Chapter 3 The Teasing Yandere Boy 3

Chapter 3: The Teasing, Obsessive Young Man 3

When the car arrived at the school gate, it turned plenty of heads.

After all, there were very few people in this school who could afford to drive such a luxury car.

What was even more astonishing was that the person stepping out of the driver's seat was Jiang Ran, whose whole outfit probably cost less than a thousand yuan.

His getup probably wasn't worth enough to buy one of this car's seat cushions.

Soon, everyone saw the young master getting out of the passenger seat, immaculately dressed with an air of refined nobility, and realized he was the true owner.

Two people of similar age but with such a huge gap in wealth would naturally be viewed with suspicion.

Many people started pointing and whispering about Jiang Ran.

"Is that Jiang Ran? The one from the management department who works three part-time jobs?"

"He's so tall and hot!"

"Ha, being hot obviously has its perks—hasn't he already reeled in a rich young master?"

"Tsk... flaunting it at school like this, so shameless."

The original owner only viewed Jiang Ran as Jian Qingming's stand-in, and naturally wouldn't defend his reputation in front of others. Not kicking him while he was down was already generous.

But now, Qiao Ling couldn't do the same.

He could bully Jiang Ran to show his disgust, but he couldn't gang up on him with outsiders.

Anyway, everyone knew Qiao Ling was a rich playboy. Isn't it totally normal for a rich playboy to have a boyfriend?

With that in mind, Qiao Ling took Jiang Ran's hand, walked up to the gossipmonger, and asked, "Is your tongue only good for trash-talking people? Apologize, now!"

The young master's voice went cold, his eyes brimming with disgust for the rumormonger.

The guy didn't expect Qiao Ling to come straight at him, but he was still sore about it and was about to talk back when his friend yanked him back.

The friend whispered, "That's Qiao Ling."

Those four little words instantly brought the gossiping student back to his senses.

Qiao Ling wasn't someone he could mess with.

The student shot Jiang Ran a look full of disgust and envy, and grudgingly muttered, "I'm sorry, Jiang Ran."

Qiao Ling let out a cold snort and said dismissively, "That's more like it. Now scram."

Jiang Ran was taken aback that Qiao Ling had his back, and only then did he realize that the young master was way scarier when he was angry than when he was just being mean to him.

He cast his eyes down and thanked him: "Thanks, young master."

Qiao Ling was caught off guard, glanced at him, gulped, and said, "Even if it's my dog, I won't let anyone badmouth it. I only did it 'cause he disrespected me, so don't read into it."

Jiang Ran nodded. Even though he compared him to a dog, he still didn't get mad.

Because...

From beginning to end, he never let go of his hand.

The two had just walked through the school gates and were still on their way to class when they spotted Jian Qingming walking toward them from a distance.

Seeing Qiao Ling and Jiang Ran together, he was quite surprised.

Jian Qingming had run into Jiang Ran again since the semester started. Of course he still remembered Jiang Ran, but even after all these years, he still hated Jiang Ran just as much as he did when they were kids.

Seeing Jiang Ran with Qiao Ling now, he felt like something that belonged to him was being eyed by someone else.

Jian Qingming walked over to say hi to Qiao Ling, in a gentle voice with that teasing tone he only used with friends: "Xiao Ling, how come you're not sleeping in today? Up and at school this early?"

Qiao Ling stared at Jian Qingming, his usually clear eyes icy cold.

He couldn't understand how this guy could so shamelessly steal someone else's identity and life without a hint of guilt or panic.

Honestly, you couldn't blame the Jian family for getting it wrong. Jian Qingming and Jiang Ran looked about fifty or sixty percent similar, and what really sealed it was that Jiang Ran's whole vibe was cold and sharp, nothing like the gentle temperament of Jian's father.

Even the real dad would probably mistake his own son, not to mention Jian Qingming had that jade pendant proving his identity on him.

Qiao Ling gave a cold, dismissive snort: "What's it to you if I come early or late?"

The system only said his mission target was Jiang Ran and that he had to treat Jiang Ran like crap.

But it never said he had to keep simping over Jian Qingming like before! So Qiao Ling figured there was absolutely nothing wrong with what he was doing.

Jian Qingming shot Qiao Ling a surprised look, completely unbothered by his rude attitude, and actually smiled: "Xiao Ling, I know you're mad I missed your birthday a while back. Will you forgive me? Next month's my dad's birthday—come over. I'll spend the whole time with you, alright? Hmm?"

The way Jian Qingming said it made Qiao Ling's rudeness sound like a friend just being sulky.

This left a bad taste in Qiao Ling's mouth—he didn't expect this guy to be so shameless.

Qiao Ling looked at him seriously and said, "I had a great time on my birthday without you there. Come or don't come, it's up to you—I don't care.

I want you to stay away from me, or my boyfriend might get the wrong idea about us."

With that, he grabbed Jiang Ran's hand and said, "Hurry up, we're gonna be late."

The two quickly walked off hand in hand, disappearing from Jian Qingming's sight, naturally missing how those once warm, gentle eyes slowly filled with a dark, sinister look.

Even though Qiao Ling acted disgusted by Jian Qingming, he figured he should still swing by the Jian family head's birthday banquet to scope things out.

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Anyway, this whole thing wouldn't be as complicated as it seemed.

Qiao Ling mulled this over as he headed back to the classroom, totally unaware he was still holding Jiang Ran's hand.

Jiang Ran watched the young man deep in thought and didn't bother him.

It wasn't until he sat down in his seat that it finally hit him.

He shot Jiang Ran a look and snapped, "Pay attention in class. I don't want my so-called boyfriend flunking out! That'd be way too embarrassing."

Jiang Ran was completely numb to his scolding by now.

For one thing, he'd never failed a class in his life, and his fierce front wasn't scary in the least.

Besides... if the guy next to him cared that much about looking bad, he wouldn't be failing every single class himself.

Jiang Ran's classes hadn't been too demanding lately. After class, Jiang Ran spoke up and asked, "Young master, can I... take the afternoon off?"

Qiao Ling turned his head to look at him—"What are you going to do?"

In the past, Jiang Ran never had time because he was always working part-time jobs, but recently he hadn't been working, so where was he off to now?

"I'm going to the hospital, I'll be back soon."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Ling immediately picked up his phone, ready to call the family doctor. He asked, "Are you feeling unwell somewhere? Let me ask the doctor first."

Jiang Ran pursed his lips: "I'm going to visit the director."

He said this lightly, and he could see the young master visibly relax with a sigh of relief. Only then did Qiao Ling raise a fist to his mouth, clear his throat with a theatrical flourish, and say, "In that case... I'll go with you."