Chapter 9 Why Am I Not Rich? Wen Han suddenly realized that he…

"...What do you mean?"

The system stammered, "What if the protagonist doesn't have an Alpha suppressant?"

Wen Han asked curiously, "He's an Omega, of course he wouldn't be carrying an Alpha suppressant."

"What if the protagonist loses control and forcibly marks him, and then gets pregnant?"

Wen Han thought for a moment and hesitated before saying, "The Gu family is so rich, they can't expect our family to pay for the pregnancy expenses, can they?"

“But the main character is still in school!” the system said anxiously. “This isn’t right.”

Wen Han remained silent, sitting quietly in his seat. After a long while, he finally uttered, "So what?"

"No matter what, it has nothing to do with me." Wen Han frowned.

"But..." The system's whimpering voice was irritating him. Just as Wen Han was about to tell it to stop howling, a bottle of ice-cold mineral water was suddenly placed on the table.

Jing Yu examined the injuries on his face: "Applying ice water should help."

Wen Han looked at his fair and handsome face. His pure pupils, under his long, curled eyelashes like small fans, seemed focused, but his mind was subtly occupied by other things.

Wen Han picked up the water bottle and put it on her face, then suddenly asked him, "Jing Yu, it seems like Gu Cheng's heat is coming soon."

Jing Yu paused in his flipping through the book for a moment, then resumed his normal actions: "Is that so?"

"He keeps bothering Wen Ruan. Do you think I should warn them?"

Wen Han turned her head to the side and stared intently at the other person.

Jing Yu chuckled softly: "Isn't Wen Ruan your younger brother?"

Wen Han looked away, feeling bored, but Jing Yu suddenly put down his book and said seriously, "Since you're his brother, you must be worried about whether Gu Cheng is someone he can entrust his life to, right?"

Wen Han replied perfunctorily, "Mm."

Do you think they are truly in love?

"Hmm." It must be true love, even though it's a bit disgusting.

Jing Yu's voice was very gentle: "Then it's best if you don't tell them yet."

Wen Han asked in surprise, "Huh?!"

Jingyu seemed to be thinking seriously: "If it's true love, even if it's painful, I'd rather get hurt myself than let the other person get hurt, right?"

“If Gu Cheng really loves your brother that much, he would rather hurt himself than let anything happen to your brother,” Jing Yu said with a smile. “You can take this opportunity to test him, so it’s better not to tell them yet. What do you think?”

Wen Han nodded blankly.

Great! Now I have such a perfectly legitimate reason to make Gu Cheng and Wen Ruan suffer, without having to endure the system's nagging and making me look like a villain. No wonder Jing Yu can be a high-level villain; I'll use this to appease the system.

The system was also stunned. This person was more like a villain than the host. He had a lot of talk, but in reality, he didn't care about anything!

“I think Jingyu makes a lot of sense.” Wen Han flipped the bottle of ice water over and continued applying it. “Let’s leave it at that. How could Gu Cheng bear to hurt Wen Ruan? It’s best if we don’t disturb them.”

The system tried to persuade him again, but Wen Han was very dissatisfied: "Are you my system or their system?"

The system shrank back into a corner, feeling wronged.

Fang Songxia hung his head. Wen Han looked at him listlessly and said nervously, "Don't be stupid and go looking for a fight with them, okay?"

"No." Fang Songxia seemed to have suffered a great blow. "I told his homeroom teacher, but he couldn't even be bothered to deal with me."

Wen Han chuckled and said, "Does his homeroom teacher really think he'd call the police to arrest him? Getting his parents called in for a reprimand would be too lenient."

Fang Songxia retorted, "What if Gu Cheng had been beaten—"

"You're definitely not going to let this go, right?" Wen Han said nonchalantly, "Who's his father? Who's my father? How can they be the same?"

"Alright, don't be angry. Jin Mingxuan broke Wen Ruo's bones. If my family doesn't forgive him, he'll definitely go to jail. Does that make you feel better?"

Fang Songxia hesitated and said, "Are you really not angry? Or should I ambush him after evening class?"

Wen Han smiled and said, "You really have a way with ideas. I just gave him a good humiliation, and my anger has long since subsided."

Fang Songxia was coaxed by Wen Han, and it was time for class to start, so the students returned to their seats.

Wen Han took out her English test paper, and after a while, she pulled out a tissue, pretending to wipe her nose, while secretly wiping away the tears in her eyes.

He only said those things to appease Fang Songxia. If his father were powerful and influential, Jin Mingxuan's parents would probably have beaten him up and forced him to kneel before them and apologize. These people at school certainly wouldn't dare to fool his family, unlike now, where he can only deceive himself into believing he doesn't care.

Gu Cheng likes Wen Ruan, but he thinks that Wen Ruan doesn't love him for his money, but for being a really good Omega. So he thinks it would be better if they were both born into poor families! Why does he want to be rich so much, but he has a poor father who is also a bit of a saint, which has made him suffer so much.

The more Wen Han thought about it, the more her feelings of grievance and injustice surged like a mighty river, and her hatred for Gu Cheng also rose with the tide. She hoped that he would be finished as soon as possible.

The system didn't dare to say anything and could only request the space to quickly approve the permissions.

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Finally, get out of class ended, and Wen Han took a sip of water to relieve the soreness in her throat.

He paused for a moment as he screwed the cap back on; this water was bought by Jingyu, and he had forgotten about it.

