Jiang Zhihuo pushed Yan Mu away, trying his best to steady his breathing.
His legs were still a bit weak, his back drenched in sweat and his hair disheaveled.
To make the scene more realistic, Jiang Zhihuo avoided any contact with Yan Mu, enduring the heat and pain head-on.
It wasn’t a true estrus period, but Feng Zhi couldn’t tell the difference at all.
Jiang Zhihuo ran his fingers through the hair on his forehead, pushing it back as he glanced at Feng Zhi. The corner of his mouth curled up slightly. “Stop staring, it’s me.”
Feng Zhi stared intently at his face, gritting his teeth. “You’re actually an omega?”
“Who knows?” Jiang Zhihuo didn’t give him a clear answer. At this point, it didn’t matter whether he said it or not–whether he was or wasn’t had nothing to do with Feng Zhi.
Beside him, Yan Mu tossed over a bag. Jiang Zhihuo caught it and pulled out a black cloth. As he tied it over Feng Zhi’s eyes, he said, “Sorry, this outfit is way too uncomfortable. I’m going to change. Even though we’re all guys and it’s no big deal, letting you see still feels a bit unpleasant. You’re just too disgusting.”
“Don’t you f*ckinging touch me!” Feng Zhi struggled desperately.
Jiang Zhihuo found it hard to tie properly for him. “You’re making this really difficult for me.”
Jiang Zhihuo looked at Yan Mu.
Yan Mu released his pheromones.
Feng Zhi was instantly suppressed, unable to move.
With Feng Zhi now cooperating more, Jiang Zhihuo quickly tied it up, making sure Feng Zhi couldn’t see anything. Only then did he walk to the other side and pull out a clean set of clothes.
Jiang Zhihuo had never changed clothes in front Yan Mu either.
Yan Mu lowered his head to look at his phone, but from the corner of his eye, he could still catch a glimpse of his movements.
He was so pale, it seemed as though his veins were visible. As he moved, his back arched slightly, the shoulder blades and the lines of his spine tensed naturally, creating distinct contours, with a deep hallow at the small of his back.
“What are you trying to do?!” Feng Zhi used all his strength to barely break free from the suppression of the pheromones. However, his movement was hindered by his blocked vision, leaving him stuck in place, yelling at the top of his lungs, “What exactly are you trying to do?!”
Jiang Zhihuo’s movements were slow and unhurried, deliberate without a hint of urgency. Hearing Feng Zhi’s frantic shouting, he turned slightly to the side.
Yan Mu noticed that there was actually a tattoo on Jiang Zhihuo’s shoulder?
Before he could make out the design, it was covered by the flipping fabric of the shirt.
Jiang Zhihuo: “Shouldn’t I be the one asking that? I was just going through my estrus period in the isolation classroom—What are you doing here?”
Feng Zhi would never admit to his actions and sneered coldly. “What did I do? Which one of you saw me do something?”
Jiang Zhihuo had anticipated his response. He put on a pair of gloves, picked up the phone Feng Zhi had left on the table, and sealed it inside a transparent bag.
After that, he bent down, pried a camera out from the corner, and gently blew away the dust on its surface.
A camera?!
Feng Zhi’s breath hitched.
Jiang Zhihuo then took out a tablet, tapped on the screen, and placed it in front of Feng Zhi’s eyes.
The scene on the screen was from the isolation classroom!
What playing was exactly the scene that had just unfolded!
The omega was huddled in the corner, while Feng Zhi was moving closer to the omega!
Feng Zhi reached out to snatch the tablet, but Jiang Zhihuo didn’t move, casually leaving it there. With a smile, he said, “It useless to take it. The video just now? It was broadcast…all, over, the, internet.”
The last four words were emphasized, each word coming out slowly with a mocking tone.
The video cut off at the moment Feng Zhi lunged toward the omega.
Jiang Zhihuo unconcernedly said, “On the internet, news spreads fast. Ten minutes, maybe? It doesn’t matter, it’ll be quick. Everyone will know who this so-called ‘perfect’ teacher really is.”
