Transmigrated into the body of the vain and materialistic ex-girlfriend of a young master

As soon as he finished speaking, the white mist dissipated.

Su Jingsheng opened her eyes.

The familiar ceiling came into view, along with Bo Jinghuai's worried face.

"Awake?" Bo Jinghuai leaned down to look at her, his fingers touching her forehead to check her temperature.

"The fever has subsided a bit."

Su Jingsheng blinked, "Jinghuai..."

"Mm." Bo Jinghuai responded, helped her up, and handed her a glass of water. "Have some water."

Su Jingsheng took small sips of water from his hand, the warm water gliding over her dry throat, making her feel a little better.

After she finished drinking the water, she leaned against the headboard and looked at Bo Jinghuai.

The man was wearing dark gray loungewear, and his hair was a little messy.

"You've been watching over me all this time?" Su Jingsheng asked softly.

Bo Jinghuai hummed in agreement and placed the water glass on the bedside table. "Are you still feeling unwell?"

Su Jingsheng shook her head. "I just don't have the strength."

Bo Jinghuai stared at her for a few seconds, then suddenly reached out, picked her up along with the blanket, and placed her on his lap.

Su Jingsheng gasped softly and wrapped her slender arms around his neck.

"Jinghuai?"

Bo Jinghuai didn't say anything, but simply hugged her tighter and buried his face in the crook of her neck.

He hugged her very tightly, his arms gripping her so tightly that it hurt a little.

Su Jingsheng could feel the tension in his body and his slight trembling.

He is afraid.

"Jinghuai," Su Jingsheng called him softly, "I'm fine."

Bo Jinghuai raised his head and looked at her.

Those eyes, which were always so aloof and distant, were now filled with lingering fear.

"You just now..." his voice was hoarse, "...we couldn't wake you up."

Su Jingsheng's heart softened.

She leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. "You're awake now."

Bo Jinghuai's Adam's apple bobbed.

He lowered his head, forehead to forehead, and said, "Tell me immediately if you feel unwell in the future."

"Okay." Su Jingsheng nodded obediently.

Bo Jinghuai hugged her for a while longer before letting go.

He put her back on the bed, covered her with the blanket, and said, "Sleep a little longer."

Su Jingsheng shook her head. "I can't sleep."

She looked at him. "Jinghuai, are you busy today?"

"It used to be there," Bo Jinghuai said, "but it's gone now."

Su Jingsheng blinked. "Then can you keep me company?"

Bo Jinghuai raised an eyebrow. "You want me to come with you?"

"Mm." Su Jingsheng nodded, her voice soft. "I'll stay with you for a little while."

Looking at her pale face, Bo Jinghuai felt a pang of tenderness in his heart.

He lifted the covers and lay down, then reached out and pulled her into his arms.

"Go to sleep," he said. "I'm here, I've always been."

Su Jingsheng snuggled closer to him, her face pressed against his chest, and gradually relaxed as she smelled the familiar cedar scent.

But his mind was still replaying the words of the world consciousness.

He provoked Shen Qingyue, making her feel bad.

Su Jingsheng pursed her lips, needing to think carefully about what to do.

We can't run away anymore.

For the sake of the original owner, and for her own sake.

She has to make Shen Qingyue pay the price.

Su Jingsheng closed her eyes, and Bo Jinghuai looked down at her.

The little girl frowned again, as if she was thinking about something heavy.

He raised his hand and gently smoothed her brow with his fingertips.

Why is she so frail and delicate?

She really scared him this time.

……

The next day, Su Jingsheng leaned back on the sofa in the living room of her apartment, with a tablet on her lap.

Bo Jinghuai went out for a while, and she was home alone. Her fever had subsided, but she still felt weak and listless.

She stared at the search box, her finger hovering over the screen, hesitating for a long time before slowly typing.

How to upset an Alpha's childhood sweetheart?

The page redirects to the first highly-rated answer from a blogger called "Green Tea Buster".