Oh well, Jing Yu didn't ask him for money anyway. Wen Han silently put the water back in the desk drawer; maybe the other person had already forgotten about it.

"Wen Han," Jing Yu suddenly spoke.

"Oh! How much was this water again? I'll bring it to you tomorrow."

Jing Yu smiled helplessly, "It was originally bought for you, just a bottle of water."

"It's just a bottle of water," Wen Han thought sourly to himself. He almost forgot that the other person was also rich.

"I wanted to ask if your family is planning to hire a lawyer?"

"No." Wen Qingke didn't have that kind of money. When Wen Han was preparing to negotiate, he had the system act as his lawyer, and he repeated it.

Jingyu asked him, "I know a lawyer, let me introduce you to him."

Wen Han didn't want Jing Yu to realize that his family couldn't even afford to hire a lawyer, and was thinking of a way to refuse when Jing Yu added, "He's still an intern lawyer, and he's worried about not being able to get cases even for free."

Wen Han swallowed back her words of refusal: "Really?"

“Okay,” Jing Yu said, “but I’ve forgotten his contact information. Can you give me yours?”

Wen Han said awkwardly, "I don't have a cell phone, I only have my dad's number."

So Wen Han gave Jing Yu Wen Qingke's phone number. Jing Yu asked him, "Don't you have any [illegible]?"

Wen Han shook her head. Wen Qingke only had one phone number, which made it very inconvenient for him, Wen Ruo, and Wen Ruan to do assignments or check in online. Wen Han was especially resentful at times like this.

Poverty-stricken couples face a hundred sorrows, and this is especially true for poor families. However, the other two children in the family have accepted this situation well, which makes Wen Han seem very immature.

"Wen Han, the teacher wants to see you in the office."

Wen Han guessed it was about Jin Mingxuan. He went to the office, and the homeroom teacher took a sip of tea and said warmly, "Wen Han, come and sit down."

He sat down in the chair next to the desk, and the homeroom teacher asked kindly, "Did you have a conflict with a classmate?"

“No,” Wen Han said. “It was Jin Mingxuan and his group who unilaterally caused me trouble.”

The homeroom teacher sighed: "Those guys are all delinquents who don't study hard. You should all stay away from them, understand?"

"They blocked me at the stairwell, and I couldn't avoid them."

The homeroom teacher was speechless. Knowing Wen Han's stubborn temper, he could only stop dwelling on who had caused trouble for whom: "His homeroom teacher has already reprimanded him, and he knows he was wrong. Don't keep taking this to heart. Focus on your studies and don't worry about anything else."

They knew they were wrong, but they were too lazy to make the other person come to class to apologize in person. Wen Han nodded: "Teacher, it's okay. Anyway, Wen Ruo's matter will be handled by a lawyer, and then he can take care of my matter as well."

The homeroom teacher was startled: "We're all classmates, there's no need to be so serious."

Wen Han neither denied nor spoke.

The homeroom teacher advised, "How can anyone not encounter difficulties? When you enter society in the future, if you suffer a little injustice or have a conflict with someone, are you going to call the police and hire a lawyer every time?"

Wen Han smiled and said, "If you have money, of course you don't care if you're in court every day."

The homeroom teacher intended to defuse the situation with humor, but instead it stirred up Wen Han's resentment: "Gu Cheng gets into trouble every day and nothing happens to him, so why can't I find a lawyer when I get beaten up?"

The homeroom teacher smiled and said, "That's not what I meant."

"Gu Cheng's father is the richest man in China. What does Jin Mingxuan's family do?" Wen Han said calmly. "They can't just go directly to the principal, can they?"

The homeroom teacher's expression was rather unpleasant: "Do you think the school is deliberately protecting them?"

"No." Wen Han lowered her eyes. "If it were Gu Cheng who got hit, no one would find it strange if he wanted to sue, right?"

The more she tried to persuade him, the more Wen Han hoped he would be ruined.

As Wen Han walked out of the office, she heard the teacher behind her homeroom teacher laugh and say, "This student has quite a unique personality."

The homeroom teacher looked annoyed: "He has a bad temper too, and both of them are probably at fault."

"Go to hell, all of you go to hell!" Wen Han said, tears welling in his eyes. He was fed up with this kind of life, where even a hoodlum from an ordinary family could bully him.

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Wen Han was preoccupied with these things throughout the entire evening self-study session.

The system was a little sad. It felt that the host should focus on studying, which might be better. However, it couldn't help the host solve their troubles, and its mood gradually declined.

The weather was still hot, and small insects would occasionally swarm onto the table. Wen Han could feel the pheromones around her becoming restless.

Especially the desk behind him, which is most sensitive to heat, had a strong scent of floral water pheromones. Unfortunately, it was all show and no substance; it didn't actually repel mosquitoes. Wen Han expressionlessly swatted at a mosquito that tried to bite his hand, but the dead mosquito escaped and flew to Jing Yu.

Jingyu was writing a physics exam paper. Without even looking up, he picked up the book with his other hand and gently slapped it, accidentally hitting a mosquito.

Alphas' senses are really sharp. Wen Han suddenly realized that he still couldn't smell what Jing Yu's pheromones smelled like.

A note from the author:

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Jingyu: Look how I casually got their contact information [shy]

Wen Han: But I don't have a phone [chin resting on hand]