The Pretty Beta is Forced to Become a Heartthrob Chapter 17

Chapter 17: A Virgin’s Tribulation

He Qianyu was practically scrambling as he was “invited” out of Chengxin Zhai, the door slamming shut behind him with a “bang.”

However, the fleeting glimpse of the beauty’s anger made a trace of unspeakable excitement and possessiveness stir in the depths of his heart.

He seemed to understand why Wen Zheng was being baited like a dog. He touched his cheek, which had almost been hit by the book; the touch of the strong wind scraping past seemed to remain there.

Truly spicy.

Inside the room, Jiang Zhaosheng looked expressionlessly at the “reference materials” scattered all over the floor. He didn’t bend down to pick them up, using the toe of his shoe to roughly kick them into the corner.

An eyesore.

After dealing with them, he remembered he still had several cats to raise. He pinched the bridge of his nose and reopened the front door.

Then, this retired agent expressionlessly crouched down and waved at the little animals. The tuxedo-colored black cat was the first to jump onto his lap, the tip of its tail brushing against the hollow of his neck. It was a bit itchy.

Jiang Zhaosheng took a deep breath to calm his mood and carried these ancestors into the room one by one.

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Topic: 【Report!!! He’s back!!!!】

Poster: Anonymous User

I finally saw my Kitten again!!! He looks a bit thinner, wearing a sailor collar coat and crouching there petting cats. This outfit today makes him look especially young. Little Mama…

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Ah, a kitten and a Kitten, so cute. I really want to steal that big cat w

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He really is back. My psychological trauma is saved.

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Zhaozhao, I don’t want to be your cat, I want to be your dog. I want to, I want to, I want to…

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My private stock is relying on this photo. That look of faint exhaustion and aloofness in his eyes… Hiss, being easily corrupted by the gentle temperament on Zhaozhao and turning dark. Hehe, what my brain thinks of tonight isn’t up to you [Grip.gif]

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Waaa Kitten, my Kitten, you’re finally back. The child has been missing you so much these past few days it hurts.

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Where does everyone itch and where does it hurt? So hard to guess.

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No fantasizing about my Mom.

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If no one else is going to say it, I will—let me ask a question that’ll break through your defenses. Where has he been these past few days? Are there marks on him? Why is he thinner? Why does he look so weary?

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Hahahahahahahaha, person above, I’m driving a truck over to find you.

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Scanning the cat.

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Simple and crude. The person above is like a pathetic husband who found out his wife is unfaithful and has flags flying all over the place outside but is powerless to do anything.

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Zhaozhao: I was xx’ed by a man, what about it?

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I’m feeling a bit related. Do you guys really not care or are you just joking through the pain? Haha, I’m just asking, my eyes are tearing up.

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It’s okay, it’s okay. You know Kitten survived being tricked and having a child out of wedlock when he was young and beautiful. This time he just went out and was thoroughly x-ed… Wait, why is there a rope around my neck?

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…If knowing Kitten’s history was the first stage of the test for my virgin first love, then this disappearance during workdays is the second stage. Why is it on hell difficulty from the start? Hehe.

Don’t laugh, you won’t pass the second stage either.

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Don’t laugh, you won’t pass the second stage either.

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Don’t laugh, you won’t pass the second stage either.

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What kind of cuckold fetish do you need to have to endure this kind of partner?! I can’t take it anymore. I’ve decided to throw away my brain and just mindlessly simp for Zhaozhao.

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Just an announcement: by default, House Kitten is single here. If you mention a partner, get out. You’re someone with no ambition. You’re still young; you should work hard and have plenty of time to strive to be a homewrecker!

Talk of Zhaozhao’s boyfriend, husband, or partner? My Kitten only has one daughter, understood? Everyone else is just a hotel or a love rival. Giving them status is not allowed 🙂

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Breaking news!!! The top love rival met the second love rival, and the two are about to have a fight!!

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Is this the competition between the two great simps… for Zhaozhao…

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Did they really go? Doesn’t that mean we can find an excuse to ask House Kitten to show his face?! I’ve been suffering from not having a high-definition real photo.

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A lot of people are already surrounding the fighting arena!!! The two of them are really fighting!!!

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As expected of Zhaozhao, he easily did what others couldn’t. I don’t think the school has had any student brawls before? Imagining Zhaozhao with black ears: Master, I am Daji-meow~

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Damn it, who the hell rushed out to report to Zhaozhao? They ran faster than a rabbit?! The good deed was stolen again. # it, I’m not posting on the forum next time.

Jiang Zhaosheng settled the cats and found the high-end cat canned food Shang Yan had sent along. Sudden hurried footsteps and a slightly panicked voice came from the door:

“Teacher… Teacher Jiang! Something’s wrong!”

A young student poked his head in, his face filled with obvious excitement and nervousness:

“Senior Wen and He Qianyu… they, they’re fighting at the arena! They say it’s because of… because of…”

The student stole a glance at Jiang Zhaosheng’s cold and stunning face, not daring to say the rest.

But the meaning was self-explanatory.

Jiang Zhaosheng’s action of opening the cat can didn’t even pause. He didn’t even look up:

“Are they dead? Are they crippled?”

“Huh? Not… not yet…”

The student hadn’t expected this reaction and stood there dazed.

“Oh, thanks for the trouble,” Jiang Zhaosheng replied faintly, slowly pouring the cat food into the bowl and watching the kittens gather around. They didn’t eat but rubbed against his hand. “Then tell me once they’re dead or crippled.”

Student: “…”

This reaction isn’t right, Teacher!

