The Green Tea Omega Has Turned Bad - Chapter 37

System: “Host, this wave of yours is truly satisfying! Positive points +100! Totaling 1450 points.”

Yan Xia nodded: “Not bad. Let’s go home.”

She stood up and walked toward the classroom. The system was stunned for a moment: “Are you just going to ignore them?”

“Ignore them,” Yan Xia said indifferently. “Let them fend for themselves.”

System: “…You are a ruthless person.”

Yan Xia raised her chin slightly and chuckled softly: “It is simply an eye for an eye.”

“Yan Xia is truly too much!”

He Xiaoyu’s face was ashen, followed by an infuriated Wen Han as the two of them returned to the empty classroom.

More than half an hour had passed since school was dismissed. Not many people remained in the class, with only a few scattered students on duty mopping the floor.

Seeing them return, someone asked, “Where did you guys go just now? You arrived so late; we are about to lock the classroom.”

He Xiaoyu asked coldly, “Where is Yan Xia?”

“She went home a long time ago,” that person added. “She left together with Shang Wandong.”

Wen Han immediately trembled all over with rage.

She had not expected that Yan Xia would actually just leave like that!

They had been locked in the dirty and messy equipment room, nearly scared out of their wits. They stayed there for over half an hour, covered in the smell of sweat and dust.

Fortunately, a security guard patrolling nearby heard their cries for help and quickly let the two disheveled girls out.

After this ordeal, He Xiaoyu’s resentment toward Yan Xia reached its peak.

She muttered, “I have to think of a way to mess with her.”

Wen Han said in a low voice, “I feel like she isn’t someone easy to deal with. What if she counterattacks again like today?”

He Xiaoyu took out her phone, opened the school forum, and the corners of her mouth curled up in an eerie smile.

“…If she cannot find out who did it, how can she counterattack?”

Meanwhile, far away in the villa, Yan Xia had already finished her bath, put on comfortable pajamas, and was lightheartedly knocking on Shang Wandong’s bedroom door.

She walked into the room with practiced familiarity and sat on the edge of the bed with a beaming smile: “Sister, did you take your medicine tonight?”

“I didn’t,” Shang Wandong, who was at the desk, glanced at her. “Get down from there.”

Yan Xia pouted and obediently sat down beside her, resting her chin on the back of the chair.

“Why didn’t you take it?” She blinked her eyes. “Are you afraid of the bitterness again?”

Shang Wandong’s expression was calm: “I simply forgot to take it.”

Yan Xia squinted at her and suddenly asked, “If I didn’t come to remind you, would you have forgotten until tomorrow?”

Shang Wandong was speechless, her gaze dropping to the floor like a puppy that had done something wrong.

Yan Xia stood up, her hands on her hips, feigning anger: “Where is the medicine?”

Shang Wandong whispered, “In the backpack.”

Shang Wandong’s backpack was very simple and did not contain many things. Yan Xia found the granules and oral liquid in the inner compartment and immediately moved to prepare them for her.

“The school doctor said three times a day,” she said with conviction. “Not a single time can be missed, do you understand?”

Shang Wandong nodded silently.

Hot water was poured into the porcelain bowl, and the dark brown medicinal powder instantly dissolved into a thick liquid as white steam rose upward.

Yan Xia held the small bowl and blew on it a few times before gently handing it to her: “Be careful, it’s hot.”

Smelling the unpleasant scent of the medicine, Shang Wandong’s nose twitched, and she unconsciously knitted her brows.

Is it really that bitter?

Yan Xia suppressed a smile and asked, “Shall I go get a candy for you?”

Shang Wandong said woodenly, “No need, I have some.”

She pulled open the drawer at her side and took out a bag of candies in transparent packaging, placing them on the table.

Good heavens, she was actually secretly hiding candy, and such a large bag at that!

Yan Xia leaned in for a closer look and asked, “Sister, can I try one?”

Shang Wandong: “Of course you can.”

Yan Xia casually took one, peeled off the golden candy wrapper, and placed it in her mouth.

