a ruthless beta

Shen Linglong smiled slightly, turned and left.

After a while, Omega's figure quickly disappeared from Wen Ya's sight.

Wen Ya blankly glanced at Shen Linglong's leaving direction, and quickly looked away without interest.

What Shen Linglong said just now did not affect him in the slightest, he was indifferent, and there was no wave in his heart.

Marquis?

Wen Ya couldn't help twitching the corners of his lips, but there was no smile on his face.

This omega is indeed smart, smarter than the average omega, but it's too smart.

Too smart...that's stupid.

Too smart and has a high opinion of himself.

True.

The status of the marquis is indeed second only to the duke and the orthodox royal family, and his status is extremely high.

Also as he said, if he gets engaged to him, his position will definitely be more stable then.

But he forgot one thing.

He is the only son and the first in line heir. He doesn't have any brothers and sisters, and doesn't need to compete with anyone for power. His position is already very stable, and he doesn't need the so-called marriage to strengthen his position.

Furthermore.

To put it bluntly, no matter how high the status of the Marquis is, in the eyes of the orthodox royal family, that is, his orthodox heir, the Marquis is nothing more than a title at best.

To put it bluntly, it is just a simple word.

The going and staying of the person on the title is completely determined by a word from him, the orthodox heir to the royal family.

Whether to stay or to leave obediently is just a matter of one sentence.

This omega may not think highly of himself.

He really doesn't like stupid omegas who just want to marry someone, but he doesn't like smart ones like him either.

As for what he claimed to be the most suitable candidate for his wife... it was up to him to decide who was the most suitable.

Besides...

Wen Ya paused for a moment.

——Did he ever say that he would definitely marry an omega?

at the same time.

Getting up early and Xia Qingning went to the E-level teaching building, Jing Yiyan said goodbye to Xia Qingning as usual, entered class E-10, and then sat down in her own seat.

After sitting down, Jing Yiyan not only sighed slightly in his heart.

A new day's classroom, the eternal routine of copying questions.

Although he was already tired and bored with this routine, he could clearly feel that his knowledge reserve was increasing a little bit.

Since it is useful, we can only accept our fate and continue copying.

……

in the afternoon.

The first class in the afternoon is Biology.

A group of BAs who reported biology entered the classroom listlessly.

They came to the classroom feeling like they hated biology so much.

Since the gentle biology omega tutor started to learn with the old professor of history, and began to ask questions and then punished them for copying if they couldn't answer, biology class is like torture for them now.

Not only that, but they even felt that this omega mentor, whom they had always thought was very gentle and considerate, had become extremely annoying.

The students in the class arrived in the classroom one after another, and not long after, Jing Yiyan also arrived.

When he arrived at the classroom, he took out his notebook as usual.

He concentrated on copying the questions without distraction, as if nothing around him could disturb him.

A few minutes later, there was a sound of a chair being dragged beside him.

You don't have to look back to know the answer.

The crow has arrived.

Jing Yiyan didn't look back.

Although Wen Ya punished him for copying the questions, but no matter what, Wen Ya, as a dignified prince, condescended to teach him, and he was implicated so many times and punished him for copying... , he shouldn't even hate him.

After all, in the final analysis, it was all because he couldn't answer the questions he asked.

Moreover, Wen Ya asked him to punish him for copying, and from a certain aspect, it was indeed for his own good.

Now he has copied half of the questions, and he has basically memorized the questions he has copied deeply in his mind.

He can even be very sure that if he gets these questions in the monthly exam, he will never answer them wrong.

...but saying so.

He has been sleepless for the past few days, accompanied by the pen day and night, his wrists are sore and his fingers are weak. Although he can still be sober and rational, he really doesn't want to see Wen Ya's face.

But he didn't have time to see anyone right now.

He was busy copying the questions.

It was noisy between classes, and the surrounding BAs gathered in twos and threes to chat.

Jing Yiyan sat in his seat, as if completely isolated from the surrounding scene, unaffected in the slightest.

He wrote vigorously, with a focused expression.

Wen Ya sat down gracefully on the seat, his eyes almost uncontrollably glanced towards the side of him.

Looking at it lightly, I saw that the other party was copying the questions with a serious expression, concentrating on it, and not being influenced by the outside world.

Seeing this, Wen Ya half-curved her fingers, and gently clasped the table with her raised knuckles.

"How much did you copy?" Wen Ya asked slowly.

"..." It doesn't make sense.

"Student Jing Yiyan."

"..." still doesn't make sense.

Jing Yiyan is busy and doesn't really want to talk to him.

Being ignored for the first time, Wen Ya didn't feel annoyed, but couldn't help curling the corners of her lips, thinking it was very interesting.

It seems that the other party really hates him a little bit.

Not a lie.

Wen Ya was very interested, and suddenly changed his tone, saying: "Student Jing Yiyan, the teacher is talking to you."

Wen Ya's words fell, and as expected, the pen in someone's hand stopped suddenly.

……teacher?

Jing Yiyan turned around in a daze, frowning, with obvious doubts on his face.

He didn't speak, but his extremely strange eyes have completely expressed his psychological lines at the moment: teacher?who?

Wen Ya said concisely and frankly: "I."

Jing Yiyan's eyes suddenly became more bewildered.

Obviously, he couldn't understand.

But soon, he suddenly reacted.

Jing Yiyan: "..."

Wen Ya went to the library to give him a class on Saturday. To be honest, Wen Ya was indeed just like what he said... he was his teacher.

If it is more serious, every time he sees Wen Ya, he should call Wen Ya seriously and respectfully as a teacher like any other tutor in the school.

