The omega hounding Fang Fengqin was named Wei Jinlin. He was the one who had gone into heat and fainted in the locker room that day, and he was now insisting that Fang Fengqin take responsibility.
Fang Fengqin thought it was absolute bullshit, but this was a situation where no amount of explanation would clear his name.
“Everyone knows you gave me a temporary mark. You have to take responsibility for me.” Wei Jinlin blocked Fang Fengqin’s path, looking at him with red, tear-rimmed eyes.
Fang Fengqin hadn’t come to school for the past two days. Every time he finished injecting his suppressants, he would run a fever, feeling so wretched and weak that he couldn’t even stand.
Having just recovered today, he had originally planned to slip over once the daylight faded slightly, pack up his things, and say goodbye to this shithole of a place, but he never expected to be cornered right in his tracks by this person.
“Get lost.” Fang Fengqin’s face was filled with gloom as he cursed under his breath.
He couldn’t exactly shout at the top of his lungs to prove his innocence, saying: What the hell did I bite you with? I don’t have a single ounce of pheromones, the chances of you biting me are higher than me biting you.
Fang Fengqin turned and walked the other way, while Wei Jinlin wore the expression of someone who had been deeply wronged, following closely at his heels step for step.
Rongcheng University was only so big. Within just a few steps, Fang Fengqin spotted several familiar guests from banquets.
The person behind him was sniffling and crying, looking like a wronged little daughter-in-law.
Fang Fengqin felt a headache coming on. He turned back to face Wei Jinlin and said helplessly, “Stop following me, or I’ll beat you up.”
“You marked me.” Wei Jinlin’s tears fell like broken beads, the moment they formed. His crying grew increasingly aggrieved as he reached out a hand, trying to grab Fang Fengqin’s fingers.
Fang Fengqin felt a jolt of alarm and violently swatted his hand away.
Knocked aside, Wei Jinlin stumbled and fell to the ground, looking up at him with wide, reddened eyes in shock.
“Young Master Fang, why are you still hitting an omega?” Someone nearby couldn’t watch any longer and stepped forward, wanting to help Wei Jinlin up.
“Don’t touch me. I already have an alpha.” Wei Jinlin choked back sobs, still remembering to show his unwavering loyalty.
The veins at Fang Fengqin’s temples throbbed visibly.
The aftereffects of the suppressant injection hadn’t completely faded yet, and his head felt like it was being pierced by dull needles. To make matters worse, someone refused to let him have peace.
“So what if I hit him?” His face turned cold, carrying a trace of impatience.
“I’ve bitten plenty of omegas. If I had to take responsibility for all of them, the sports field wouldn’t even have enough room to stand. It’s just a temporary mark; does it even put you on the list?”
This remark practically amounted to an insult, and the omega on the ground instantly turned pale.
He reached up to cover his own scent gland, a flash of resentment and hatred crossing his eyes.
Fang Fengqin curled the corner of his lip with a hint of mockery. “Your alpha over there is standing up for you; aren’t you so touched? Even though he’s low-ranked and ugly, he’s very kind-hearted. Are you going to consider him?”
At this, even the alpha standing nearby turned ashen.
“What do you mean by that, Young Master Fang?” The alpha had a towering build; just judging by his height, he was probably around 1.9 meters tall. Fang Fengqin’s only real physical shortcoming was his height.
Seeing the man approach with a cold face, Fang Fengqin gently curved his lips and rolled his wrists.
The alpha froze halfway a step away, his expression turning utterly unsightly.
Fang Fengqin didn’t have time to watch this farce any longer, a mocking look falling from his refined features.
He reached into his pocket, pulled out a black card, and flicked it with moderate force right against the omega’s face. “The price for biting you once. Now scram.”
Clutching the card, the omega silently stood up from the ground and walked away with his head bowed, not uttering a single word the entire time.
Only then did Fang Fengqin turn around and head toward the dormitories.
Along the way, people were sizing him up. There was fear in their gazes, along with disgust, and naturally, envy as well.
Envying nothing more than his good family background and his status as an alpha, which meant someone would always cover for him no matter how outrageous his actions were.
Enduring his headache, Fang Fengqin walked into the dormitory with a blank expression.
