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

"Jinghuai," Su Jingsheng called him softly.

Bo Jinghuai sat down opposite her, picked up his own slice of toast, took a bite, and mumbled, "Hmm?"

"Your ears are so red," Su Jingsheng said, her eyes crinkling into a smile. "Is it too hot in the kitchen?"

Bo Jinghuai's Adam's apple bobbed, but he didn't say anything.

His mind was filled with the dream he had last night.

In his dream, Su Jingsheng lay beneath him, her breasts full and her waist slender.

He manipulated her into various positions, just like Yan Sichen and the others did when playing with Omegas, listening to her delicate cries and watching her snow-white skin turn pink.

When Bo Jinghuai woke up in the morning, the bed sheets were all... soiled.

He stared at that spot for a long time, then got up with a dark expression and took a cold shower.

Then, almost as if possessed, I went into the kitchen, wanting to cook something for her myself.

Su Jingsheng had no idea what he was thinking, so she obediently picked up her fork and ate the fried egg in small bites.

She changed into a light purple dress today, with a cinched waist and a low neckline, but the fabric clung to her skin, perfectly outlining her ample bosom.

Her waist was cinched tightly, and the skirt hem reached above her knees, revealing a section of her snow-white calves.

Bo Jinghuai's gaze drifted uncontrollably over and landed on her chest.

It looked even fuller and rounder than in her dream, and it moved gently as she ate.

Bo Jinghuai started feeling unwell again.

He recalled what Yan Sichen had said at the meeting: "An Omega's body is different from that of a Beta or an Alpha."

"Especially high-level Omegas, they're incredibly alluring, you can't seem to get the hang of it no matter how you try... it's like..."

"If the compatibility is also high, then the feeling, tsk tsk, is even more enjoyable and heavenly."

Yan Sichen smiled ambiguously at the time, while Bo Jinghuai looked down on them, thinking they were low-class.

But now, looking at Su Jingsheng, all he could think of were those lewd images.

If even a dream can be so enjoyable, what would it be like if I actually slept with it?

"Jinghuai." Su Jingsheng suddenly looked up, her almond-shaped eyes glistening with tears, "Aren't you going to eat?"

Bo Jinghuai snapped out of his daze, looked away, and said, "Eat."

He picked up his fork and poked at the more burnt fried egg on his plate.

Su Jingsheng smiled and continued eating.

She ate very well, taking small bites, her lips tender and red, occasionally sticking out her tongue to lick off a little bit from the corner of her mouth.

Bo Jinghuai stared at her for a few seconds, then suddenly lowered his head and ate his own portion in large bites.

I can't watch anymore.

Breakfast was eaten quietly and eerily.

Su Jingsheng didn't know what was wrong with Bo Jinghuai.

I just felt that he was acting particularly strange today; his ears were constantly red, and his eyes were darting around.

……

In the morning, the Bugatti stopped beside the sycamore trees, and Su Jingsheng got out of the car.

Bo Jinghuai looked at her through the car window and said, "Pay attention in class."

"Okay." Su Jingsheng waved to him, turned around and jogged into the school gate.

The dormitory building was quiet.

Su Jingsheng pushed open the door to 302, where Zhao Mengyan was sitting at her desk painting her nails.

Hearing the noise, Zhao Mengyan looked up and scanned her with her eyes.

"Oh, you're back?" Zhao Mengyan put down the nail polish bottle, crossed her legs, and said, "You didn't come home all night."

Su Jingsheng ignored her.

Zhao Mengyan scoffed, "That post on the forum was deleted by the administrator last time, but now it seems like it didn't say anything wrong."

She stood up and walked to Su Jingsheng.

"You've changed your clothes." Zhao Mengyan reached out to touch Su Jingsheng's collar. "Looks like last night was pretty intense?"

Su Jingsheng slapped her hand away.

"What's it to you?"

Zhao Mengyan rubbed the back of her hand, her smile becoming even more mocking.

"What are you pretending to be so high and mighty for? Those people on the forum are right, you're just a bankrupt woman who can only rely on her body to get ahead—"

He hadn't finished speaking.

Su Jingsheng raised her hand and slapped her across the face.

Zhao Mengyan's head was turned to the side after being hit, and her cheek stung.

She covered her face, her eyes wide, "You...you dare hit me?"

Su Jingsheng shook her sore hand. "You posted that message, didn't you?"

Zhao Mengyan's eyes darted away. "What nonsense are you talking about? What evidence do you have?"

"Do you need evidence?" Su Jingsheng took a step forward.

Zhao Mengyan stepped back, her waist hitting the edge of the desk.

"Don't come any closer!" Zhao Mengyan's voice trembled. "I'm telling you, if you dare touch me, I—"

"What's wrong with you?" Su Jingsheng stared at her.

Zhao Mengyan swallowed hard.

She looked at Su Jingsheng's face; it was so delicate and soft, yet her eyes were incredibly cold.

"I didn't post that!" Zhao Mengyan retorted defiantly. "What makes you think you can frame me?"

Su Jingsheng laughed, then suddenly reached out and grabbed Zhao Mengyan's hair.

Zhao Mengyan screamed, "Let me go!"

Su Jingsheng didn't let go; she grabbed Zhao Mengyan's hair and pulled her towards the bathroom.

"What are you doing! Let go!" Zhao Mengyan cried out in pain, tears streaming down her face.

Lin Hui peeked out from the upper bunk, her face turning pale with fright. "Jing Sheng, you..."

Su Jingsheng didn't stop.

She dragged Zhao Mengyan to the bathroom mirror and pressed her head down.

"Look at you," Su Jingsheng said softly, "look at your face, how ugly you look when you're jealous of others."

Zhao Mengyan looked at her disheveled self in the mirror, her hair a mess and her cheeks red and swollen.

She cried in anger.

"Su Jingsheng, let me go."

"Let you go?" Su Jingsheng leaned close to her ear. "When you posted that message, why didn't you think about letting me go?"

"I didn't," Zhao Mengyan cried, sobbing uncontrollably.

Su Jingsheng released her grip.

Zhao Mengyan collapsed to the ground.

Su Jingsheng looked down at her and said, "Zhao Mengyan, I didn't hold it against you before because I felt it was unnecessary."

"But if you keep provoking me, don't blame me for being impolite."

Zhao Mengyan gritted her teeth, got up from the ground, and said, "Su Jingsheng, what gives you the right to be so arrogant?"

"I'm going to the student council right now. I'm going to sue you for assaulting people without any evidence."

"I'll expel you!"

After saying that, she opened the door and ran out.

Lin Hui got out of bed and looked at Su Jingsheng cautiously. "Jingsheng, are you alright?"

Su Jingsheng shook her head, walked to the sink, turned on the tap, and rinsed her aching hands.

Omega's body is so delicate.

Lin Hui whispered, "Zhao Mengyan's dad, her family has some influence. Aren't you afraid she'll go to the student council?"

Su Jingsheng turned off the tap and took a tissue to wipe her hands.

"Let her go, I'm not afraid."