"Jiang Hanzhou."
"Jiang Hanzhou!"
When the teacher entered, Zhou Yinan's voice filled the quiet classroom.
"Students in the last row, please come out for a moment, I have something to say."
Zhou Yinan couldn't help but be shocked when she saw the physiology teacher's menacing face.
Jiang Hanzhou?
How could Jiang Hanzhou, the student council president who differentiated into a top-tier Alpha last year, possibly write love letters to Song Ling!
Two of the four afternoon classes were physiology classes. Song Ling didn't understand why the school scheduled so many of these subjects, which didn't require exams. But thinking about it, at their age, it was time they started to value this kind of knowledge. This little school was actually quite considerate. This thought made Song Ling's impression of the school improve slightly.
Zhou Yinan also read the so-called love letter that Jiang Hanzhou wrote to him during dinner that night.
A single sheet of paper, just a few lines of text, made even a normally carefree Alpha blush with embarrassment.
"Jiang Hanzhou is quite capable," Zhou Yinan couldn't help but praise.
"He knows nothing! Is that all I am?"
Song Ling pointed at the letter and asked, "I am a top-tier Alpha, after all. It's one thing to say that he has a slim waist and long legs, but what's with saying that his butt is perky? What does it have to do with Jiang Hanzhou whether his butt is perky or not?"
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Chapter 2
Chapter 2
Can I sleep with you?
Zhou Yinan couldn't help but glance behind Song Ling, thinking that she was indeed well-endowed, but he didn't dare to say it out loud. If he did, Song Ling would beat him up.
The two were eating when a plate was suddenly placed opposite them.
"What a coincidence."
A familiar voice reached Song Ling's ears. She looked up and immediately saw Jiang Hanzhou's ambiguous smile. This man was tall and had a good figure. His hair was neatly combed, and he wore frameless glasses. He exuded the aura of a "refined scoundrel."
"What a coincidence, senior." Jiang Hanzhou was a repeat student, so Zhou Yinan didn't think it was a big deal to call him senior.
Jiang Hanzhou glanced at their plates and said, "They're still growing, so this isn't enough for them. How about I treat you?"
Just as Zhou Yinan was about to speak, Song Ling picked up both of their plates.
"No need, we're both on a diet."
"We don't encourage dieting to lose weight," Jiang Hanzhou said with a smile.
Song Ling didn't speak to the man again, glanced at Jiang Hanzhou, and turned to leave.
"I'm sorry, senior, that's just Ling's temper. He's a really good person, so please don't blame him."
"No, it won't happen." Jiang Hanzhou's smile remained gentle.
"We're leaving now, take your time eating." Zhou Yinan said goodbye and followed Song Ling.
Song Ling has long legs, and she walks with incredible speed. By the time Zhou Yinan caught up with her, they were almost at the playground.
"Hey, do you have a problem with Jiang Hanzhou?" Zhou Yinan asked.
Song Ling is usually quite arrogant, but he never gives people attitude for no reason. Has he gotten himself into a bad mood today?
Song Ling glanced back at Zhou Yinan and said, "Jiang Hanzhou's father has dealt with my mother's company before. His father is not someone to be trifled with, and he's no pushover either. There's definitely something wrong with him choosing to repeat a year at this lousy school instead of going to a prestigious university."
"Didn't you also come from the capital?" Zhou Yinan said.
The capital city is the economic center of the empire. Zhou Yinan has met two people from there: Jiang Hanzhou and Song Ling. Both of them are incredibly handsome.
Song Ling was disobedient and insisted on going to the military, so his mother sent him here. As for Jiang Hanzhou, I heard he was admitted to Beicheng University last year, but he changed his mind at the last minute and went to retake the exam. Zhou Yinan will never understand what this good student is thinking. If he could go to Beicheng University, he would be happy to learn to be a chef, operate an excavator, or do pedicures.
Song Ling flicked Zhou Yinan's head: "How can it be the same? I was forced to come, otherwise I wouldn't have come."