“Lincheng No.1 High School, Feng Zhi, Director Feng.”
“Perfect on the outside, but a dog underneath?!” The words pierced like a needle, digging into Feng Zhi’s mind. His expression finally cracked, turning grotesque. “It’s you, you disgusting omega, having estrus! You’re the one who begged me to mark you! What does that have to do with me?! It’s all your fault!”
Jiang Zhihuo shook his head, speaking slowly and deliberately, “Through the screen whatever people see first, whatever the video reveals, that’s what they’ll believe. What they saw was you pouncing at an omega who was ‘in estrus’, not what the omega did to you. Do you really think your excuses are still useful?”
Feng Zhi’s expression grew more and more twisted, his mouth and nose contorting, while his eyes, widened to an unnatural degree, revealed deep, ugly wrinkles around them.
The video finished playing and then looped back to the beginning.
Just like when he used to watch the omega in estrus at home, the video replayed again and again. His face appeared in the footage, magnified, distorted, and falling apart.
“How’s the positioning? Not bad, right?” Jiang Zhihuo remarked, as if seeing the video for the first time. “Hey, this camera’s quality is really good, the footage is so clear. Yan-ge, where did you buy this thing?”
Yan Mu crossed his arms and leaned against the side, watching coldly. “Lijia City.”
What?!
Lijia City, Lijia City, Lijia City…
It sounds so familiar!
—Not long ago, his computer suddenly blue-screened, and the technician said it had to be sent back to the factory for repairs. It was exactly this computer city that was sent to for repair!
Why bring this up to him at a time like this?!
It’s not a coincidence, it’s intentional!
Feng Zhi suddenly turned toward Yan Mu, his expression fierce, his eyes widened with rage. “It’s you!! My computer, you’re behind this!”
Yan Mu nodded and let out a soft “Mhm.”
Even though he had already guessed the answer, Feng Zhi’s body still trembled.
So, it was seen inside?!
His files, all his investigations, his artworks, everything he had about omega?!
They are going to send them out!
As soon as the thought emerged, Feng Zhi quickly dismissed it.
No, that’s not right. They won’t send it.
They wouldn’t dare send it, they wouldn’t dare!!
Since they planned to make him act and told him it would be broadcast live to the entire internet, it showed they still have some regard for the previous omega. The former video couldn’t be sent out, and they wouldn’t reveal the files either.
Doing this would be a futile effort. If it’s unlear, it would be questioned; if it’s too clear, it would invade the privacy.
The only thing these two could use to threaten him right now was this video!
That’s all!!
He could easily explain it; he could come up with countless excuses. It’s just the internet, after all–so many things pop up every day, with different peoplea and events. Very few people truly pay attention, and after a while, hardly anyone would remember. All he had to do was wait, wait for the matter to subside–just like back at K University. Once the hype faded, he could transfer to another school and continued as the respected Director Feng, continuing to save and admired those pitiable, pathetic omegas!
At this thought, Feng Zhi suddenly erupted into a sinister, manic laugh. He laughed so hard that his limbs trembled, his chest shook violently, and he was laughing like a madman.
At that moment, the door of the isolation classroom was suddenly kicked open.
The heavy iron door slammed against the wall, creating a loud crash.
Ding Jianhui rushed in, without asking anything, and swung his arm.
Feng Zhi suddenly couldn’t laugh anymore.
–Ding Jianhui landed a punch on his nose, with tremendous force. Feng Zhi’s entire body was sent sprawling to the side. Then, his left hand swung from another direction, and half of Feng Zhi’s face was deformed. Blood suddenly gushed from his nose.
Feng Zhi shouted angrily, “Ding Jianhui! What the hell are you doing?!”
