Damn it, I'm surrounded by insane Alphas!

(A chaotic scene is about to unfold, Teacher Wen, you'll have to deal with it yourself, hehe)

Some people have already recognized the figure at the door.

A white shirt, thin-rimmed silver glasses, and a black umbrella that he hadn't yet put away.

Wen Yiheng stood under the light of the porch, her gaze passing over everyone and landing on the figures embracing in the corner.

The figure who hadn't replied to his messages all afternoon, saying she was camping and having a great time, was now nestled in the arms of another Alpha.

Is that why I didn't reply to your messages all afternoon? Were you so engrossed in watching the game that you didn't even check your phone?

And that extremely guilty message I received, that photo of barbecue.

He immediately sensed something was wrong, zoomed in on the photo, and instantly recognized it as a barbecue restaurant.

He checked the afternoon's match results; Fei Shen's team had won, so... it was a victory celebration. He immediately went downstairs, got his car, and searched along the street.

This was the liveliest place, and when he pushed open the door, this was the scene before him.

Wen Yiheng's fingers slowly tightened around the umbrella handle, and the veins on her hands spread from the back of her hands to her wrists, disappearing under the cuffs of her shirt.

As he noticed that more and more students were coming in, the noise in the shop suddenly subsided.

Fei Shen also turned around curiously, and was stunned when he saw the person coming from the door.

He recognized Wen Yiheng; who wouldn't know such a prominent figure? But why was he here in the middle of the night, and why was he staring intently at him?

Fei Shen was still wondering when Wen Yiheng started walking towards him.

Fei Shen forced a smile and greeted her, "Teacher Wen, what brings you here—"

Wen Yiheng ignored him and directly put her arm around Shi Ran's shoulder, helping him up from Fei Shen's embrace.

Shi Ran didn't wake up, but just frowned and groaned.

Fei Shen was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to reach out to stop her, but Wen Yiheng had already turned around, half supporting and half carrying Shi Ran, and walked towards the door.

He didn't speak, didn't look at anyone, and focused on helping the person in his arms through the curious, prying, and restless gazes. He didn't want those people to watch the spectacle.

Once this door is closed, the inside is the inside, and the outside is the outside.

All those whispers, all that gossip that would spread on the school walls tomorrow, were blocked by that door.

Fei Shen quickly caught up and blocked the road. "Teacher, what are you doing? We'll take him home later."

Wen Yiheng leaned Shi Ran on her shoulder and finally looked up at him. "It's past curfew. Where can you take him?"

Fei Shen was inexplicably rebuffed, and his brows furrowed.

"Is there any problem with us booking a few suites at the hotel?"

Wen Yiheng's expression changed as well. "I am his teacher and have the right to supervise him."

Fei Shen chuckled, as if he found it outrageous. "Teacher? Teacher Wen, aren't you being a bit too nosy? And who are you to him?"

Wen Yiheng's eyelashes trembled slightly. Instead of answering Fei Shen's question, she countered, "And what about you? What are you to him?"

Fei Shen was stunned for a moment.

Wen Yiheng's gaze swept over him from top to bottom, as if she were examining an exam paper.

"We've known each other for a week, added each other on WeChat... so who are you to him?"

Fei Shen's Adam's apple bobbed, and he said, "I'm pursuing him, there's nothing wrong with admitting it. What? Teacher Wen, are you too?"

He spoke frankly, so frankly that he was quite self-assured.

He could, because he was just a student, an Alpha who was a year older than Shi Ran.

He can stand here openly and say the words "I'm pursuing him" without caring about anyone's opinion.

It can be warmed by scallions but not by scallions.

Teacher-student relationships are a gray area in any university.

Fei Shen looked into his silent eyes and suddenly smiled.

"Teacher Wen, you can't say it, can you? Because you're a teacher."

Fei Shen grasped Shi Ran's forearm again, showing no intention of giving in. "I think it would be better to let Shi Ran choose for herself."

