Chapter 33 Chapter 33 Monthly Exam
"You...let me go!" Fu Xu struggled hard, but his strength was no match for the alpha, so he was pressed against the wall by Fu Jiaze.
Fu Jiaze leaned closer to him, lowered his voice, and spoke viciously: "I heard that you lost a broken longevity lock? You haven't found it after searching for a whole day? Trash is trash. You can't even take care of a broken thing. I advise you to leave Minister Shen as soon as possible and stop embarrassing yourself here. You are not worthy of him at all!"
Fu Xu's eyes instantly turned red. Fu Jiaze had brought this up on purpose just to provoke him. Fu Xu pushed Fu Jiaze away with all his might, his voice choked with sobs: "It's my business, no, it's none of your business!"
"Don't let me take care of you?" Fu Jiaze laughed, reaching out to grab his collar again. "I'll take care of you today. I want to see who else can take care of you here."
Fu Jiaze was standing in front of him, surrounded by several alphas and omegas wearing the same school uniform. He had grown a lot taller than a few years ago. He was wearing a well-ironed white shirt with a slightly open collar, revealing his delicate collarbone. He had a nonchalant smile on his face, but his beautiful eyes held the same malice as before.
Fu Jiaze grabbed Fu Xu's collar and looked him up and down, as if he were looking at something rare. Suddenly, he asked with amusement, "What happened? Were you kicked out of the Shen family? Or... did Mr. Shen get tired of you and send you to school?"
The companions around him sneered softly, their eyes piercing Fu Xu like needles.
Fu Xu's fingers, clutching the straps of his schoolbag, turned pale, and his lips trembled. "I...I wanted to come to school on my own."
"Go to school?" Fu Jiaze raised his eyebrows exaggeratedly, as if he had heard something funny. "You? A loser who can't even understand a junior high school textbook, and you want to go to high school?"
As Fu Jiaze spoke, he took a step forward, and the faint, soothing peony pheromone on his body spread out. Several alphas passing by smelled it and subconsciously slowed down their pace, looking at Fu Jiaze with obvious flattery in their eyes.
In fact, in this world, omegas have gradually become the lowest class because of their large numbers and lack of aggressiveness.
But there is one type of omega that is an exception, and that is the healing omega.
Generally, an alpha will fall into a state of confusion when overusing pheromones or during the fq period. Although it can be alleviated with inhibitors and soothing drugs, it is ultimately not as effective as the soothing of an omega with a high degree of compatibility.
Moreover, although there are many omegas, there are very few soothing omegas. Only this type of omega will be looked up to by everyone. Fu Jiaze has A-level healing power, which is why he is sought after by alphas in this kind of school.
"Jia Ze, stop talking nonsense with him. He looks unlucky." An omega nearby took Fu Jia Ze's arm and glanced at Fu Xu with contempt. "I heard that when he was in your house, he was not even as good as a servant. I don't know why Minister Shen would fall for such a low-quality product like him."
"Who knows?" Fu Jiaze scoffed, his gaze fixed on Fu Xu's pale face. "But it's true. An omega like him with damaged glands, what use is he other than relying on an alpha?" Fu Jiaze puffed out his chest, his tone boasting, "You'll never have the pheromones that can calm the restlessness of most alphas in your lifetime."
The surroundings were filled with praises. Fu Jiaze enjoyed the crowd's attention and looked at Fu Xu with increasing disdain: "Fu Xu, if you had known better, you would have divorced me when you returned to the Fu family. We wouldn't be in such a state now..."
"No, no divorce." Fu Xu raised his head suddenly, his voice trembling with suppressed emotion, "Mr. Shen..."
"Mr. Shen?" Fu Jiaze interrupted him, his smile growing even colder. "Do you really think Mr. Shen is sincere towards you? He's just using you as a test subject. Why do you think he sent you here? It's because your defective glands can't even produce stable pheromones. Keeping you here would be a hassle."
He leaned close to Fu Xu's ear and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear: "How do you think you got that glandular wound back then? You're not still dreaming of using pheromones to seduce Minister Shen, are you? I'm telling you, it was your mother who cut it."
Fu Xu's pupils suddenly contracted, as if someone was grabbing his heart tightly. He couldn't even breathe in pain. His body staggered back a step and bumped into the bulletin board behind him, causing a dull pain in his back.
The discussions around him grew louder and louder, and the gazes surged like a tide, almost drowning him. The harsh words were like countless needles piercing his ears.
"So he's the useless guy who was kicked out by the Fu family..."
"I heard he has glandular problems..."
"No wonder Minister Shen has never made his marriage public. It turns out he's just embarrassed to show it off..."
"Minister Shen would marry such an omega? I don't believe it."
Fu Xu's face was as white as paper, tears welled up in his eyes, but he bit his lips tightly to prevent them from falling.
Don't cry, Mr. Shen said, crying is the most useless thing.
He must study hard, become strong, and not be looked down upon by these people.
He took a deep breath, raised his head, and looked directly at Fu Jiaze: "I'm not a waste."
The voice was not loud, but it carried an almost stubborn seriousness.
Fu Jiaze was stunned for a moment, then laughed even harder. "Not useless? That's good." He pointed to the class list on the bulletin board. "Since we're in the same class, there will be plenty of opportunities to prove yourself in the future. But I have to remind you, this isn't the Shen family. No one will protect you. You'd better... be sensible."
