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

One of Jiang Wo's principles for dealing with people is to never offend anyone.

In this difficult world, the best way to survive is to remain unknown, work quietly, and keep a low profile.

Especially in St. Eton, an academy full of children of the powerful and wealthy.

As the only one who knows the truth of the world, Jiang Wo knows perfectly well that the four most powerful people in the future academy will fall madly in love with the protagonist, Shen Chuyan.

They used every means imaginable—coercion, intimidation, sweet talk—to win Shen Chuyan's heart.

The beginning is brutally cruel, but the pursuit of his wife later on will only be more ruthless.

For Shen Chuyan's sake, the several "sliced-up" male leads went to any lengths. As for a lackey like him who didn't even have a proper face in the comic, once Prince Innaheng became intelligent and knew how to pursue his wife, whether or not to kill him was just a matter of Shen Chuyan's word.

Therefore, he must survive in the cracks.

He had no choice but to do what His Highness Innaheng had asked him to do, but he also couldn't afford to offend Shen Chuyan too much.

As it happened, the two were deskmates. While Jiang Wo was flipping through her books, Shen Chuyan slowly walked into the classroom, pulled out her chair, and sat down silently.

Jiang Wo turned her head to look, and Shen Chuyan was indeed the most authoritative protagonist in the whole comic. Her features were excellent, her face shape was superior, and even her hair seemed to have been favored by the author, with every strand exuding exquisiteness.

He was thinking about how to make amends to Shen Chuyan and express his apology.

Jiang Wo was used to being alone, and he usually did everything by himself without his older brother's orders.

This resulted in his somewhat aloof and sullen personality. He didn't know how to socialize, and his mouth wasn't as eloquent as others. In class, he was like a transparent person. Others didn't interact with him, and he wouldn't take the initiative to make friends.

It's easy to imagine how difficult it would be for him to take the initiative to greet Shen Chuyan.

Jiang Wo secretly glanced at Shen Chuyan a few times, then immediately looked away. Not long after, he secretly looked at him again. He thought he was being very discreet, but unexpectedly, Shen Chuyan suddenly turned his head, and Jiang Wo's gaze met his directly.

Jiang Wo was so startled that the tuft of hair on her head almost stood up straight.

He immediately turned his head away, nervously fidgeting with his hands, no longer daring to look at Shen Chuyan.

Shen Chuyan seemed to have only turned his head unintentionally. After meeting Jiang Wo's gaze, he casually turned his attention back to the books on the table.

Jiang Wo's heart pounded wildly in fear, and it took a long time for it to finally return to its normal rhythm.

The book says that you can try giving the other person a gift when apologizing.

Jiang Wo didn't have any spare money, but luckily he liked to eat candy. He ate very cheap fruit candies wrapped in colorful wrappers. Although they were small, each one was very sweet.

Sweetness brings happiness, making it a perfect gift.

Thinking of this, he grabbed a handful of candy from his pocket, hesitated for a moment about what to say, but his mouth was too clumsy to say anything nice, so he could only put all the candy on Shen Chuyan's table.

He reached out and pushed the candy towards Shen Chuyan, saying very softly, "This candy is for you."

Shen Chuyan remained unmoved, not even sparing him a glance, her rejection quite obvious.

Jiang Wo's eyebrows slowly drooped, his courage having dissipated by more than half. The tips of his ears turned slightly red, and he dared not speak to Shen Chuyan any longer, only whispering in a voice that only he could hear, "Sweet, very delicious."

Shen Chuyan's ears twitched slightly, but Jiang Wo had her head down, so he didn't see it.

Someone was calling Jiang Wo's name at the classroom door.

Jiang Wo thought his older brother had assigned him more work, so he quickly stood up and went out. He left the candies on Shen Chuyan's table, thinking that as long as he didn't take them, Shen Chuyan would probably take them away.

After Jiang Wo left, Shen Chuyan's gaze fell on the handful of colorful candies. He looked at them for a while before looking away.

The candy lay quietly on the table, one missing, but no one would notice.

Jiang Wo only realized after he went out that the person who called him was not one of Prince Ying Naheng's underlings, and the reason for calling him was not to ask him to go and keep order, but to ask him to go to the dean's office.

Students like him, who were admitted from impoverished areas, receive poverty relief grants from the empire every year. He was called to the teachers' office this time to fill out relevant application forms.

Jiang Wo was already familiar with this process, and she filled out all the forms with ease, then handed them to the head of teaching affairs after tidying them up.

The head of student affairs, sipping his tea, glanced up at him dismissively and said earnestly, "St. Eton spends money to support you poor and powerless kids, not for charity. It's one thing to lack mental strength, but your grades aren't exactly great either. What was your ranking last year?"

Fifth in the grade.

The head of the teaching department seemed to choke for a moment. His mind was not on these poor students with no future, so he had no impression of Jiang Wo. He only reprimanded him because he disliked the poor and shabby smell emanating from these people.

St. Eton is the most sacred and noble institution of learning. It is precisely because it has accepted these untouchables from impoverished areas that serious incidents of petty theft, fighting, and brawling have occurred in recent years.

