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

Because of a shortage of funds, Jiang Wo has recently started working very hard to earn money.

The new glasses he got are almost due for installment payments. In addition, he needs to save up more money than the grass totem school uniform to pay back Young Master Lian Chuwu. His younger brother and sister's living expenses are also running low. As the older brother, he absolutely cannot let them go hungry.

One part-time job was no longer enough to meet his current needs, so Jiang Wo found two more part-time jobs.

St. Eton College operates under a closed management system. Students need teacher approval to leave the campus, and approval can only be granted once a month at most.

This means that part-time jobs outside of school are definitely out of the question. Fortunately, St. Eton College is large enough that its facilities are almost a 1:1 replica of those of a small city.

This brought convenience to many of the students of the Grass Totem, who, unlike the middle class and the wealthy in St. Eton, did not possess countless assets.

As a result, on-campus part-time jobs became very popular among these students.

Because the hourly wage is lower than that of employees hired from outside, many businesses on campus prefer to hire part-time students.

As long as it does not harm the interests of the powerful and wealthy, and does not affect the school's reputation, the school usually turns a blind eye to such part-time jobs.

Jiang Wo found a part-time job running errands on weekends.

He downloaded an app to receive errand orders within the college.

The school's shared electric bikes can be ridden for free for 6 hours a day. Jiang Wo's errand-running job is on an 8-hour workday. He rides the electric bike for 6 hours, and for the remaining 2 hours, he can take some orders with shorter distances and run to deliver them.

Today's tram usage limit was reached at 4 pm, and Jiang Wo had calculated the time perfectly, delivering an order right on time.

This delivery area is a dormitory where middle-class people live. Jiang Wo opened her phone and set the delivery location to within one kilometer.

An order popped up on my phone very quickly.

The platform automatically accepts orders for him. Before doing errand-running part-time work, Jiang Wo had almost never been to the dormitory areas where the middle class and the upper class lived.

St. Eton College has a strict hierarchy, and the upper-class elites generally don't think much of the students with the Grass Totem.

The class divide kept the two groups of students very far apart.

If it weren't for running errands, Jiang Wo thought he probably would never have set foot in this place in his entire life.

The powerful and wealthy disliked the students of the Grass Totem. Among the students of the Grass Totem, Jiang Wo was also an inconspicuous, extremely ordinary, and even unpopular figure.

If you offend those powerful and influential people, the consequences will be dire.

Fortunately, he now has a proper job. As long as he focuses on doing his job well and doesn't look around or say much, the nobles probably won't bother to vent their anger on an invisible person.

Jiang Wo carried a bag of medicine in her hand. This was a confidential order; apart from knowing that the items were medicine, she knew nothing about their specific ingredients.

Because it was an urgent order, Jiang Wo was on the run the whole way.

Fifteen minutes later, the app showed that the destination had been reached.

Looking at the magnificent and towering building in front of her, Jiang Wo even thought for a moment that she had delivered it to the wrong place.

He compared it several times and found that the destination was correct; this was the place.

Having spent a year in St. Eton, Jiang Wo never knew that there were dormitories like this on campus—a whole detached villa, practically like a palace.

Despite her doubts, Jiang Wo still dutifully stepped forward and rang the doorbell.

No one answered.

Jiang Wo then tentatively knocked on the door again, and the door, which looked like black iron, opened easily.

The door did not appear to be locked.

The residents of this area were all powerful and wealthy, so Jiang Wo didn't dare to open the door rashly. He could only keep trying to knock on the door and politely call out to the people inside.

Three minutes passed, and still no one appeared.

Jiang Wo thought that perhaps the owner of the house was delayed by something and it was inconvenient for him to come and pick up the items directly. He was about to type a reply on the APP to inform the other party that he had delivered the items to the door and asked them to remember to pick them up in time.

Halfway through typing the message, a large, bony hand suddenly climbed up the door frame.

Half of his arm was bare, covered with a crisscross of grotesque and terrifying scars. His forearm was thick and powerful, with firm and bulging muscles.

It was an extremely aggressive and explosive arm.

Jiang Wo was typing very intently and therefore did not notice the noise at the door.

After he finished typing the whole message, he was about to click send.

The door suddenly opened, and then the hand that had been clinging to the door frame reached out and grabbed the boy's wrist.

With just a little force, Jiang Wo, along with her phone, was dragged into the house.

The bag broke, and the medicine bottles scattered all over the floor.

Jiang Wo felt a sudden dizziness, and when he came to his senses, he found himself pinned to the ground without even realizing it.

The man pressing down on him was very tall, kneeling above him like a small mountain, casting a shadow that almost completely enveloped Jiang Wo.

Jiang Wo adjusted his slightly crooked glasses, feeling an extremely scorching heat rushing towards him.

Thinking the other person was sick, Jiang Wo tilted her head back and spoke softly, "Classmate, are you alright? I've already brought your medicine. You'll feel better after taking it, you..."

As he spoke, he finally saw the eyes of the man who was pressing down on him.

The scarlet color was terrifying.

They don't look like human eyes; they look more like the eyes of a wild beast.

Jiang Wo's words came to an abrupt halt; he was somewhat startled, and his body stiffened slightly.

Perhaps it was the instinct of a small animal when facing danger, but Jiang Wo subconsciously tried to squeeze out of the man's arms.

Before he could even make a move, his wrists were grabbed and pressed down above his head.

Jiang Wo finally realized where that burning heat was coming from—it was a man's breath.

It was scalding hot, which was frightening.

Those ferocious, beast-like eyes stared intently at the boy beneath her, as if eyeing prey.

"Classmate, I've brought the medicine. Take it, and you won't feel so bad anymore." Jiang Wo's voice trembled with fear, and she stammered as she spoke.

He lay on his back on the ground, his black hair softly lying on the ground, his overly long bangs parted to the left and right due to gravity, revealing his fair and smooth forehead and his delicate and beautiful eyebrows and eyes.

Even though she was already very scared, she still spoke softly and carefully to comfort the other person.

A light pink flushed her cheeks; perhaps due to excessive sensitivity, her nose and the corners of her eyes were also a little red. Calling out to someone in this sticky, soft manner, even the air seemed to soften.

Jiang Wo didn't know if his words had any effect, but the man on top of him quieted down. His bloodshot eyes were still staring at him, but the oppressive feeling seemed to have lessened.

"Eat..." he muttered.

"...What?" Jiang Wo didn't quite hear clearly.

"No, I won't take the medicine..." The deep, hoarse voice squeezed out each word from his throat.

He stared intently at Jiang Wo's face, his lips twitching unconsciously, his sharp canines peeking out, his molars clenched, and the lines of his cheeks taut and prominent.

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down several times, and his lips murmured.

Jiang Wo thought he was in too much pain and was struggling to express his need for help to others.

Therefore, he tried hard to discern the shape of his lips and tried his best to hear his voice.

Finally, after many attempts, he could hear it clearly.

The man said, "I want to eat..."

"you."