A familiar sour and sweet aroma, beautiful and fresh, spread across the tip of her tongue like an orchard in midsummer. Yan Xia was stunned for a moment: “…It’s lemon flavored.”

She instinctively glanced at Shang Wandong.

…It shouldn’t mean what I think it means, right?

Shang Wandong finally finished the medicine in one gulp. Her expression was very vivid; her slender eyebrows twitched a few times, and she could not control her face from wrinkling up.

It was as if she had put on a mask of pain.

Yan Xia could not help but burst into laughter: “Pfft, hahaha… is it really that bitter?”

Shang Wandong looked at her gloomily.

While laughing, Yan Xia hurriedly handed her water: “Don’t be angry, quick, take a sip.”

Shang Wandong tilted her head back and vigorously gulped down half a cup. When she set the cup down, her expression returned to tranquility, turning back into that impenetrable wooden person.

Yan Xia patted her back, comforting her as if smoothing out fur: “It’s not bitter anymore, right? Do you want a candy?”

Shang Wandong glanced at her, pursed her lips, peeled the candy Yan Xia handed over, and ate it.

The lemon candy rolled on the tip of her tongue. She looked at the laptop screen and let out a soft sigh.

Yan Xia helped her clean the bowl and utensils and then returned to the desk.

Shang Wandong was leaning against the back of the chair, her gaze focused on the images on the screen with a relaxed demeanor.

On the screen, a woman was running forward accompanied by heavy panting. The camera shook violently and froze on the back of her head; the woman looked back from time to time with an uneasy expression.

Yan Xia was somewhat surprised: “Are you watching a movie?”

Shang Wandong: “Yes.”

Yan Xia pulled her chair forward a bit and asked curiously, “Is it ‘The Chorus’ that the teacher assigned?”

“No,” Shang Wandong said. “It is something else.”

Just as she finished speaking, the woman let out a scream, and a claw pierced through her chest, dragging her back and leaving a trail of mottled bloodstains.

Good heavens, this was actually a horror movie?!

Yan Xia clicked her tongue: “Won’t you be unable to sleep tonight if you watch this?”

Shang Wandong shook her head and said concisely, “No.”

Yan Xia: “Do you like watching horror movies?”

Shang Wandong said softly, “Not exactly. I just heard the plot is brain-burning, and I am quite interested in brain-burning themes.”

Yan Xia thought to herself: Me too!

On the surface, however, she put on a fearful expression and said weakly, “Then you are truly amazing. I don’t dare to watch these things; I will have nightmares at night.”

Shang Wandong looked at her and reminded, “You are an Alpha.”

“What’s wrong with being an Alpha?” Yan Xia puffed out her cheeks and protested with an innocent look, “Can an Alpha not be afraid of ghosts? Can an Alpha not be weak? You are using gender stereotypes!”

Shang Wandong was at a loss for words: “…I did not mean that.”

Yan Xia looked at her with puffed cheeks, like a bloated pufferfish.

Shang Wandong added, “This movie has a 97% approval rating among Alpha viewers. I simply thought you would be interested in it.”

Yan Xia: Then you certainly guessed correctly.

She coughed a few times and smiled softly: “No, I rarely watch these because they are truly scary.”

Shang Wandong nodded: “I see.”

The two continued to watch. On the dim screen, the woman was dragged down and disemboweled. Because it was not censored, the scene was once very bloody.

“Ah!”

Yan Xia suddenly let out a cry of surprise and tightly grabbed Shang Wandong’s arm, hiding behind her and trembling very theatrically: “Oh my! It’s so scary!”

Shang Wandong pressed the mouse to pause the video.

She looked at Yan Xia’s panicked and pitiful expression and only said, “You are gripping me so hard it hurts.”

Yan Xia: “…Sister, aren’t you going to comfort me?”

She blinked her eyes, her gaze shimmering as if she had suffered a great grievance.

Hearing this, Shang Wandong was about to speak, but she saw the other person widen her eyes and say loudly, “You are not allowed to transfer money again!”

