The Green Tea Omega Has Turned Bad - Chapter 9

Yan Xia’s expression froze: There’s really no need to be this persistent about studying.

However, bathed in Shang Wandong’s earnest gaze, she couldn’t bring herself to say a word of refusal. She could only lower her head obediently: “Alright.”

Seeing this, Shang Wandong nodded with great satisfaction.

After the bell rang, the two returned to the teaching building.

When they parted ways at the entrance of Class A, Shang Wandong said to her, “You can come find me to review together after eight tonight.”

Yan Xia’s eyes lit up: “You actually agreed?!”

She wished she could grab the clock hands and spin them straight to eight o’clock.

Shang Wandong nodded and handed her several bottles of medicine from the infirmary.

As if instructing a child to take their medicine, she reminded her solemnly, “Remember to take them according to the instructions. Follow the doctor’s orders.”

Yan Xia was stunned for a moment, and her lips curled up uncontrollably: “Don’t worry.”

She thought to herself: Actually, Shang Wandong is quite a nice person. Her emotional intelligence might be a bit low, but at least she knows how to care for people.

It’s just that her way of caring is a bit like my mom’s…

Yan Xia held the medicine, her eyes crinkling into crescents. Her pale face suddenly became vivid.

The tips of her ears flushed red: “Then, I’m going back to class first!”

“Goodbye.”

Shang Wandong stood in place, watching the other girl walk into the classroom before turning to enter through the back door of her own class.

The aura around her instantly turned cold.

At this moment, the second period had just ended, and the classroom was at its most boisterous and noisy. But when Shang Wandong entered, all sound vanished for a heartbeat.

Many gazes fell upon her simultaneously.

As Shang Wandong walked through the crowd, the people automatically parted like Moses parting the Red Sea. Wherever she passed, the voices of others instinctively dropped to a whisper.

At the back of the classroom, a group of people were huddled together discussing something in hushed tones, their eyes darting toward Shang Wandong from time to time.

Shang Wandong didn’t care and walked past them.

One of them gathered the courage to call out to her: “Shang… Shang Wandong.”

Shang Wandong looked at her and asked calmly, “What is it?”

The girl hesitated for a moment before asking, “Why were you talking to that person?”

Shang Wandong stopped her pace and looked sideways: “Who?”

“The one from Class F,” another person couldn’t help but chime in. “The girl who gets bullied so badly by her own classmates. She’s Yan Siqiu’s biological older sister, right?”

“There’s a reason she gets bullied. Just looking at her face makes me feel gloomy… it’s so creepy. Yan Siqiu is clearly so pretty and has such good grades! Why is her sister so different from her?”

“I don’t know, it’s pretty strange.”

“She has a name,” Shang Wandong said suddenly, her expression cold. “Her name is Yan Xia.”

A bitter, salty sea-breeze scent diffused aggressively through the air.

Meeting her gaze, the girl couldn’t help but shudder.

“B-but, it’s better if you don’t get too close to her,” she pushed on through her fear. “That Yan Xia has a very bad reputation… being too close to her will affect you.”

Shang Wandong glanced at her and started walking toward her seat: “Who I get close to is none of your business.”

The girl’s face instantly flushed a deep red, overwhelmed by embarrassment.

Several of her friends couldn’t help but feel indignant: “How can you say that? Xiaoyu was doing it for your own good…”

Without looking back, Shang Wandong replied tonelessly: “Thanks, but it’s not needed.”

Amidst the comfort of her friends, Xiaoyu could only stare at her back, biting her lip in resentment.

Meanwhile, Shang Wandong returned to her seat, took out a test paper, and began solving problems.

She was absentmindedly calculating equations when, in a moment of distraction, her black ink pen wrote the two characters for “Yan Xia” on the scratch paper.

She stared fixedly at those two characters for a moment of silence, then crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it into her drawer.

“I’m sorry!”

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Zhu Yuxing clenched his teeth, his cheeks flushing a deep, bloody red as he bowed his head deeply toward Yan Xia.

Yan Xia sat in her seat, looking up at him with a face full of surprise.

The others didn’t dare utter a sound, sitting quietly in their seats to watch the drama unfold.

“These are your textbooks; a new batch has been ordered from the Academic Affairs Office.” Beside Zhu Yuxing, a man in a suit placed a brand-new set of textbooks on Yan Xia’s desk. He asked meticulously, “Miss Yan Xia, are you satisfied with his apology?”

This man was surnamed Lin, a secretary sent by the Shang family to handle the matter of Zhu Yuxing’s expulsion.

She hadn’t expected Shang Wandong to be so efficient a woman of her word to actually arrange for Zhu Yuxing to be expelled.

Yan Xia tilted her head, thought for a moment, and said, “I’m not satisfied.”

Everyone gasped, suppressing the excitement on their faces as they quickly shared the gossip on their phones.

Zhu Yuxing took a deep breath, swallowing his rage: “I’m sorry. What do I have to do so you won’t have me expelled? I’ll do anything.”

Behind him, a noblewoman adorned in gold and silver also pleaded with a face full of sorrow: “Miss Yan, please just forgive my son! He’s still young; it’s only natural for him to make mistakes. How about this: give him one more chance, he promises he’ll never do it again…”

Seeing Yan Xia’s frail appearance, she assumed Yan Xia was soft-hearted. She continued to play the victim, tears streaming down her face: “It’s already the second year of high school, a critical period. If he’s expelled now, how can we find a new school so quickly?”

Yan Xia looked at Zhu Yuxing and asked softly, “Really? You’ll do anything?”

She spoke with a lack of stamina, her face always carrying a hint of illness, making her appear quite weak.

Zhu Yuxing nodded vigorously, his heart suddenly feeling lighter: A coward like Yan Xia, with such a soft temper, definitely wouldn’t dare go too far. This whole thing will finally be over.

To his surprise, Yan Xia leaned back against her chair with a look of fear: “But I don’t want to go to school with you. You should just be expelled.”

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