After saying that, he turned around, hugged the omega beside him, and walked away amid a chorus of agreement, leaving Fu Xu standing there alone, surrounded by those inquiring and contemptuous gazes, like a lonely boat drifting in a storm.
Fu Xu looked at Fu Jiaze's back as he walked into the classroom, then looked down at himself. His heart seemed to be blocked by something, and it ached.
It turns out that even if you escape here, the shadows of the past will still catch up with you.
Fu Xu clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his palms, causing a sharp pain. The pain made him a little more sober. Fu Xu raised his head and dragged his stiff legs towards the school gate.
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When he pushed open the door, the sensor light in the entrance hall was only half lit, and the warm yellow light fell on the dusty hem of Fu Xu's school uniform trousers.
Chen Louchen sat on the sofa in the living room, a document spread on his knees, the pen between his fingertips didn't move, but his eyes paused for two seconds when Fu Xu walked in.
The boy's schoolbag strap was tilted on his shoulder, his hair was a little messy, and even the corners of his mouth, which would usually be raised, were now pursed into a pale line.
Chen Louchen's Adam's apple moved, and he wanted to ask "What happened at school?", but the words were suppressed at the tip of his mouth. The pen on his fingertip scratched a shallow mark on the paper, and finally he said lightly: "Uncle Chen left dinner for you."
Fu Xu hummed softly, his hands shaking a little as he put down his schoolbag.
He walked into the kitchen and opened the thermos. The dishes on the white porcelain plate were still steaming, but he had no appetite. He just picked up his chopsticks and ate small bites of rice. From the corner of his eye, he saw Chen Louchen standing at the kitchen door, his figure casting a shadow on the door frame. Fu Xu quickly forced himself to smile: "Thank you, Mr. Chen, today's dishes are delicious."
Chen Louchen didn't say anything, just nodded, turned around and went back to the study.
Fu Xu could no longer eat. He cleaned up the kitchen before going upstairs. He closed the bedroom door, then slowly squatted down against the door panel. He couldn't hold back his tears and they fell on his trouser legs. Fu Xu tightly grasped the corner of his clothes and repeatedly told himself "Don't cry", but Fu Jiaze's words during the day, the gazes of the people around him, and the dull pain from his back hitting the bulletin board, all came up, making him breathless.
Just take a nap. It’s always like this. Just take a nap and it will be fine, right?
Fu Xu didn't know how he fell asleep, his body just felt extremely heavy.
The next morning, Fu Xu arrived at school ten minutes early.
As soon as he reached the classroom door, he saw several classmates pointing at his desk. Fu Xu walked over and his heart sank.
The desk was filled with crumpled waste paper, bitten fruit peels, crushed plastic bottles, and even unknown black objects wrapped in plastic bags, with fishy juice dripping down the cracks in the desk.
"Hey, you're here to pick up the trash so early?" Fu Jiaze leaned on the railing of the corridor not far away, with his hands in his trouser pockets, smiling provocatively.
The people around him started laughing. Fu Xu didn't look at him. He just took out a tissue from his schoolbag, picked up the garbage bit by bit, and put it into the plastic bag he had brought with him. When his fingertips touched the sticky fruit peel, his hand trembled, but he didn't stop.
By the time he'd tossed the last scrap of paper into the bag, the bell had rung. The homeroom teacher walked into the classroom and saw Fu Xu standing at the door. He frowned. Having a new student with no previous education in the class would affect the grades, but a low-quality OEM student like him wouldn't be much of a success. Thinking of this, his tone grew even more serious. "You're late for my class? Go stand at the door."
Fu Xu clutched a plastic bag full of garbage and wanted to explain, but when he met the teacher's disgusted eyes, he held it back. So he walked to the corridor outside the classroom and stood there, looking down at the classmates running on the playground, his heart confused.
I tried very hard to avoid those shadows, but they still came like a tide.
The sunlight turned and shone on the corner of the wall, reflecting a white light. Fu Xu was dazzled by the dazzling light and turned his head away. Then he moved to the side, looked at the place where the light was reflected, and blinked.
Fu Xu returned to the classroom just before the next class.
As soon as he sat down, his deskmate Lin Ruan came over and handed him a mint candy in a low voice: "Are you okay? Just now... I saw them stuffing something into your desk, and I didn't dare to stop them..."
They are all alphas. Even if they are born into noble families, they are still omegas. They dare not confront alphas head-on.
Fu Xu took the mint candy, peeled off the candy wrapper and put it in his mouth. The cool taste dispelled some of his irritability. He shook his head at Lin Ruan and said softly, "I'm fine, thank you."
Lin Ruan was about to say something when the homeroom teacher walked in with the lesson plan. She placed the textbook on the podium and cleared her throat. "I have something to tell you. Next Wednesday we'll have our first monthly exam, covering the first two chapters. Everyone, hurry up and review. Students with weak foundations, especially, need to put in extra effort."
Fu Xu's hand holding the pen paused for a moment. He looked up at the words "Monthly Exam" on the blackboard, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
take an exam……
This is his chance to prove that he is not a waste.
Fu Xu took out the textbook and lightly stroked the name "Chen Louchen" on the title page with his fingertips.
If he can get a good grade, will Mr. Shen praise him?
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