“You’re ve got the nerves to ask me?!” Ding Jianhui spat, then raised his knee and slammed it onto Feng Zhi’s abdomen. Feng Zhi let out a painful, blood-curdling scream, his upper body curling forward. However, his face was hit with another heavy punch, and both of his cheeks began to swell with bruises. His jawbone felt like it had cracked, and his mouth wouldn’t close. Saliva dribbled unevenly from the corner of his lips.
The school’s internal network was hacked and directly sunchronized the video to every classroom where the senior year students were currently in class.
At the time like this, it wouldn’t be a surprise if someone show up.
Jiang Zhihuo leaned closer to Yan Mu and whispered, “Damn, Old Ding’s muscles are seriously impressive!!”
Ding Jianhui grabbed Feng Zhi by the collar, lifting him up. His knuckles turned red from the force, and every finger trembled.
He usually wore old-fashioned polo shirts, loose and baggy, making it impossible to see his muscles.
He had used a lot of strength while beating someone just now. His biceps and forearm muscles were tightly tensed.
When he first saw the video, he thought it was some mischievous prank by a troublesome student. Director Feng had always been a gentle and refined person. Besides, it was well known that he respected omegas more that anyone. It was impossible for him to do such a thing.
Such a thought was completely normal.
–People were often shackled by their first impressions and tend to instinctively come up with reasons to explain things that seem unreasonable.
However, Qiu Bian started to trembled the moment he saw the video, his eyes widened, mouth agape, his breathing becoming excessively rapid, as if he might suffocate at any second.
He had been holding back his emotions, but as the screen gradually faded to black, he couldn’t suppressed it anymore and started to cry.
Tang Anmiao appeared to let a sigh of relief, her whole body went limp as she collapsed in front of the desk and chair.
Ding Jianhui: “This? What the hell is going on?!”
“Teacher.” Tang Anmiao called out to him, then turned to Qiu Bian.
Qiu Bian nodded slowly, and gently removed the collar, revealing the mark on the back of his neck, scratched to the point of mangled flesh.
“It’s Feng Zhi, it’s all Feng Zhi!” Qiu Bian grabbed Ding Jianhui’s hand, his voice choked with sob, filled with anguish and fury. “He wants to mark us, he wants to mark us! He’s the one who choked Anmiao’s neck!!”
Ding Jianhui still remembered the tremor he felt when he saw that mark.
Once marked, an omega could never escape that mark for the rest of their life!!!
Ding Jianhui threw another punch, hitting Feng Zhi so hard that he couldn’t even open his eyes. He glared at him, shouting, “Are you even human?!”
“Have you ever think about the omega?”
“Who do you think you are?”
“Why do you think you deserve to be a teacher?”
“What qualifications do you have to be here?”
Faced with Ding Jianhui’s barrage of questions, Feng Zhi couldn’t find the words to respond.
Ding Jianhui’s strikes were brutal, yet precise. Except for the first few hits, the rest targeted areas were more flesh, making the pain twice as intense, but without causing serious injuries.
In the end, Feng Zhi was beaten into submission, unable to resist. His body curled up on the ground like a limp worm.
Ding Jianhui rubbed his wrist.
Since he decided to focus on health, he hadn’t fought in a long time. He had acted on impulse.
He glanced over at Jiang Zhihuo and Yan Mu, who were standing by, watching the commotion.
It was clear that the two of them had been behind everything that just occurred.
“You know about this all along?” Ding Jianhui’s expression turned serious, his brows furrowing with a fierce and harsh look. It was far from his usual warm, and friendly demeanor, exuding a kind of masculine, mature charm.
“We just found out recently,” Jiang Zhihuo said, “Sorry, teacher. This method might cause you some troubles.”
“Trouble?!” Ding Jianhui said, “Just cause trouble! Do you think I’m afraid of trouble?! You did great! No matter what the school says, I’ll back you up!”
Ding Jianhui exhaled several times, clenched his fist, and tried to calm down.
Feng Zhi was still lying on the ground.
It hurt too much; he didn’t have the strength to get up.
Damn it.
Feng Zhi cursed bitterly in his heart.
