Jianli replied, “Let’s go after school. My treat.”

“Really?” Jiang Muyan blushed. “That’s too much—let me pay instead.”

“It’s fine,” Cheng Jianli insisted. “I’ll treat you. The scholarship from last semester just came in.”

Jiang Muyan grinned goofily. “You’re the best, Teacher Cheng.”

After a moment, Cheng Jianli added, “Don’t just accept things from anyone.”

Jiang Muyan scratched the back of her head and nodded.

After school, the two really did go to buy egg tarts—blueberry and milk-flavored, totaling sixty yuan.

Cheng Jianli said she’d wait at the counter while Jiang Muyan found a seat.

Jiang Muyan sat by the window, sipping ice water and scrolling through Hongchuan Seventh High’s forum.

Nothing particularly interesting popped up today—just a few posts about the sports festival, with art students sharing sketches of their class group photos.

Jiang Muyan spotted Class 2’s photo in the first post, along with chibi versions of the students. In the back left stood her and Cheng Jianli, the latter’s high ponytail and white sports uniform making her look soft and pretty.

The chibi version was adorable, though it didn’t quite capture Cheng Jianli’s usual demeanor.

In Jiang Muyan’s mind, her wife was always cool and composed, indifferent to everything—even during those moments, she could calmly say, “Come here and do me.”

She refreshed the page, and a new post instantly appeared:

[Chat | Does anyone know Cheng Jianli from Class 2, Grade 12?]

Jiang Muyan frowned slightly.

What was this?

She clicked in and saw the opening post explaining the purpose.

OP: Went to Class 2 after school today but didn’t see Cheng Jianli QAQ. Does anyone know where she goes after school? Urgent, waiting online (cat shaking cola.jpg)

The thread quickly gained traction.

1F: Cheng Jianli? You mean our grade’s top scorer?
2F: Replying to 1F—there’s only one Cheng Jianli in our grade, so yeah.
3F: Probably went home. Cheng Jianli doesn’t seem like the type to hang out after school.
4F: What do you need her for, OP?

OP replied: I’m a transfer student. I knew her before coming here and really want to see her again.

…

When Jiang Muyan saw the words “transfer student,” she suddenly recalled the day she took Cheng Jianli to fly a kite, only for Cheng Jianli to mention running into an acquaintance from the music festival.

Could this forum poster be that “Shi Ting” person?

Feeling sour, Jiang Muyan immediately typed: [Cheng Jianli doesn’t have time after school. She still has homework to do.]

Someone replied below: [That’s not true. I saw Cheng Jianli go to the egg tart shop with Jiang Muyan after school today.]

The poster: [Really? What’s the name of the egg tart shop?]

Floor 45: [Is it the one next to the bus stop? If so, it’s called “Lixue.”]

Floor 46: [Their egg tarts are freshly baked, so they take a while, but they’re really delicious. If you go now, you might still catch Cheng Jianli.]

The poster: [Thanks! I’m heading there right away!]

Jiang Muyan froze.

Who was this person, and why were they rushing to the egg tart shop to find Cheng Jianli?!

Could it really be Shi Ting?!

At this thought, Jiang Muyan quickly grabbed her backpack and hurried to the counter.

Cheng Jianli was waiting for the egg tarts when Jiang Muyan tugged at her arm.

Cheng Jianli turned around. “? What’s wrong?”

She noticed Jiang Muyan had her backpack and even her coat ready, and couldn’t help but ask, “Are you leaving? The egg tarts aren’t done yet.”

Jiang Muyan mumbled, “I don’t want them anymore.”

Cheng Jianli: “? They’re already in the oven. Now you don’t want them?”

Jiang Muyan said, “I think egg tarts are too hot. They don’t taste good.”

Cheng Jianli: “…”

“We already spent 60 yuan. Just wait a little longer,” Cheng Jianli assumed Jiang Muyan was just tired of waiting. “If you’re in a hurry, go wait in Uncle Liu’s car.”

Jiang Muyan didn’t want to admit she was rushing because that person was coming to find Cheng Jianli.

She could only say, “You really want to wait for the egg tarts?”

Cheng Jianli replied, “Mm.”

Jiang Muyan could never refuse Cheng Jianli. “O-okay… then I’ll wait with you.”

Since the egg tarts were made fresh, they took some time.

Jiang Muyan was just a little anxious—it wasn’t like she actually thought Cheng Jianli would do anything with that person. After all, Cheng Jianli had told her she wasn’t interested in dating during high school.

Speaking of which, Jiang Muyan remembered how, a few weeks ago, Cheng Jianli had asked her to seriously consider their relationship.

Were they classmates? Friends? Or something else?

The thought made Jiang Muyan uneasy because she didn’t know what answer Cheng Jianli wanted to hear.

If she were honest, she’d tell Cheng Jianli she had always thought of her as her wife.

But saying that would make Cheng Jianli angry…

After all, Cheng Jianli had repeatedly warned her not to call her that.

Jiang Muyan kept turning the matter over in her head when, about ten minutes later, a slightly excited voice suddenly called out from behind them:

“Cheng Jianli…? Is that you, Cheng Jianli?”

Both Cheng Jianli and Jiang Muyan turned around.

Cheng Jianli frowned at the vaguely familiar face.

Shi Ting seemed to have run all the way there. When she saw Cheng Jianli, she smiled sheepishly. “You really are here! I finally found you!”

Jiang Muyan: “…”

She actually came.

Even though she’d seen the forum post and mentally prepared herself, Jiang Muyan still felt annoyed.

Especially since last time, this person’s apple-scented pheromones had lingered on Cheng Jianli—something Jiang Muyan had found extremely irritating.

Cheng Jianli said, “You… are Shi Ting? If I remember correctly.”

Shi Ting replied sheepishly, “Yeah.”

Cheng Jianli recalled their previous encounter. “What a coincidence running into you here… Oh, this is my deskmate, Jiang Muyan.”

Jiang Muyan muttered, “Hello.”

Shi Ting also greeted her with a “Hello,” then turned back to Cheng Jianli. “Didn’t I mention before that I was transferring to Hongchuan No. 7 High? I just finished the paperwork this afternoon and was planning to visit Class 2 to see you. Who knew I’d bump into you here…”

Cheng Jianli replied, “Muyan and I came to buy egg tarts. We’ll be heading home soon.”

Shi Ting nodded. “By the way, I gave you my number last time—why didn’t you call?”

Cheng Jianli frowned in confusion. Of course she hadn’t called; she thought it was just politeness.

Noticing her expression, Jiang Muyan spoke up for her. “Sorry about that. We’ve been swamped with assignments lately—it completely slipped our minds.”

“It’s fine,” Shi Ting said, studying the girl in front of her. Her eyes were unexpectedly clear and bright, giving off an immediate impression of sincerity. “Are you buying egg tarts? Let me pay for them.”

She reached for her phone to scan the payment, but Cheng Jianli stopped her. “No need. We’ve already paid. Besides, we just met—we can’t let you cover the bill.”

“I’m new to Hongchuan No. 7 and don’t have many friends yet,” Shi Ting said with a smile. “If there’s anything else you’d like, I’ll get it for you. Maybe another day, you could show me around the school?”

Cheng Jianli answered earnestly, “We’ll all be classmates soon—no need to be so formal. If you need someone to guide you, you can—”

“You’ll show me around? That’s amazing!” Shi Ting cut her off, beaming with excitement.

Jiang Muyan: “???”

Where did this person come from? How was she even more overly familiar than she was!

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