Wen Yiheng stared at him, raising an eyebrow slightly. "Okay."

He wanted to see who Shi Ran would choose between him and Fei Shen, whom he had only known for a week.

Just then, a figure suddenly appeared on the opposite street not far away.

Song Yu originally went to the store's restroom, but there were no seats available, so he went to the one across the street, cursing all the way. Who would have thought that he would stumble upon such a thrilling scene as soon as he came out.

That's a profitable move.

Fei Shen and Wen Yiheng each held onto one side of Shi Ran, neither willing to let go.

Fei Shen looked down at Shi Ran, his voice very soft, "Shi Ran, wake up... Do you want me to take you home, or Teacher Wen?"

Shi Ran struggled to open his eyes, but his vision was still blurry. Squinting, he saw that familiar face.

He didn't recognize Fei Shen; he only knew that the face belonged to that person.

He hugged Fei Shen tightly around the waist, as if afraid he would run away.

"Don't go." His voice was trembling with tears, but the longing in it wasn't for Fei Shen. "I don't want you to leave."

Wen Yiheng's hand supporting Shi Ran stiffened, her gaze fixed on the hands tightly wrapped around Fei Shen's waist.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, but his expression remained unchanged.

good very good.

Shi Ran actually chose the other party, a greenhorn he didn't even consider a rival. Why?

He thought that just by standing there, he had already provided the answer.

But the result?

Shi Ran chose Fei Shen, not just chose, she pounced on him, hugged him tightly, and cried, "Don't go."

Almost at the same moment Shi Ran finished speaking, Wen Yiheng's pheromones went out of control.

Like a wildfire burning through his proud rationality, he clenched his fists and forcefully suppressed the rampant pheromones.

Only the incompetent become puppets of pheromones.

He had seen far too many Alphas driven by desire, so rampaging that they couldn't even recognize themselves.

They don't deserve to be called top-tier Alphas; they are merely vessels of power.

He, Wen Yiheng, is different; he can control his body and emotions.

He is always in control.

Fei Shen patted Shi Ran's back gently, "Okay, okay, I won't leave."

He raised his head, looked at Wen Yiheng, and his lips twitched maliciously, declaring Wen Yiheng out of the game.

"Teacher Wen, I think the answer is already quite clear..."

Wen Yiheng turned his face away, let out a long sigh, and then he clearly heard the string in his mind snap.

Does it matter what dignity, superiority, or control are?

All he knew was that at this moment he desperately wanted to possess Shi Ran and make this ungrateful brat disappear completely.

next second.

Wen Yiheng stepped forward and pulled Shi Ran out of Fei Shen's arms.

Before Fei Shen could react, Wen Yiheng had already scooped him up in her arms, her movements swift and decisive.

"Hey! Teacher Wen, what are you doing? I respect you as a teacher... Hey, are you crazy?!"

Wen Yiheng didn't even glance at Fei Shen. He held Shi Ran firmly in his arms and turned to walk towards his car.

Fei Shen took two steps after him, but ultimately hesitated because he was a teacher, and didn't actually stop him. He only muttered a curse under his breath:

"This is fucking insane... What kind of nonsense is this?"

Not far away, Song Yu stood still, mouth slightly open, muttering to himself, "Damn... our CEO Ran is awesome."

Wen Yiheng shoved Shi Ran into the passenger seat, her hands still shaking as she fastened the seatbelt.

He heard his own heavy breathing echoing in the car, and the burning pheromones coursing through his blood, making him unable to think.

He walked around the front of the car, got into the driver's seat, started the engine, shifted gears, and stepped on the gas.

The engine roared, and his eyes were fixed on the rain curtain split by the headlights ahead, but he couldn't see anything.

All I could think about was Shi Ran rushing over and hugging Fei Shen tightly around the waist.

It was all about that phrase, "Don't go, I don't want you to leave."