If someone hadn't been whispering in his mother's ear, he wouldn't have ended up in a place like this.
The anger in Song Ling's heart was instantly ignited.
Many young masters in the capital have very chaotic private lives, and Jiang Hanzhou has been a restless person since childhood. Although Song Ling is a top-tier Alpha, he is preoccupied with becoming a commander in the military, and after his differentiation, he doesn't have much interest in such matters.
Jiang Hanzhou is something else. There are so many smooth-talking Omegas both on and off campus, why pick on him, an Alpha, to tease? Does he look like the kind of person who would lie in bed and let other Alphas bite his glands?
"Fuck..."
He kicked a dead branch from the roadside far away.
The two were walking under the streetlights when suddenly everything went dark.
He was hit on the back of the head with a stick, and as he fell to the ground, Song Ling realized that he had been covered with a sack.
There's even a bastard at Songxian No. 1 Middle School who dares to put a sack over his head.
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I don't know how long I was unconscious. When I woke up, my hands and feet were tied up.
"Boss, he's awake."
Someone whispered something in my ear in a very obsequious tone.
Footsteps approached, and Song Ling felt someone standing in front of him. Before he could speak, a foot stepped on his shoulder.
"So you're the one who hit my man?"
"It's me."
The man covered him with a sack, clearly not wanting him to know who he was; what a cowardly act.
He stepped on Song Ling's foot with some force, and Song Ling's shoulder hurt terribly.
"You dare to touch my man? You injured one of his hands, I'll cripple your arm. That's not too much to ask, is it?"
“If you dare touch Brother Ling, I’ll tell the teacher!” Zhou Yinan, who was tied up to the side, said.
Zhou Yinan is a rather timid Alpha, so Song Ling was quite touched that he was willing to speak up for her and tell the teacher.
"Go ahead and do it."
Song Ling said coldly, "Songxian No. 1 Middle School is such a small place. These people made a move today, and tomorrow he will have the opportunity to thoroughly investigate this person."
"That's pretty bold."
The man lifted his foot, about to stomp down hard, when someone shouted from not far away.
"Boss, that sissy from last time showed up. He said he called the police!"
"You believed him when he said he called the police? Keep an eye on him, I'll go out and check."
As the footsteps faded into the distance, Song Ling had a moment to spare. She took out a pair of nail clippers from her pocket and began to cut the ropes binding her hands, one by one.
"Brother Ling, someone's come to rescue us."
"Who knows if they're friend or foe?"
It took Song Ling a lot of effort to remove the rope from his hands. He yanked off the sack covering him and found himself in an abandoned factory.
These people are quite organized.
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There was a commotion outside, it sounded like a fight had broken out. Song Ling untied the ropes binding her feet and rushed out.
There was no one else outside the door, only a thin figure.
"Brother Ling."
"Luo Wenchuan?"
The child's glasses were slightly crooked, and there was a bruise near the corner of his eye.
“They hit you!” Song Ling stepped forward and carefully checked Luo Wenchuan to see if he was hurt.
Luo Wenchuan shook his head and said, "It's okay, they ran away. I told them I called the police."
"He's pretty cowardly."
Song Ling smiled.
Seeing Song Ling come out on his own, Luo Wenchuan asked him, "Brother Ling, are you injured?"
"It's nothing, just a headache."
As the two were talking, Zhou Yinan's shouting came from inside the warehouse.
Song Ling slapped his forehead: "I forgot, there's still one person."
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It was getting late, so the three of them went back to Song Ling's rented room in Song County.
It's a small two-bedroom apartment in a good school district, but the rent is quite high.
Song Ling turned on the light, let the two of them sit down, and took out her device to order some takeout.
"Those people were too ruthless. If Xiao Luo hadn't arrived early, we would have suffered a great loss." Zhou Yinan sat on the sofa rubbing her chest, feeling very fortunate.
During lunch, Song Ling told me that he had saved an Omega at noon, and now this little Omega has come to repay his kindness. It's quite a coincidence.