Shang Wandong: “…I won’t transfer it.”

“Oh.” Yan Xia resumed her weak expression from just now and said in a low, gentle voice, “That’s good then.”

She heard Shang Wandong say stiffly, “Otherwise, shall we change to a different one?” Then she reached out and gently patted Yan Xia’s back.

Yan Xia: “…That won’t be necessary.”

“Sister, you won’t be able to find a wife like this,” she said with a stern face. “She will be angered to death by you!”

A trace of helplessness appeared on Shang Wandong’s face. She turned her head and stared seriously at the movie screen for a long while.

A question mark appeared over Yan Xia’s head: “What are you doing?”

Shang Wandong turned back and said very sincerely, “I am looking for it. But I don’t know where the scary parts are.”

Yan Xia: ???

Excuse me? Is that the main point???

She immediately felt her fists harden, and her blood pressure rose.

Seeing Yan Xia’s gradually angry expression, Shang Wandong knew she had said the wrong thing again. She wisely shut her mouth and silently looked up at her.

“Sister, at a time like this, you just need to say something nice, like ‘don’t be afraid, I’m here.’ That’s it!” Yan Xia stood up and poked her wooden head. “Nothing else matters! Do you understand!”

Shang Wandong then obediently nodded: “I understand.”

Yan Xia let out a sigh of relief, and her out-of-control expression gradually smoothed over.

She sat down, crossed her arms, and said stiffly, “Repeat it once.”

Shang Wandong, like Siri, said calmly and without emotion, “Don’t be afraid, I’m here.”

Although it sounded very reliable, she seemed more like an emotionless killer.

“No, too cold.” Yan Xia frowned and commanded, “Be a bit more passionate; it needs to be full of care!”

Shang Wandong then repeated in an exaggerated declamatory tone: “Don’t be afraid! I am here!”

Yan Xia: “…That seems a bit too much again.”

Shang Wandong looked at her in confusion and innocence.

Yan Xia suddenly felt like a programmer debugging a program, repeatedly testing through lines of erroneous code.

In the original book, Shang Wandong was exactly like this like a vivid AI: cold, precise, and devoid of emotion. Even when arguing, she always maintained a calm, collected, and wave-less appearance.

This meant that to make Shang Wandong fall in love with her, she had to teach her what love is and how to express love normally.

“The tone should be a bit gentler,” Yan Xia taught patiently. “Think of your favorite thing.”

Shang Wandong thought for a moment, her expression softened, and she said softly, “Don’t be afraid, I’m here.”

Yan Xia was slightly satisfied: “Not bad, that has the right feel to it. What did you think of just now?”

Shang Wandong answered, “Lemon candy.”

Yan Xia’s heart skipped a beat, and she asked, “You like lemon flavor?”

Shang Wandong nodded: “I like it.”

Within her straightforward and clear gaze, Yan Xia was stunned for a moment and unnaturally moved her eyes away.

Although her pheromone was lemon-scented, the female lead’s external pheromone was lime…

Shang Wandong should just simply like lemons.

Yes, it must be so.

Shang Wandong asked in confusion, “What’s wrong with you?”

Yan Xia looked at the screen and said in a small voice, “Nothing, let’s keep watching.”

The image began to move again.

Yan Xia did not pretend to be afraid anymore. She leaned loosely against Shang Wandong, unconsciously drawn in by the brain-burning plot, watching with total focus.

By the time she snapped out of it, the film was approaching its end. It was an open ending where the antagonist and the protagonist joined hands and remained at large.

The cast list began to jump out line by line.

Yan Xia rubbed her neck and muttered, “It was quite good.”

Shang Wandong said in a low voice, “Indeed.”

The light blue glow from the screen shifted on her face, spreading out like clear water ripples, highlighting the flow of her eyes and the intertwining of light and shadow, as if in a dream.

Yan Xia’s eyes flickered. She leaned in, placed one hand on Shang Wandong’s shoulder, and whispered, “Then can I sleep with you tonight? I’m scared.”

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