I'm just a lackey of a prestigious academy, why do they all kiss me?

Jiang Wo was in a hurry to leave, partly because she didn't want to continue being in the same space as Young Master Lian Chuwu, but there was another, more important reason.

He hadn't yet bought afternoon tea for His Highness Inna, and it was already almost fifteen minutes past the delivery time Inna had given him.

Jiang Wo ran all the way, having learned his lesson. This time, he dared not let his mind wander and paid close attention to the road conditions. Finally, he arrived safely at the campus supermarket.

He pushed the cart, going to the corresponding area one by one according to the items listed on the list, taking the items off the shelves and putting them into the cart.

After purchasing all the items, Jiang Wo pushed the cart to the cashier.

The cashier at the checkout counter has changed today.

The young cashier looked Jiang Wo up and down.

He first noticed the badge on the boy's chest, a grass totem.

Generally speaking, students from the Grass Totem group do not enter this area to make purchases; they usually go to the smaller, cheaper stalls to buy more economical and affordable items.

Before he could even ask a question, he noticed the garment draped over the boy's shoulders.

Rose motif? Even Young Master Chu Wu's clothes?

When Jiang Wo handed over the black gold card, the cashier's expression went beyond shock; it was downright horrified.

Jiang Wo might not know, but the cashier was already very familiar with the characteristics of the black gold card. Very few students in the academy used black gold cards, and those four young masters had unique card information.

Although these black cards look very similar, just as subtle features are used to distinguish genuine from counterfeit currency, there are also minor differences between them.

The cashier had been instructed by his seniors on the differences between each black and gold card, so he recognized it at a glance as His Highness Prince Innaheng's card.

Holy crap! Who is this kid?

Serving two masters?

"Hello, I need to pay the bill," Jiang Wo said politely.

The cashier snapped out of her daze and quickly replied, "Okay, okay."

As she spoke, she took out the items from Jiang Wo's shopping basket one by one, scanned the codes, packed them up, and paid.

After finishing the process, Jiang Wo picked up the bag of food. He glanced at the time, a look of anxiety on his face. He even forgot to say thank you to the cashier, and hurriedly turned around and ran away.

The cashier behind me blinked a few times, looking like she'd seen a ghost.

……

Despite rushing, Jiang Wo finally arrived at His Highness Innaheng's lounge twenty minutes late.

Innaheng was sitting on the sofa playing with a Rubik's Cube when he heard the noise and looked up.

The moment his gaze fell upon Jiang Wo, his brows furrowed deeply. "Why did you go swimming in the river?"

Although it's summer, Jiang Wo was soaked in water, and even though many parts of him had dried, his half-dry state made it clear to anyone with eyes that he had just gone through something.

Upon hearing his older brother's disdainful tone, Jiang Wo immediately froze. He stood at the door, carefully observing his brother's expression, hesitant to come in.

"What are you still standing at the door for? Come here," Innaheng commanded.

Jiang Wo slowly walked over with small steps. Perhaps because he was too slow, Ying Naheng lost patience and stood up from the sofa, walking over to him in a few steps.

Jiang Wo was startled and stood there, frozen, unsure of what to do with her hands and feet.

When Ying Naheng reached out, Jiang Wo thought he was going to hit her, so she reflexively closed her eyes immediately.

But after waiting for a long time, the slap never came.

He carefully opened his eyes a crack, and the next second, he saw Innaheng's hand land on his head.

Yingnaheng reached out and lifted the bangs from Jiang Wo's forehead, rubbing them several times like he was rubbing a puppy's head.

"Why are you so wet?" he said in a rather unfriendly tone.

"I wasn't paying attention to where I was going and I accidentally got wet," Jiang Wo replied softly.

"How old are you?" Inna asked.

Jiang Wo thought for a moment and answered honestly, "I'm eighteen this year."

Innaheng: ...

"Then I really should praise you."

Jiang Wo felt that this was not a kind remark, so she did not respond, but instead assured him, "Your Highness, I will not be late next time."

