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

The bell rang, signaling the end of get out of class.

As soon as the professor finished saying get out of class was over, Shen Qingyue stood up and walked to Bo Jinghuai's side.

"Jinghuai, shall we have lunch together?" she asked gently, a polite smile on her face.

"I know a new French restaurant opened nearby, and the food is pretty good."

Bo Jinghuai packed his books without looking at her. "I'm not going. I have something to do."

Shen Qingyue's smile remained unchanged. "And tonight? I'm thinking..."

"Shen Qingyue," Bo Jinghuai interrupted her, looking up at her, "I'm very busy."

Shen Qingyue choked up.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but Bo Jinghuai had already stood up, picked up his books, and walked out.

He paused for a moment as he passed Su Jingsheng's seat.

Su Jingsheng was looking down at the sheet music and didn't look at him.

Bo Jinghuai smiled slightly and walked out of the classroom without waiting for her.

Shen Qingyue stood there, watching his figure disappear through the door, then looked at Su Jingsheng, who was still sitting in his seat.

She walked over and stopped at Su Jingsheng's table. "Su Jingsheng."

Su Jingsheng was tidying up the sheet music when she heard this and looked up.

Shen Qingyue looked down at her, her eyes sizing up a piece of merchandise.

Her gaze slid from Su Jingsheng's fair face to her slender neck, and then to the heaving chest beneath her skirt.

Shen Qingyue reached out, her fingertips tracing Su Jingsheng's collar, lightly brushing against the skin below her collarbone.

Su Jingsheng almost got goosebumps.

"She is indeed quite pretty, and has a good figure too." Shen Qingyue withdrew her hand, her voice gentle but her words sarcastic.

"No wonder she can bewitch men so much."

She leaned forward and lowered her voice.

"But Su Jingsheng, do you think you can climb the social ladder with just your face and body?"

Shen Qingyue laughed, her smile full of sarcasm.

"Even if a lowly commoner differentiates into an Omega, he can't shake off his impoverished nature."

"You only know how to seduce men behind their backs."

Su Jingsheng gripped the sheet music tightly, looking at Shen Qingyue's exquisitely made-up face. A surge of anger rose within her, but she quickly suppressed it.

She wasn't angry; getting angry wouldn't solve anything.

Moreover, Su Jingsheng suddenly realized that Shen Qingyue's possessiveness towards Bo Jinghuai was frighteningly strong.

That's true. If she wasn't driven mad by jealousy, why would she poison the original owner of this body?

Su Jingsheng blinked, a blank expression on her face.

"Miss Shen, what are you saying?" Her voice was soft and innocent. "I don't understand."

Shen Qingyue's expression darkened.

Su Jingsheng continued to play dumb, "Jing Huai and I... oh no, I have no relationship with Young Master Bo."

She tilted her head and said innocently, "He just took pity on me and helped me a few times."

Shen Qingyue stared at her incredibly innocent face, wishing she could slap her.

"What are you pretending for?" Her voice turned cold.

"What were you doing under the desks in the classroom just now? Did you think I didn't see it?"

Su Jingsheng's eyes widened. "Under the table? Miss Shen, are you sure you're not mistaken?"

She pursed her lips and whispered, "Young Master Bo just accidentally bumped into me."

"Accidentally?" Shen Qingyue scoffed.

"Su Jingsheng, your act of feigning innocence might fool others, but not me?"

She took a step forward, almost touching Su Jingsheng.

"Let me tell you, Jing Huai's feelings for you are nothing more than a passing fancy or a novelty."

"A gold-digging woman who dumped him has now changed and is coming back to him throwing herself at him. What man wouldn't be curious?"

Shen Qingyue stared at her with a vicious look in her eyes.

"Once he gets tired of you, guess what will happen to you?"

Su Jingsheng lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembling.

When she looked up again, her eyes were a little red.

"Miss Shen, please don't say that." Her voice was trembling with tears.

"Young Master Bo was really just trying to help me out of kindness."

She paused, then, as if remembering something, added in a pitiful whisper, "He even gave me a temporary mark, saying it would protect me."

Shen Qingyue's pupils suddenly contracted.

"What did you say?"

Su Jingsheng seemed to realize that she had said something wrong, and quickly covered her mouth, her eyes filled with panic.

"N-nothing."

Shen Qingyue's face turned ashen.

Temporary marker?

Bo Jinghuai gave this bitch a temporary mark?

Her fingers were clenched tightly.

"Su Jingsheng," Shen Qingyue's voice trembled, "You dare say that again?"

Su Jingsheng stepped back and looked at her timidly.

"Miss Shen, please don't be angry."

"Young Master Bo said this was just to help stabilize my pheromones, and there was no other meaning behind it."

The more she said that, the angrier Shen Qingyue became.

No other meaning?

What does a temporary mark mean for an Omega? Would Bo Jinghuai not know?

He knew perfectly well, yet he still marked Su Jingsheng.

"Fine, very well." Shen Qingyue stared at Su Jingsheng with a malicious look in her eyes.

"Su Jingsheng, you really have some tricks up your sleeve."

Su Jingsheng lowered her head and said softly, "Miss Shen, you've misunderstood."

"A misunderstanding?" Shen Qingyue sneered. "Still pretending?"

"You think that by getting close to Jing Huai, you'll rise to the top and become a phoenix?"

She took a step forward, reached out and pinched Su Jingsheng's chin, forcing her to look up.

"Let me tell you, the position of the young mistress of the Bo family can only be mine."

"Someone like you isn't even worthy of carrying my shoes."

Su Jingsheng's chin ached from being pinched, and her eyes reddened even more.

But she didn't struggle; she just looked at Shen Qingyue, her voice soft yet sharp.

"Miss Shen, are you so angry because Young Master Bo would rather mark me than touch you?"

Shen Qingyue's hand froze.

Su Jingsheng added insult to injury, "I heard that the Shen family and the Bo family are considering a marriage alliance, but it seems that Young Master Bo is not very willing."

She blinked, her tone innocent, "Is it because, Miss Shen, he doesn't like your pheromones?"

Shen Qingyue's face turned deathly pale.

She abruptly released her grip and raised her hand to slap him.

Su Jingsheng didn't dodge, but simply raised her eyes and looked at her quietly.

"Miss Shen, if you slap me like that, Young Master Bo will find out."