Hua Nai jabbed a finger at the auntie’s nose. “Everyone else in your group scram—*now*. You stay.”

“Okay, okay, okay!” The uncle nodded frantically.

“And…” She paused, momentarily blanking on her lines.

“No calling the cops! Or my boys’ll crunch you all up!” What “crunch” meant, she had no clue—she was just parroting Liang Sheng’s script.

“Okay, okay, okay!” Another violent nodding fit, like his head might snap right off.

Done. Perfect. Hua Nai snapped her switchblade shut and strode out without a glance back. Inside, the elderly couple trembled and wailed, mourning their cruel fate.

“Well done!” Back in the bedroom, Liang Sheng praised her.

Hua Nai blushed, eyes downcast. “Is… is there a reward?”

*Sigh*. Still just a kid. Yandere or not, she knew good behavior earned candy.

Liang Sheng pulled her close, cradling her head against her chest.

*I’m buried in Sheng-chan’s chest!* Hua Nai’s heart hammered.

Muffled by the embrace, her voice came out soft. “C-Can I… keep going with Sheng-chan?”

*Whoa—stop the car! This isn’t the way to kindergarten!*

Too outmatched to resist, Liang Sheng brushed her off. “Uh… we’ll talk next time.”

Outside, night deepened. Stars glittered but couldn’t pierce the gloom. With a sigh, Liang Sheng couldn’t send the girl—“someone who couldn’t fight off a kitten” (Yeah, right?)—into the cold.

“Stay till morning,” she said, ruffling Hua Nai’s hair.

“Really?!” Hua Nai’s eyes sparkled. “Can I cuddle with Sheng-chan?!” She even rubbed her chest against Liang Sheng’s.

Sharing a bed? Liang Sheng clutched her chest. “I’ll sleep on the floor. You take the bed. Unmarried girl and boy alone at night? Bad idea.”

“I don’t care! I don’t care!” Hua Nai pouted, then went full yandere.

A princess carry? Easy. Ignoring Liang Sheng’s squirms, she hoisted her onto the bed, locked her in a tight hug.

*My innocence!* Liang Sheng’s eyes welled up.

Too scared to fight back, she “sacrificed her body” to survive.

She barely slept all night, sensing a menacing presence beside her.

At 4 a.m., Liang Sheng nudged the sleeping Hua Nai. “Time to go. Dawn’s coming.”

Rubbing sleepy eyes, Hua Nai snuggled deeper into her neck. “Good morning kiss first~”

*Sigh*. Selling charm again.

*Chu~* A light peck on the forehead. Hua Nai shot upright, flung the window open.

“Wait—how’d you find me?” Liang Sheng called.

“Planted a tracker in Sheng-chan’s skirt,” Hua Nai grinned slyly. “Don’t remove it~ Or I might… do things to people around you.”

Blatant threat! Liang Sheng’s face twitched. Helpless. All she had was whimpering.

Once the yandere menace vanished, Liang Sheng collapsed onto the bed, smiling blissfully into deep sleep.

She woke at 8, stretched lazily, and headed downstairs.

Zhong Wen’s booming laughter echoed. *What’s so funny?* Still groggy, Liang Sheng shuffled over.

“Daughter! Those pests finally left!” Zhong Wen beamed.

Right—the yandere scare tactic last night.

Liang Sheng feigned curiosity. “What happened?”

“Hah! They packed up panicking at dawn. Your dad and I were baffled—but glad to see them gone!”

“Pfft—hahaha!” Liang Sheng cackled. *Yandere power: activated.*

— — —

November arrived. Autumn chilled the air; cicadas fell silent. In her school uniform, Liang Sheng skipped down the hall. A peaceful month behind her.

“Liang Sheng, my office,” Dong Yue waved.

Liang Sheng trailed reluctantly inside. Offices = trauma. (Her old homeroom teacher back in high school? Nowhere near as gorgeous as Dong Yue.)

Dong Yue’s favorability: Su Ze at 58, Liang Sheng stuck at 16. Not that Liang Sheng tried—napping, snacking, reading novels—but top-five grades kept criticism at bay.

Standing before Dong Yue, Liang Sheng twisted her fingers nervously.

*Sigh.* Dong Yue glanced at the midterm sheet. *I bombed it.* Liang Sheng braced for doom.

Dong Yue looked up, smiled. “Nervous? You did nothing wrong.”

“N-No! N-Nothing!” Liang Sheng waved wildly—*way* too panicked.

“You thought you failed?” Dong Yue crossed her legs, sipped tea.

*Yep. Bombed.* Liang Sheng stared at the floor.

Dong Yue unrolled the sheet, eyes crinkling, teeth flashing. “Ta-da~ Class rank: #1!”

Liang Sheng rubbed her eyes. Jaw dropped. Drool nearly escaped.

*Heavens! Thank you for transmigrating me—to taste #1 glory!*

“Remarkable,” Dong Yue praised. “With how absent-minded you’ve been, I expected a drop. Instead—you led!”

“Too kind,” Liang Sheng murmured modestly.

*HAHAHA! I’M A LEGEND!* Inner badass cackled.

Exiting the office, she marched stiffly—arms and legs syncing like a dementia shuffle.

“Hey~ my beautiful, lovely lady~” Leaning on the doorframe, Liang Sheng winked at Lu Ziqing.

Lu Ziqing shuddered, eyeing her warily. “…Wrong meds? Or no meds? Brain malfunction?”

…Zero romance. Tch. Liang Sheng swayed into class.

After school, Dong Yue summoned her again.

“Liang Sheng, your grades are stellar, but…” Dong Yue clicked her tongue, swallowing the rest.

*Someone said my grades are GOOD?!* Liang Sheng’s pride soared.

“Teacher, just say it,” she suppressed a smug grin.

Dong Yue reached for tea—*hiss!* Too hot. Lips and tongue flushed red; tears welled.

“Let me see.” Liang Sheng gently lifted her chin. Dong Yue’s eyes shimmered, tongue peeking out, tea droplets on her lip. Liang Sheng leaned close, breath soft. “Blisters… let me blow.” *Puff.* “Still hurt?”

Dong Yue’s face burned crimson. Heart raced. *Get it together! She’s your student!*

*Ding~* Favorability increased.

*Dong Yue’s favorability toward Liang Sheng: 16*

Dong Yue turned away, hand covering her mouth. “Go.”

Huh? Called me in just to watch you burn your tongue? Liang Sheng blinked.

“*Go!*” Dong Yue added, flustered.

“Fine…” Liang Sheng shrugged, muttering, “Why the sudden mood swing…”

Alone, Dong Yue groaned. *Forgot my actual point!* Blushing over a student? *Her fault. So handsy.*

Time for Olympiad math. Calm down.

Walking home, Liang Sheng kicked a pebble. *Wait—Teacher blushed! She was flustered!* She grinned. *My charm’s unstoppable.*

*Sigh.* Too bad. I’m a straight girl through and through.

Song An’an watched Liang Sheng zone out → nod → shake head → giggle like a fool.

*Translation:* “Another admirer today… Must hide from An’an! …But I only love An’an!”

Song An’an beamed, laughing happily.

Gu Yuqi stared at the two giggling idiots—completely, utterly bewildered.