Ding Jianhui usually appeared as harmless as a piece of straw, with no trace of temper, but when he acted, he was unexpectedly ruthless.
Since they were at the scene, Ding Jianhui got Tang Anmiao and Qiu Bian’s consent. After understanding the situation, he planned to report to the school and discuss the next steps. Before leaving, he asked Jiang Zhihuo and Yan Mu to keep an eye on Feng Zhi and whether they needed any tools.
Jiang Zhihuo took a rope out of his bag. “I’ve already prepared.”
With him being beaten like this, there was no need to tie him up, he wouldn’t be able to escape.
Feng Zhi couldn’t move or struggle. As Jiang Zhihuo tied him up, he spoke to Yan Mu, “There used to be a saying in our class that I didn’t believe, but today, I guess I believe it.”
Yan Mu lifted his eyelids. “What?”
Jiang Zhihuo said, “I heard that before Old Ding became a teacher, he was a fighting instructor. Every punch he throws is really skillful.”
Feng Zhi couldn’t move, but his mouth remained defiant as he commanded, “Let me go.”
Jiang Zhihuo pulled tightly, tying a knot with a hard tug. He clapped his hands and grinned mischievously. “Not letting go. Struggle if you want.”
Feng Zhi indeed began to try to break free, twisting his body left and right, looking rather comical. He struggled to move to the wall, propping himself up as he stood, sneering. “You want to do a live broadcast, don’t you? Just looking for a new evidence, right? Aren’t you afraid of making me angry and having me release all those old videos? I’ll be finished, and so will those omegas. They’ve already been marked by me–what will happen to them in the future?”
Feng Zhi provoked. “You’re meddling in things that aren’t your business. You didn’t even show your face, you escaped everything. What about those omegas you’ve cause harm to?”
Jiang Zhihuo: “Sure.”
He crouched down. The noise earlier had been so loud that the desk had toppled over, scattering stationary and books all over the floor. Jiang Zhihuo picked them up one by one, then smirked at Feng Zhi. “If you ever get the chance to go online again.”
Feng Zhi: “What do you mean?”
Even if his inteliigence was being lowered, this was too much–he was almost at the point of being mentally disabled.
Jiang Zhihuo shook his head and said, “It was hard enough to get you over here. Of course, we’re calling the police. Do you really think we’re stupid?”
At the main gate of Lincheng No.1 High School, a police car was parked, and several teachers led the police officers into the school.
Someone was standing in the corridor and happened to see this scene. “The police?!”
Hearing the sound, students quickly rushed into the corridor.
The murmurs and discussions never stopped.
“I just saw the video of Director Feng, and now the police are here. Is the video real?”
“And it just happened? That place looks like the isolation classroom, right?”
“It must be fake, right? The isolation classroom doesn’t have surveillance cameras. Besides, who could make a video broadcast like that?”
“It can’t be fake! If it was, the police wouldn’t be here!”
“So…Director Feng really was…violating omega…”
“It can’t be wrong! They are clearly heading towards the isolation classroom!”
More and more students gathered in the corridor, watching as several teachers escorted the police into the building across the way.
Feng Zhi stood dazed, leaning against the wall.
That’s right.
Calling the police, how simple is that?
It wasn’t until then that he found it strange.
He was confident in his own rationality, but why did he act impulsively this time? Why did he attack without thinking?
Soon, he smelled the pheromones.
A faint scent of fruit wine wafted from the back of Jiang Zhihuo’s neck.
The instinctual urge of being an alpha sturred uncontrollably within him.
Feng Zhi’s nostrils flared slightly, as if he longed to inhale the sweet fragrance greedily.
“Pah.”
Yan Mu expressionlessly pressed the suppression patch firmly onto Jiang Zhihuo’s neck, stopping the increasingly intense pheromones from spreading.
Jiang Zhihuo complained, “Be gentle!”
Yan Mu let out a soft grunt and averted his gaze.
Feng Zhi: “!”
He knew.
Why was he so impulsive?
Because of the susceptible period!