The head of the teaching department blamed all the mistakes on the poor students. He knew that the incidents stemmed from bullying by the children of the powerful and wealthy, but he chose to turn a blind eye. In his eyes, class was a chasm, and the powerful would not make mistakes; all the mistakes were caused by the lower-class citizens.

He just didn't expect Jiang Wo to dare to refute his face in public.

The head of student affairs snorted coldly, his tone unfriendly, "You better pray you didn't cheat. St. Eton has the strictest surveillance system. If I catch you doing anything wrong, you can forget about staying at St. Eton."

Jiang Wo's mind went blank. He had heard these words many times before and was already used to them.

The head of the teaching department was still lecturing incessantly. Jiang Wo appeared to be obediently listening to the scolding with her head down, but in reality, her eyes had already fallen on the birds on the branches outside the window.

There was a big, fat bird with a round body. It seemed to have no concept of its own weight and stepped on a very thin branch.

Unsurprisingly, it swayed back and forth on it for a while, dancing like a ball, before suddenly plunging headfirst into its little nest.

Jiang Wo couldn't help but chuckle.

The dean of students' face turned green instantly. He roared, "Disrespectful to teachers, stubborn and unruly! Believe me, I'll expel you today!"

"Director Liu, what an airs! Who are you going to fire?" a slightly casual voice rang out.

As soon as the voice rang out, the head of the teaching department's face turned from green to white.

Jiang Wo's shoulder was hooked, and he turned his head slightly in a daze, only to see a magnified version of a man's profile.

He was so close that he could even see the patterns engraved on the black earrings the man was wearing.

"Young Master Ying, what brings you here?" The headmaster's tone was ingratiating, a stark contrast to his earlier reprimand of Jiang Wo.

"Stop flattering me. I'm asking you, who did you just say you wanted to fire?" Innaheng wasn't buying it.

The fat on the dean's face began to jiggle, and he said with a forced smile, "I was just joking with Jiang. I'm not expelling anyone."

Having climbed to his position, the head of student affairs had honed his ability to read people's expressions to a level that was now unparalleled. How could he not know that this lowly commoner in front of him was actually under the protection of Innaheng?

If it were an ordinary noble child, the headmaster wouldn't be so afraid.

But Innaheng was different. The title of the son of the head of state was already enough to make people feel suffocated, not to mention this young master's unpredictable and vindictive personality.

If he angered him, the head of student affairs knew he wouldn't have a good ending.

"So it was a joke." Innaheng smiled, and the next second, he kicked Director Liu in the beer belly.

Director Liu fell to the ground like a toad, his face immediately contorted in pain.

Inna wiped the soles of her shoes on his shirt, then patted Director Liu's face with the tip of her shoe, giving him a friendly smile. "I was just joking with you. You shouldn't mind, right?"

Director Liu didn't dare utter a word, clutching his stomach and groaning in pain while respectfully nodding.

He didn't even dare to show any resentment or dissatisfaction in front of Innaheng. Even though his face was contorted with pain, he still forced a smile.

As a result, his whole face looked particularly strange.

Innaheng turned his head, meeting Jiang Wo's gaze that had been fixed on him, and asked, "Why are you staring at me like that?"

Jiang Wo quickly lowered her head and answered softly, "...I'm not doing anything."

"If you want to look, then look openly." Innaheng pinched his chin and turned his face towards her.

Jiang Wo blinked, her eyelashes trembling slightly with unease, but fortunately, her glasses lenses were thick enough that they were not easily noticed.

Innaheng's gaze fell on his lips.

The scene in the warehouse that day kept replaying in my mind. Even though her lips were swollen from being kissed, she still obediently answered and explained when asked her name.

Back then, her lips were full and moist, and when she spoke softly, they would tremble slightly with her words.

Like pudding.

Innaheng doesn't like sweets, but he couldn't resist reaching out and pressing his thumb against the boy's light pink lower lip.

Gently stroking it with my fingertips, it felt just as soft as I had imagined.

"Your Highness?" Jiang Wo asked in a low voice, unsure of what to say.

Innaheng's fingers were already resting on his lower lip, and when he spoke, a gap appeared, and his thumb fell directly in.

This unexpected turn of events left both of them somewhat stunned.

Yingnaheng reacted quickly, casually removing her fingers and instead starting to pinch Jiang Wo's face.

"Your saliva is all over my fingers, let me use your face to wipe it off," Inna said seriously.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wo obediently stood still, letting him knead and shape her as he pleased.

Except when you squeeze too hard, it will let out a soft hum, otherwise it is incredibly well-behaved.

Innaheng's eyes darkened. He stopped what he was doing and extended his palm towards Jiang Wo.

Jiang Wo was bewildered. Although he didn't quite understand, his boss's request was a military order, so he carefully placed his chin in the man's palm, blinked, and asked, "Is it like this?"

Inaheng, who had only intended to tease the boy in front of him and get him to wipe the drool off his fingers: ...

I was inexplicably charmed.

Innaheng coughed, then nodded and said, "Hmm, well done."