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

The classroom gradually filled up with people.

Five minutes before class started, Shen Qingyue walked in.

Today she wore a light pink suit dress, her long hair flowed smoothly over her shoulders, her makeup was exquisite, and she wore new earrings.

She walked to the front row and sat down, and several Omega girls immediately surrounded her.

"Qingyue, you looked so beautiful last night."

"Young Master Bo is so good to you, sending you so many things. He must have sent you these earrings too."

"When are you inviting us to your wedding?"

Shen Qingyue smiled gently, "Don't talk nonsense, we're just ordinary friends."

"Would ordinary friends attend a charity gala together? And even give you a gift?" A girl winked mischievously.

Shen Qingyue lowered her head, not denying it, a faint blush rising on her cheeks.

The girls around them laughed even more suggestively.

Su Jingsheng sat in the back row, listening to the whispers in front of her, and lowered her eyes.

……

As soon as I stepped out of the school gate after class, I saw that familiar black Bugatti parked by the roadside.

Bo Jinghuai leaned against the car, holding his phone and looking at something.

Students passing by were all stealing glances at him and whispering among themselves.

"What are you doing here, Young Master Bo?"

"Could it be that they're here to see Shen Qingyue again?"

"Definitely, they just attended a dinner party together."

Bo Jinghuai raised his head, his gaze sweeping over, and saw Su Jingsheng.

Su Jingsheng didn't stop walking and kept going straight ahead without looking at him.

"Su Jingsheng," Bo Jinghuai said.

The voice wasn't loud, but Su Jingsheng heard it.

She paused for a moment, but didn't stop.

Bo Jinghuai frowned, caught up with her in a few steps, and grabbed her wrist. "Didn't you hear me?"

Su Jingsheng looked up at him. "Is something the matter?"

Her voice was faint, and her eyes were indifferent.

Bo Jinghuai stared at her for two seconds. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing much." Su Jingsheng tried to pull her hand away.

Bo Jinghuai didn't loosen his grip; instead, he held on even tighter.

He leaned closer, lowering his voice, "You were fine last night, weren't you? Who upset you?"

Su Jingsheng looked at his face, which was so close to hers.

He had deep-set eyes, a high nose bridge, and thin, pursed lips.

This face was pressed against her neck last night, kissing and comforting her.

Now he's standing here, holding her hand, asking her what's wrong.

Su Jingsheng suddenly found it a little funny.

"Young Master Bo," she said, her voice soft yet sharp.

"Don't you need to keep Miss Shen company?"

Bo Jinghuai was taken aback.

Su Jingsheng seized the opportunity to pull her hand back and turned to leave.

Bo Jinghuai stood there, watching her slender back, his brows furrowed tightly.

What's wrong with this girl?

He strode after her and grabbed her again.

This time, they pulled her directly behind a sycamore tree to avoid the sight of passersby.

"Explain yourself clearly." Bo Jinghuai stared at her. "What, Miss Shen?"

Su Jingsheng looked up at him. "Didn't you go to the charity gala with her last night? You even gave her a gift."

Bo Jinghuai was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening.

"You saw it?"

"The whole school saw it." Su Jingsheng turned her face away.

"The report clearly states that the Bo family's heir and the Shen family's daughter are about to get married."

Bo Jinghuai stared at her tense little face for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled.

His shoulders trembled slightly with laughter, his eyebrows relaxed, and his noble face instantly came to life.

Su Jingsheng was annoyed by his laughter. "What are you laughing at?"

Bo Jinghuai stopped laughing and looked down at her.

"Su Jingsheng," he said with a smile, "Are you jealous?"

Su Jingsheng pouted, "Who's jealous? I just hate scumbags who cheat on their partners."

"You're just jealous." Bo Jinghuai reached out and pinched her chin, forcing her to look up at him.

"I accompanied her to the banquet last night; it was arranged by the old man."

"Those auction items were sent over by the organizers themselves; I had no idea she would accept them."

He paused, gently stroking her chin with his thumb. "Besides, the things I photographed are all men's products. What use would she have for them?"

Su Jingsheng's eyelashes trembled. "What about the earrings?"

"She took the picture of the earrings herself," Bo Jinghuai said. "It has nothing to do with me."

Su Jingsheng pursed her lips and remained silent.

Bo Jinghuai stared at her for a while, then suddenly lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.

It was a very light touch, and they separated instantly.

"Do you believe me now?" he asked in a lower voice.

Su Jingsheng blushed. "Don't do this in public."

"What are you afraid of?" Bo Jinghuai kissed her again. "No one will see."

Su Jingsheng pushed him away, "Let go of me."

Bo Jinghuai released his grip on her chin, instead putting his arm around her waist and pulling her into his embrace.

"I gave you so many pheromones last night, and this is how you treat me today?"

He whispered in her ear, his voice hoarse, "You ungrateful little devil."

Su Jingsheng's body went limp.

The scent of cedarwood emanating from him, mixed with his warm breath, made her legs feel a little weak.

"Don't..." she protested softly.

Bo Jinghuai hugged her waist tightly, and with his other hand he gently brushed aside the strands of hair on her neck.

"Does the gland still hurt?" he asked.

Su Jingsheng shook her head, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Then I'll give you some more tonight." Bo Jinghuai lowered his head, his lips touching the area near her gland.

"Highly compatible pheromones can protect your glands and allow them to develop better."

Su Jingsheng trembled and her fingers gripped his shirt.

"No, I don't want it anymore." Her voice was soft. "I almost fainted last night."

Bo Jinghuai chuckled softly, "Then I'll go easy on you tonight."

He released her, creating some distance, but his hand was still around her waist.

"Do you have classes this afternoon?" he asked.

Su Jingsheng shook her head. "No."

"Then come back to my apartment with me," Bo Jinghuai said.

Su Jingsheng looked up at him. "Didn't you have something to do at the company?"

"It's all taken care of." Bo Jinghuai took her hand. "Let's go."

……

Meanwhile, a new post quietly appeared on the S University forum.

[Someone saw Bo Shao talking to a girl behind a tree outside the school gate.]

Someone quickly replied below:

Which girl? Shen Qingyue?

[It wasn't Shen Qingyue; Shen Qingyue was in the classroom at the time.]

Who is that? Did anyone see their face clearly?

I couldn't see clearly, but she had very fair skin.

The forum exploded again.

Meanwhile, in the bedroom of the apartment, Su Jingsheng was being kissed by Bo Jinghuai in his arms.

I knew nothing about the commotion on the forum.