It seemed like Jiang Zhihuo could tell what he was thinking. Using the same tone that Feng Zhi used to manipulated omega, he said, “The susceptible period is tough, isn’t it? You can say it if you’re uncomfortable.”
He burst out laughing after saying that. Speaking like this was absolutely disgusting, and he couldn’t understand what kind of mindset Feng Zhi must have had when saying those words.
Since things were already like this, Jiang Zhihuo didn’t mind answering Feng Zhi’s question. “Are you curious why you’re so impulsive?”
Jiang Zhihuo placed the investigation report in front of him, a whole stack, flipping through it page by page.
Feng Zhi’s expression immediately became extremely vivid.
It went from black to white, then from white to red.
Jiang Zhihuo slowly explained the entire situation.
“Your personality is easy to control, too volatile.”
“The pheromones you’ve been smelling are mine, and those hooligans outside who keep bothering you are the people I know. As for your computer…” Jiang Zhihuo pointed to Yan Mu. “Oh, this one’s on him.”
“I thought you could last a bit longer, but I didn’t expect you to explode so soon.”
Each time Jiang Zhihuo spoke, the color drained further from Feng Zhi’s face.
When it comes to angering people, Jiang Zhihuo was second to none.
“Anmiao in the next door is the one who trigger your susceptible period, to make sure you don’t have the mood to think about anything else.”
“You were confident in your control, so we deliberately made you feel like you couldn’t do anything.”
“Didn’t expect this, huh? How does it feel to be caught in your own cocoon?”
Fury surged from his chest, and Feng Zhi’s face turned ashen. His eyes gleamed with red light, as if he were about to pounced forward and sink his teeth into Jiang Zhihuo.
But he merely open his mouth.
The biting motion was stopped as Yan Mu pulled him away, wearing gloves the entire time, not wanting to let a single part of himself touch Feng Zhi.
The words he wanted to say never left his mouth, as they were blocked in his throat by Jiang Zhihuo.
“You don’t need to say anything. I can even guess what you want to do.” Jiang Zhihuo said with a grin, “You want to curse at me, right? I can even guess what you’re going to say.”
Jiang Zhihuo started counting on his fingers.
“You bunch of trash!”
“Isn’t it just an omega?”
“I’m saving you guys!”
“Without me, you are nothing!”
“Disgusting and despicable omega.”
Jiang Zhihuo’s eyes turned cold as he looked down at him, his voice sharp, saying “Is that right?”
His aura shifted quickly, becoming extremely oppressive. Feng Zhi could only stare back at him, his eyes wide as if they were about to pop out, like it was the only way he could regain some of his composure.
After a long pause, Feng Zhi finally spat out, “You damn gay.”
Jiang Zhihuo：“……”
Jiang Zhihuo：“………………”
“Me? A gay? With him?” He pointed at himself, then looked toward Yan Mu. “Ah, this…”
This really couldn’t be explain clearly.
Earlier, they kissed right in front of Feng Zhi. To be honest, although a kiss could save a lot of trouble, Jiang Zhihuo didn’t expect Yan Mu to do it so directly. It was something that could have been suppressed with just a touch on the arm.
But Jiang Zhihuo had no position to say anything. After all, wasn’t it him who was kissing Yan Mu in front of Feng Zhi, and unable to part?
Jiang Zhihuo covered his face.
After a long silence, Yan Mu finally spoke, asking Feng Zhi, “Do you have anything left to say?”
He opened the door, and Ding Jianhui was already standing outside with several police officers.
Yan Mu shoved Feng Zhi out the door.
Feng Zhi, already unsteady on his feet, was pushed with force and ended up sitting on Ding Jianhui’s feet, facing the classroom. All he could see was the other party’s dark and cold eyes.
Yan Mu lowered his gaze and coldly said, “If you have nothing to say, then leave.”
The author has something to say:
It’s just getting caught, it’s not over yet!!! Let Old Ding beat him up first to vent some frustration!!!