Seeing someone's expression suddenly became very silent, Wen Ya knew that he had reacted.

Then, Wen Ya had a serious expression, and said solemnly: "Student Jing Yiyan should respect the teacher, how can he ignore the teacher."

Jing Yiyan: "..."

Jing Yiyan's eyelids twitched.

The next second, Jing Yiyan suddenly waved at Wen Ya, motioning Wen Ya to approach.

Although Wen Ya was puzzled, he obediently moved closer.

Then, Jing Yiyan suddenly came up to him.

Wen Ya froze.

This is not the first time the two have been so close, this is the second time.

But the difference is that Wen Ya took the initiative for the first time.

But this time... it was Jing Yiyan who took the initiative.

Jing Yiyan took the initiative to approach, his warm breath gushing on the side of Wen Ya's slender and fair neck.

A thin layer of red gradually appeared on the side of Wen Ya's neck.

But he didn't know it.

Those who approached actively did not notice it at all.

Then, next to Wen Ya's ear, Jing Yiyan's deliberately low voice came.

Accompanied by the intoxicating fragrance of roses on his body, it floated over together.

"Teacher." Jing Yiyan's voice was low, with a hint of seduction in it, "Can I... beat you up."

After Jing Yiyan finished speaking, he immediately backed away.

Wen Ya was caught off guard and lost his voice.

After 2 minutes, he came back to his senses. He looked at the other party's serious and serious expression, and couldn't help laughing again.

With an uncontrollable smile, Wen Ya replied equally seriously, "Yes, but you may not be able to beat me."

Jing Yiyan: "..."

Although he didn't want to admit it, he felt that what Wen Ya should have said was true.

Jing Yiyan suddenly felt that everything was extremely boring, he silently looked away, not wanting to talk to Wen Ya again, and started to write again.

Seeing that Jing Yiyan didn't want to talk to him anymore after listening to his reply, so Wen Ya changed his words.

Wen Ya thought for a while, then replied in a deep voice: "But I can open a back door for you, let me let you in."

This is an exceptional exception for Smell the Crow.

You know, from childhood to adulthood, no one had the guts or the ability to beat him up.

But someone who was extra favored wasn't interested.

Jing Yiyan: "No, I suddenly lost interest."

Almost without thinking, Wen Ya asked, "Why?"

Jing Yiyan's voice paused.

He frowned, and finally couldn't help but said: "Teacher, do you have so many words in the first place?"

After Jing Yiyan finished asking, Wen Ya's voice followed suit.

After two elective courses, Wen Ya returned to the apartment.

Not long after returning to the apartment, Duan Xizhao knocked on the door and told him to go to the cafeteria to have dinner together.

When I arrived at the apartment, I looked up and saw Wen Ya standing in the apartment frowning, with a very confused expression on his face.

Duan Xizhao showed an inexplicable expression, "...what's wrong?"

Wen Ya frowned, and asked himself suspiciously, "...do I talk a lot?"

Duan Xizhao, who usually asked Wen Ya questions for a long time and didn't get a half-word response, suddenly coughed violently.

Duan Xizhao looked at Wen Ya in horror, "Who the hell said that?? If you talk too much, then in this world, except for the dumb, everyone else is chattering!"

Wen Ya's brows were still furrowed.

Wen Ya: "But he said I talk a lot."

Duan Xizhao asked subconsciously, "Did you say..."

Halfway through, I suddenly realized something.

Duan Xizhao's eyes lit up, it was the excitement of discovering the gossip and the big melon.

Duan Xizhao: "Who? Which omega? Which class? You tell me, I'll go to him and ask the reason!"

Duan Xizhao quickly popped up a series of questions.

Wen Ya twitched his eyebrows, and looked at Duan Xizhao.

Duan Xizhao immediately hid the gossip expression on his face, straightened his face, and looked extremely serious.

Wen Ya withdrew his gaze expressionlessly.

Duan Xizhao scratched his heart and lungs curiously.

Who is it? !

To think that Wen Ya is a dumb person who talks too much? ? !

……

the other side.

There is another history elective tomorrow afternoon.

I don’t dare to be fined for copying again, I’m afraid that if Wen Ya is punished for copying again, by that time on Saturday, I’ll make 400 mistakes for one question, so the night before, Jing Yiyan stayed up all night, turned on the lights and fought hard, memorizing knowledge points , Memorize notes.

Fearing that the professor would ask him some other tricky questions again, he specifically searched for a lot of other incomparably detailed contents related to the contents of the textbook, including everything that could be thought of.

In order to confirm the accuracy of the information, he even compared the web pages of several websites with each other.

Jing Yiyan didn't fall asleep until around six o'clock in the morning.

Jing Yiyan slept for just over an hour, and had to get up early to go to the classroom.

He couldn't sleep in class, so he was almost holding on to his energy, trying to keep his eyes open and not close them to fall asleep.

Fortunately, I can rest for a while at noon. After lunch, Jing Yiyan recovered a little bit of energy on the bed in the dormitory, and then set off for the history classroom.

On the way to the history classroom, Jing Yiyan was still secretly memorizing knowledge points and memorizing notes in his heart.

Jing Yiyan was so focused that he happened to meet Wen Ya on the way, but he didn't notice it.

He walked straight past Wen Ya, without looking sideways, without any reaction.

Seeing someone, Wen Ya, who was about to say hello, saw this scene, and his voice suddenly paused.

He pursed his lips, his eyes darkened.

It seems that he... is really hated very thoroughly.

Wen Ya felt that no matter how much he hated him, it didn't matter.

But now he suddenly realized...he didn't seem to like this.

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