There wasn’t much of his stuff left here.
A dust-covered bass and some miscellaneous items.
Fang Fengqin had briefly lived in the dorm for a week during his freshman year, back when he was still naive enough to think he could successfully maintain his identity as an alpha.
However, the once-a-month rut had nearly cost him his life, forcing him to move off-campus.
With graduation just around the corner, there was no point in leaving these things behind.
“Why did the great Young Master Fang suddenly return to the dorm?” His roommate saw him come back and made a rather astonished, teasing remark.
Fang Fengqin was in a bad mood and didn’t show a pleasant face to anyone, so he stayed silent at those words.
“Does the great young master even deign to notice you? And you’re still sucking up to him.” A sarcastic voice came from the other side, causing Fang Fengqin’s brow to twitch sharply upon hearing it.
He raised his eyes coldly. “Qin Xiao, I’m not in a very good mood right now.”
Hearing him say this and recalling past experiences, Qin Xiao’s eyelids twitched inexplicably. Deciding to be smart and avoid provoking this person’s bad luck, he shifted gears and began showing off his romantic life instead.
“Hey, let me show you something good.” He tapped his phone a few times and handed it with a lewd expression to the roommate who had just spoken to Fang Fengqin.
The roommate took a glance and widened his eyes in surprise. “This… This is…”
“Pretty, right?” Qin Xiao let out a smug chuckle, his tone vulgar. “She’s an omega, and a virgin, too.”
“She looks very young,” the roommate hesitated. “If you like her, date her seriously. Don’t toy with her feelings.”
Qin Xiao said dismissively, “She’s just an omega. Her family is dirt poor; even if I play with her to death, I’d only need to pay a bit of money in compensation.”
When Fang Fengqin heard these words, his head, which had been throbbing all day, suddenly buzzed.
It was as if a tight string had been pulled taut.
He clenched his teeth hard and gently closed his eyes.
After a moment, he walked step by step up to Qin Xiao and said calmly, “Take it out and let me see.”
Qin Xiao looked wary. “What for?”
“Take it out,” Fang Fengqin repeated evenly.
Seeing that Fang Fengqin’s expression didn’t seem ill-intentioned, Qin Xiao figured Fang Fengqin was interested as well, experiencing a favorable impression of this young master for the first time.
“Young Master Fang, you should’ve said sooner if you like to play too. If you ask me, alphas should be like this.” He rambled on as he pulled up the photo.
Fang Fengqin lowered his gaze to take a look. In the picture was a girl with a serene and gentle appearance, smiling directly at the camera.
Is she of legal age? That was the first thought that flashed through his mind.
She looks a bit familiar. The second thought crossed his mind a split second later.
Fang Fengqin slowly tightened his fists.
Qin Xiao was still babbling on about something, and that foul mouth of his never managed to spit out anything decent.
Fang Fengqin didn’t hear a single word. His brows pressed down heavier and heavier, and in the next second, he swung a heavy punch straight into the man’s face.
At first, it was just Fang Fengqin’s unilateral beating, but by the end, Qin Xiao couldn’t take it anymore and retaliated with two punches of his own.
Fang Fengqin’s head was already dizzy to begin with. When Qin Xiao landed a heavy blow directly on his temple, his vision suddenly went black.
His body collapsed backward with unstoppable momentum, his eyes closed tight, unable to muster even half an ounce of strength.
I must have the worst luck in eight lifetimes. Fang Fengqin hadn’t experienced this many misfortunes combined over the past few years as he had in this recent period.
Just as he fell, a sturdy arm reached out from behind him, catching him steadily and securely.
So familiar. Before Fang Fengqin lost consciousness, a cold, noble face flashed through his mind.
The man’s aloof eyes seemed as though they could pierce straight into his soul.
“If you were an omega, I would fuck you until you got pregnant.” A bizarre, icy whisper lingered by Fang Fengqin’s ear, giving him another jolt of fright.
Supporting the slim waist of the person in his arms and just about to carry him to the infirmary, Shen Jiyun noticed the person in his arms shudder as if sensitive to the cold.
He lowered his gaze, his eyes carrying a look of strict scrutiny as he stared at Fang Fengqin.