Su Jingsheng clicked on it.

The blogger's profile picture is a cat covering its mouth and laughing, and the bio reads:

Specializing in treating all kinds of hypocrites and naive girls, ten years of experience, guaranteed to teach and teach you until you learn.

The main text gets straight to the point from the very beginning:

"Hey sis, did you run into that Alpha kid who pretends to be gentle?"

If she's a tea enthusiast, be even more tea enthusiast than her; if she's gentle, be even gentler than her.

"Remember, keep your distance from your Alpha on the surface, act like you're just ordinary friends, but secretly seduce him relentlessly."

"I deliberately do these little tricks when my childhood sweetheart is around, so she sees them but doesn't dare to say anything. I guarantee she'll be so angry she won't be able to sleep at night."

Below is a long list of teaching examples, all of which are successful experiences submitted by fans.

Su Jingsheng slid down.

First case: The library.

Alpha is reading a book, and Qingmei is sitting opposite him.

I sat next to Alpha, pretending to be reading a book, but under the table I was rubbing my foot against his calf.

He glared at me, so I blinked innocently while keeping my feet moving.

Qingmei noticed his expression was off and asked what was wrong. He said nothing was wrong, then grabbed my ankle to stop me from moving.

He drew circles on my ankle with his finger under the table, and I blushed as I tried to suppress my laughter.

Qingmei had no idea what was going on, but she sensed something was off, and eventually left in a huff.

The accompanying image is a blurry view from under a table, showing a hand with distinct knuckles holding a slender ankle, with a stark contrast in skin tone.

Su Jingsheng's face flushed slightly, but she continued reading.

Second case: Dinner party.

Qingmei took Alpha's arm and toasted him, and I went too.

While Qingmei was talking to someone else, I walked behind Alpha and wrote words on his back with my finger.

His back stiffened, but he didn't turn around.

What I wrote was "I want to kiss you".

After finishing writing, I stepped away, pretending to admire the scenery.

Later, at the corner of the corridor, he pulled me in and pressed me against the wall to kiss me.

Just then, Qingmei came over and saw the lipstick stain from my lipstick on his shirt collar. Her face turned green, but she still had to keep smiling.

The comments section below received hundreds of messages:

[These girls are amazing! Their trick for removing lipstick marks is brilliant!]

【I tried that too! I bit his neck directly, leaving a mark. When my childhood friend asked about it, he said it was a mosquito bite. It's hilarious.】

[Aren't you brave, ladies upstairs? Aren't you afraid of being tagged?]

[It's just a temporary label; he's happy with it, what can his childhood sweetheart say?]

Su Jingsheng continued scrolling down.

The third case is even more straightforward: swimming pools.

Alpha swims, while Qingmei watches from the shore.

I wore the most conservative one-piece swimsuit, but the material was thin and clung to my body when wet.

I accidentally slipped, and Alpha came over to help me, putting his arm around my waist.

I nestled in his arms, my wet hair clinging to his chest, and whispered, "Brother, I can't stand up straight."

His breathing became heavy immediately, and he carried me to the locker room, locking the door from the inside.

Qingmei knocked on the door from outside. He said she was changing clothes and to wait a moment.

Actually, he pinned me against the wall inside and kissed me, his hands even reaching inside my swimsuit.

When I came out, my lips were swollen. Qingmei asked what happened, and I said I choked on water.

Su Jingsheng's breathing tightened as she watched.

Her fingers slid down quickly; there were many more cases below.

They secretly held hands in the back row of the classroom, her fingernails tickling his palm.

Backstage at the concert hall, I helped him straighten his tie and took the opportunity to get close enough to smell his pheromones. He then pressed me against the dressing table and kissed me until my legs went weak.

Each scene is filled with the thrill of infidelity and the exhilarating feeling of a different perspective.

Even though nothing outrageous was done, the subtle intimacy and provocation conveyed Qingmei's frustration and anger even through the screen.