He drove very fast, so fast it was unlike him at all.

Shi Ran leaned back in the passenger seat, her head tilted towards the window, swaying left and right as the car turned, like a boneless rag doll.

His eyelashes were still wet and stuck together, his breathing was light and even, and there were still some tear stains at the corners of his mouth.

He knows nothing.

He didn't know who had carried him into the car, he didn't know where he was going, and he didn't know that the person next to him was being tortured by a single sentence.

Wen Yiheng stared at that unguarded face, all he wanted to do was take this person back and lock him up.

Shi Ran shifted slightly, changed her posture, and turned her face from the car window toward Wen Yiheng.

Wen Yiheng turned his head and glanced at him again. He suddenly wanted to wake this person up, to make him open his eyes and look at him.

He wanted to ask him, "Can you look at me? When can you look at me?"

Shi Ran was completely unaware of all this. He had a very shallow dream, a dream about the long night he was kidnapped.

In the endless darkness, he mumbled a name.

"Fu Yanshen..."

Shi Ran's voice was very soft, but Wen Yiheng heard it.

His hand paused for a moment, and he slowly turned his head to look at the person with a furrowed brow and moving lips.

Wen Yiheng's voice trembled slightly as she spoke, "What did you say?"

Shi Ran suddenly shivered, and as Wen Yiheng had hoped, she called out again, "Fu Yanshen..."

The two people's names are so similar, it's like a cruel joke.

Wen Yiheng naturally assumed that Shi Ran was calling Fei Shen's name. He didn't say anything more, withdrew his gaze, and suddenly turned the direction.

The car was parked on the side of the road.

He unbuckled his seatbelt, turned to the side, and kissed him.

A kiss fueled by suppressed anger, jealousy, and uncontrollable passion all night long.

Shi Ran let out a muffled groan in her sleep.

He didn't flinch; he had kissed so many times that he had an instinctive response to kissing.

This skill and naturalness further stimulated Wen Yiheng.

Shi Ran had already learned how to kiss, but not with him.

A low whimper escaped Wen Yiheng's throat, like a suppressed growl.

He kissed him more deeply, his hand sliding from the back of Shi Ran's neck to his waist, tightening his grip and pulling him closer to him.

The scent of figs wafted into his nostrils, like a hand slowly reaching into his chest, grasping his heart which was about to explode, and gently pressing it down.

His anger and jealousy were still there, but his pheromones seemed to have been soothed by something.

Wen Yiheng stopped, her forehead pressed against Shi Ran's, panting, their breaths mingling.

The carriage was quiet. He stared at Shi Ran's slightly swollen lips. "Who am I?"

His voice was hoarse and unlike his own. "Tell me, who am I?"

Shi Ran's eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes.

His eyes were still unfocused and unfocused. When he realized that the person in front of him was Wen Yiheng, he was stunned for a moment.

It was very short, less than half a second, but Wen Yiheng saw it.

It was in that moment of confusion that Wen Yiheng abruptly released her grip.

Suddenly losing its support, it tumbled back into the passenger seat with a dull thud.

He hadn't recovered from the kiss yet; his lips were still numb. Then he heard a laugh.

Shi Ran turned her head and saw that Wen Yiheng's lips were actually curving up.

Damn... why is he laughing?

Wen Yiheng handed him the water bottle, his voice calm and gentle, just as always, as if he weren't the one who had just pinned him down in the seat and kissed him until he couldn't breathe.

"Have some water, to sober up."

Shi Ran panicked even more now; this gentleness was more terrifying than anger.

[Tongzi... what on earth happened tonight?] He whispered to himself.

Tongzi carefully chose his words: "I can only say, it was absolutely brilliant."

Although he didn't understand, he didn't dare to ask again.

He shrank back into his seat, closed his eyes, and leaned against the car window. The glass was cold, pressing against his temples, and the throbbing veins in his body contracted from the cold.

Oh no, this is a disaster...