Oh? You Dare to Yell at Me?! We’re Over!

"Hey, you—student… student, are you okay?" The PE teacher finally noticed that something seemed off about Zhang Yuanshan.

"I'm… I'm fine." Zhang Yuanshan hesitated for a moment before responding, his voice a little unnatural.

Memories of this body's previous owner were still flooding into his mind.

Moments later, the fusion was complete.

Jiang Xiaoyan, watching Zhang Yuanshan panting heavily, was a little surprised.

She hadn't expected this loyal dog to have even a shred of ability—perhaps he wasn't completely useless after all.

Then, she noticed Zhang Yuanshan walking toward her, holding a cup of milk tea in his hand.

Jiang Xiaoyan scoffed smugly.

"Tsk, just as expected—this dog never knows when to quit. He was crying just a moment ago, and now he's already buying milk tea for me!"

Casually tucking a few strands of wind-blown hair behind her ear, she continued chatting and laughing with her friends.

Then, as naturally as breathing, she stretched out her hand—waiting for Zhang Yuanshan to hand over the milk tea.

In the past, whenever he bought her milk tea, he would insert the straw for her beforehand and then carefully hand it over, afraid she might find it inconvenient.

He always wanted to do anything he could for her.

Yet, without realizing it, he had turned himself into a pathetic simp—and he had been completely oblivious to it.

But the current Zhang Yuanshan was different.

He wasn't about to foolishly wave a scarf in Jiang Xiaoyan's face, demanding answers like before.

Some things only needed to be heard once—he wouldn't humiliate himself again.

He had only bought milk tea because he was thirsty after running.

Zhang Yuanshan put the straw into his mouth and took a sip.

Hmm, too sweet, too rich.

Jiang Xiaoyan, noticing that Zhang Yuanshan was drinking it himself instead of handing it to her, froze in shock.

This had never happened before.

"This dog… does he dare to rebel against me?!"

Sensing her bewildered gaze, Zhang Yuanshan glanced at her curiously.

Jiang Xiaoyan, suddenly feeling irritated, pouted and said in an annoyed tone, "Fine, whatever. I don't drink things that other people have already sipped from."

Zhang Yuanshan feigned surprise.

"Huh? Wait… you wanted some too?"

Jiang Xiaoyan stiffened. "Didn't you buy it for me?"

Zhang Yuanshan smiled—a bright, innocent smile.

"Oh? Nope. I was thirsty, so I bought one for myself. You wanted one too? Ah, my bad."

"Look, the milk tea shop's right over there. Go get one yourself."

He even pointed toward the shop.

Jiang Xiaoyan's fair cheeks flushed red with embarrassment.

This was awkward.

She had assumed the milk tea was for her… and in front of so many classmates, she had naturally reached out for it—only to realize she had been wrong.

Wasn't this the very definition of self-important delusion?

It was an absolute disgrace to her high-and-mighty goddess persona!

Based on her understanding of Zhang Yuanshan, he would never go to the milk tea shop without buying one for her—and her favorite flavor at that.

He had always orbited around her, watching her every move.

She had gotten used to it.

Whatever he did for her, she took it for granted.

Which was exactly why this situation had just happened.

As the school goddess, Jiang Xiaoyan naturally had thin skin.

She felt wronged.

Sure, maybe she had made a mistake—but this was still Zhang Yuanshan's fault!

Why hadn't he bought her one too?!

Now, thanks to him, she had embarrassed herself in public!

"Zhang Yuanshan, how can you be this awful?!"

Seeing Jiang Xiaoyan's awkward expression, someone quickly jumped in to smooth things over.

"It's just milk tea. If Xiaoyan wants one, I'll go buy it for you right now!"

The speaker was none other than Ruan Mao.

He was already upset that he only got second place in the race and couldn't give the gold medal to Jiang Xiaoyan.

But now, thanks to Zhang Yuanshan's stupidity, he had a chance to impress her!

Before running off to buy the milk tea, Ruan Mao couldn't resist taking a jab at Zhang Yuanshan.

With a mocking sneer, he said,

"Damn, Zhang Yuanshan, you're really stingy."

"You bought milk tea but only got one for yourself, and you're just standing there drinking it in front of everyone?"

"Seriously, if someone actually marries you, they'd be the unluckiest woman alive!"

Zhang Yuanshan expressionlessly stared at him.

Then, casually, he said,

"Hmm… you're right. So, let's see…"

He glanced around and started counting aloud.

"One, two, three… Oh, there are fifteen people here."

"Alright, I'll sit this one out since I already drank mine. So you can buy for everyone else."

"Thanks in advance, Ruan Mao! We all appreciate it!"

"Oh, and if you have trouble carrying all the drinks, just call me—I'll help you out."

Ruan Mao: "..."

He had only intended to buy one for Jiang Xiaoyan—he had no plans to treat everyone else!

But now…

After mocking Zhang Yuanshan for being stingy, if he only brought back one cup, wouldn't that be slapping himself in the face?

Trapped, he had no choice but to fake generosity and go buy the drinks.

As he left, Zhang Yuanshan deliberately called out,

"Hey, hey—did you ask everyone what flavors they like? If they don't like what you buy, it'll be a waste."

Ruan Mao: "I f*cking—"

He knew Zhang Yuanshan was doing this on purpose, but he couldn't lose his temper now.

After all, the others would just think Zhang Yuanshan was being considerate.

Seething, Ruan Mao reluctantly asked everyone about their preferences before finally heading off.

When he returned, his arms were full of milk tea bags—not like a generous host, but like a cheap delivery boy.

Everyone laughed, happily accepting their drinks.

Then, as school ended, the crowd gradually dispersed.

In the end, only Zhang Yuanshan, Ruan Mao, and Jiang Xiaoyan remained.

Ruan Mao grinned ingratiatingly at Jiang Xiaoyan.

"Xiaoyan, let me walk you home!"

Jiang Xiaoyan sipped her drink and subtly glanced at Zhang Yuanshan.

With a soft huff, she nodded.

Ruan Mao was ecstatic, glancing at Zhang Yuanshan with undisguised smugness.

Zhang Yuanshan finished his drink, casually tossed the empty cup into a trash bin, and—

walked away without a single word.

He didn't even bother saying goodbye.

Jiang Xiaoyan stared blankly at his retreating figure.

For some reason…

He felt unfamiliar to her.

Normally, if she agreed to let someone else walk her home, Zhang Yuanshan would be upset and try to fight for the chance.

She had done it on purpose, hoping to punish him for embarrassing her earlier.

But instead of looking flustered, he had just left without a care?

Jiang Xiaoyan bit her lip, feeling strangely wronged.

"Zhang Yuanshan! Stop right there! Did I say you could leave?!"

"You think just because you won some dumb race, you can act all high and mighty?!"

Zhang Yuanshan snapped.

"Enough! Just shut up already!"

Jiang Xiaoyan's eyes widened in disbelief.

"You… YOU DARED TO YELL AT ME?!?!"

"Fine! Zhang Yuanshan, you've really grown some guts!"

"I was actually thinking of giving you another chance—but forget it!"

"We're OVER!"