Just as Ying Naheng was about to criticize him for something else, her gaze suddenly fell on the clothes that Jiang Wo was wearing.

After staring at the badge on his chest for a while, and seeing the pattern on it clearly, Innaheng's face suddenly darkened. He asked in a cold voice, "Where did you get this wild man's clothes from?"

Jiang Wo followed his gaze and looked at the clothes she was wearing. He had left in a hurry and forgot to return the clothes to Young Master Lian Chuwu. Who would have thought that he would actually wear these clothes for such a long distance?

Realizing what Princess Inna was asking, Jiang Wo subconsciously explained, "Not a wild man, it's..."

"Still talking back?" Innaheng's tone was very unpleasant.

Jiang Wo immediately fell silent, placing her hands in front of her, her fingers unconsciously intertwining.

Seeing his submissive demeanor, Innaheng almost had to reconsider whether she had gone too far.

That's really strange. This little snail can wear whose clothes it likes, so why is it angry?

No, he should be angry. Innaheng thought about it carefully again. This stupid snail was one of his people. He always had a strong possessive desire for his own things. Innaheng would never allow anyone else to touch what belonged to him.

Thinking of this, Innaheng adopted a serious tone, adopting the demeanor of a lecturing man, and asked Jiang Wo, "I'm asking you, whose person are you?"

Jiang Wo already knew the answer to this question by heart. Since entering school, he had been serving as Prince Innaheng's lackey. Almost without thinking, he answered, "Yes, Your Highness."

"Explain yourself clearly and completely," Innaheng said, very insistently.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wo obediently repeated, "I am His Highness's person."

Innaheng's ears twitched, and he subconsciously curled his lips, but immediately pressed them down. "It seems you still remember your identity. Since you remember, now, take off your clothes."

Jiang Wo was already intimidated by her older brother's cold face. Upon hearing this, she quickly put down the afternoon tea she was carrying and then immediately took off the clothes that Young Master Chu Wu was wearing.

He was about to fold the clothes and put them on the table when he heard his older brother say, "Take those clothes and come here."

Jiang Wo obediently hugged the clothes and followed her older brother's steps forward.

Innaheng stopped beside a trash can indoors. He looked up at Jiang Wo, raised his chin, and said in an unquestionable tone, "Now, throw it in."

Jiang Wo thought she had misheard and looked at Ying Naheng with some confusion.

Inna assumed he was reluctant to part with the child, and his mood instantly became irritated. He involuntarily frowned, his voice cold, "You're not listening to me anymore?"

Upon hearing his tone, Jiang Wo dared not question him any further and quickly agreed, "Yes, I will."

Even so, actually asking him to throw Young Master Lian Chu's school uniform directly into the trash can would indeed be a real test of his heart's endurance.

He knew he shouldn't have run into the main character of the manga; in less than an hour, it seemed he was about to offend a second "crematorium master."

Where does the trash from Prince Innaheng's lounge usually go? I'll have to try my luck and see if he can find the clothes at the junkyard.

"Hmm?" Inaheng asked in a low voice, his tone carrying a hint of threat as he urged her on.

Jiang Wo didn't dare to hold onto Young Master Lian Chuwu's school uniform for even a moment longer. He walked to the nearest trash can, bent down, and carefully put the uniform inside.

Inna grabbed him by the back of his collar, lifted him up, and then kicked the entire school uniform into the bottom of the trash can.

"You talk back when I call you a little snail, always dawdling. If you're not a stupid snail, who is?" Innaheng said with a hint of disdain.

Looking at the huge shoe print on the rose-patterned school uniform, Jiang Wo inexplicably felt as if she could already feel the lingering warmth of a second crematorium.

The Second Crematorium was waving enthusiastically at him, laughing and saying: "Very good, so you're called Jiang Wo, right? You lowly ant dared to hurt my school uniform. When I'm chasing after my wife, I will destroy your entire paradise."

Jiang Wo was filled with anxiety and worry, wondering what she should do.