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However, the scene before him was indeed as beautiful as a painting: Zhaosheng was gently stroking the kitten in his palm, the black cat tail wrapping around his white hand. The man’s fingers were long and slender, and the contrast of colors made the whole scene exude a trace of… unspeakable sexiness.

The student’s direct gaze was mistaken by Jiang Zhaosheng as urgency. He sighed and eventually stood up.

Besides, he couldn’t really let those two cause a major incident in the academy. Trouble was secondary; Shang Yan would probably find another excuse to make a mountain out of a molehill.

Jiang Zhaosheng didn’t know that even if he lived quietly at school, his overly striking appearance and his mysterious disappearance recently had turned him into the most “special” existence on a certain anonymous forum.

He followed the student toward the fighting arena, his pace neither fast nor slow. His black ponytail swayed slightly with his movements, and the section of his neck revealed outside the sweater collar was faint but visible. It was white and delicate, but at the edge, red marks could be vaguely seen.

The student caught a glimpse of this, his heart twitching slightly as he secretly decided not to share this scene on the forum.

The closer they got to the arena, the more obvious the noisy sounds became. By the time they reached the entrance, the place was already packed with students who had heard the news.

Were Wen Zheng and He Qianyu that famous? Jiang Zhaosheng was a bit surprised.

But he didn’t know that most of the people gathered here were actually there because they learned from the forum that he was back.

The students on site were less curious about the fight and more there to observe him, the “trophy.”

When beauty goes overboard, people don’t feel it’s a mere accompaniment; instead, they feel a strange sense of pride.

Thus, the student leading the way cleared his throat and announced with his head held high:

“Make way, Teacher Jiang is here!”

The crowd fell silent instantly, like the Red Sea parting as they automatically made a path. All eyes—curious, stunned, adoring, or probing—were focused on the slowly approaching Jiang Zhaosheng.

Today he was dressed in a simple beige sweater and black pants, topped with a sailor collar coat. It should have been the look of an approachable brother next door, but because of that overly gorgeous face and cold temperament, he wore it like an untouchable flower on a high cliff.

A few strands of his long black hair fell over his cheeks, accentuating his peach-blossom-like complexion. A pair of blue-green eyes, which everyone considered extremely special, swept across the center of the field calmly, seemingly unaware of the scorching gazes around him.

“Teacher Jiang…”

“Oh my god, he’s really so beautiful…”

“No wonder Wen Zheng and He Qianyu are fighting over him…”

“Why are you staring? Hurry up and take a photo of my… wife!”

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Whispers rose from the crowd.

Jiang Zhaosheng turned a deaf ear to all of it, walking toward the center of the arena. His gaze fell on the stage.

There, two young Alphas were tearing into each other like beasts.

Wen Zheng’s uniform jacket had long since been tossed aside, his shirt sleeves rolled up to reveal lean, muscled forearms. His face was marked, the corner of his mouth torn and bleeding, and those eyes that usually looked at him with puppy-like sorrow were now full of ferocity and ruthlessness.

He Qianyu was just as bedraggled. His cheekbone was swollen, and his light gray sweater was stretched out of shape. There was a bruise on his collarbone. He was like a provoked leopard, his movements swift, his amber eyes burning with rage.

The two Alphas made everyone near the stage feel a suffocating sense of pressure.

Bang!

Wen Zheng landed a vicious hook on He Qianyu’s temple.

He Qianyu groaned but didn’t retreat, instead lunging forward and slamming his elbow hard into Wen Zheng’s chest!

The smell of blood mixed with the pheromones of two Alphas drifted through the hall.

This bloody and power-filled combat made it hard for the onlookers not to feel an adrenaline rush.

Jiang Zhaosheng was the only exception.

He stood quietly at the front of the crowd, hands in his coat pockets, watching the two people fighting to the death for him with an indifferent expression.

The Beta carried a kind of detachment that made him seem like he had nothing to do with it, as if he were watching a boring children’s play.

His appearance was stunning. Standing by the bloody fighting arena, he felt like… a bystander god, coldly watching the madness of his believers.

Seeming to notice the change in atmosphere, the two on the stage both paused, looking at him simultaneously.

Wen Zheng’s gaze was complex, like every time he looked at him lately, filled with loyal-dog-like pleading.

He Qianyu gave a grin with blood in his mouth, showing off his bravery.

Jiang Zhaosheng met their gazes and tilted his head slightly, his long hair sliding down his shoulder.

Because he was the center of attention, everyone noticed that the Beta’s lips curled up ever so slightly. That curve was fleeting, like a spark falling into a vat of oil, instantly igniting the deeper competitive instinct in the Alphas’ bones.

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Go, for, it.

He silently formed the words with his mouth. Both Wen Zheng and He Qianyu understood.

If they could calm down or think even slightly from an outsider’s perspective, they would see that this was a simple trap—how could the Beta possibly have a good impression of either of them? He just wanted to see them make fools of themselves, preferably fighting until one or both were dead.

But Jiang Zhaosheng knew they wouldn’t notice. Because he had once stood on a stage too, and he knew it had a magic that made one’s head heat up.

Thus, after he regained his indifferent expression, the two on the stage officially upgraded this “brawl.”

It became bloodier, more violent, and completely ruthless.

And the “Calamity” who had triggered all this just stood there calmly, his gaze cold, even yawning out of boredom.

The students watching his stunning yet distant profile felt their hearts thumping like drums, both feeling a hint of fear from the violence on the stage and unable to stop being attracted to this man.

Was he really… just an ordinary Beta?

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