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

During the afternoon break, Su Jingsheng had just stepped out of the art building when her phone vibrated.

It was an unfamiliar number.

She answered, "Feed?"

"Su Jingsheng, classmate." A gentle male voice came from the other end; it was Pei Zixian.

"Are you free now? Come to the student council's rooftop office."

Su Jingsheng stopped in her tracks: "Senior Pei? Is something the matter?"

"About what happened last night," Pei Zixian said calmly.

"Jing Huai isn't at school today. Come over here, we need to talk."

Su Jingsheng thought for a moment and then said, "Okay, I'll go over now."

……

The president's office is on the top floor of the student council building.

Pei Zixian was holding a tablet.

There was a knock on the door.

"Enter."

Su Jingsheng pushed open the door and came in, her white shirt tucked into a plaid skirt, revealing an astonishingly slender waist.

Pei Zixian looked up, his gaze lingering on her for two seconds, then pointed to the chair opposite him: "Sit."

Su Jingsheng walked over and sat down, placing her hands on her knees: "Senior Pei, what did you want to see me about?"

Pei Zixian turned the tablet around and pushed it in front of her.

The screen displays the backend management interface of the S University forum.

A deleted post record, titled: "[A chance encounter late at night, the secret downstairs in the dormitory building.]"

The post contained only one sentence: It seems some people pretend to be innocent during the day, but are quite busy at night.

A photo is attached below.

Su Jingsheng frowned.

Pei Zixian looked at her: "The post was deleted as soon as it was published. The IP address of the post was in your dormitory building, 302."

"Your dorm room."

"The photo is blurry, but people familiar with Jinghuai can recognize his car and his figure."

Pei Zixian's voice remained gentle, but the meaning behind his words was cold: "People who don't know you might not recognize who you are."

"But you can tell at a glance if someone harbors ill intentions towards you."

"Su Jingsheng, someone is watching you."

Su Jingsheng raised her eyes and looked at Pei Zixian: "Then now..."

"The post has been deleted, and the account that posted it has been banned," Pei Zixian said.

"But I checked that IP address, and only three devices in your dorm were online last night."

He pulled up another set of data: "Two of them are mobile phones, and the other one is Zhao Mengyan's tablet."

Su Jingsheng fell silent, instinctively feeling that Zhao Mengyan had no reason to cause her any more trouble. Besides, she was a noblewoman; would she be so foolish as to offend Bo Jinghuai?

Pei Zixian leaned back in his chair, crossed his long legs, and guessed, "Zhao Mengyan has been trying to get in touch with the Lu family recently. Her father wants to get a project, but Lu Mohan is ignoring her."

"So she's set her sights on you, trying to use your relationship with Jing Huai to curry favor with Shen Qingyue, or perhaps with other people who dislike you?"

"Anything is possible."

"After all, this isn't the first time she's posted negative comments."

The office was silent for a few seconds.

Pei Zixian suddenly stood up, walked around the desk, and stood in front of Su Jingsheng.

He was very tall, only slightly shorter than Bo Jinghuai, but he had a more refined demeanor and was also more dangerous.

Su Jingsheng leaned back.

Pei Zixian leaned down, placed his hands on the armrests of her chair, and encircled her in front of him.

They are very close.

Su Jingsheng could smell the minty scent on him—crisp and calm—but he seemed a little unsteady at the moment.

"Su Jingsheng," Pei Zixian said, his voice lower.

"Do you know how many people are eyeing this spot next to Jing Huai right now?"

"Shen Qingyue, along with other noble families' Omegas, and even some A-rank and B-rank Omegas, are all hoping to get close to him."

Pei Zixian stared into her eyes, "You occupy this position now, but you have no title, no status, no family background, and no connections. You're like a piece of fat meat hanging among wolves."

He reached out and touched the strand of hair on her cheek with his fingertips.

Su Jingsheng was unhappy that he touched her, so she turned her head away to avoid it.

Pei Zixian didn't care and withdrew his hand.

"Jing Huai can protect you, but he can't be by your side every moment."

"Just like last night, he came to see you, and someone took a picture of him and posted it online."

"Su Jingsheng, if one day Jinghuai can no longer protect you, you can come to me."

Su Jingsheng looked up at him in surprise.

Pei Zixian looked at her too, his eyes behind his glasses no longer showing their usual gentleness, but instead filled with a naked lust.

"My pheromones are mint," he said.

"We are a very good match."

Pei Zixian reached out and pressed his hand against her lower abdomen, tapping it: "Was Jing Huai here?"

Su Jingsheng was taken aback, then realized what he was talking about.

The little girl pushed him away, stood up abruptly, glared at the tall Alpha in front of her, and got angry.

Pei Zixian chuckled: "So shy, huh? Looks like you've never kept one before."

"A highly compatible Omega and Alpha can produce a high-level AO."

"Su Jingsheng, the Pei family welcomes you to give birth to the next heir."