Chapter 2760: Transmigrated into the Aristocratic Academy as a Special Recruit 45

Ling Family Zhuang Yuan.

Bang—!

Alike was struck and staggered several steps, then heavily fell to his knees on the ground.

His cheeks swelled high, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, he was dazed, his gaze scattered, not yet recovered from the drastic change.

Father…… wasn't dead.

But he painstakingly plotted, disguised, lurked, endured humiliation—wasn't it all to avenge his father, so he could by any means get close to Ling Yao?

He even… cooperated with that mad doctor, preparing to endure inhuman pain to remodel his body, just to replace the inferior gene chain within him and gain the spiritual power needed to take revenge on the Ling family!

Now you tell him, all his hatred and scheming are based on rumors.

And his father, not only not dead, is about to receive a promotion and reward for successfully completing the secret mission.

"I was doing it to help you get revenge!"

Alike lifted his head and roared hoarsely.

His pupils shifted as he looked at the Ling family patriarch seated in the chief position.

One could hardly tell that the middle-aged man, dressed in splendid attire with his hair half-bound, exuded a noble aura.

He half-lowered his eyelids, his expression indifferent.

Ling Yao looked down with contempt at the person kneeling on the ground.

Why should they!

Why should they be above everyone, enjoying everything?

And he is like a rat in a gutter, struggling to survive, yet ending up like this!

"Just because of a rumor of my death, you'd kill for revenge?" Alike's father, a resolute, travel-worn man who could not hide his sharp aura, anguished, "How could I not have known you were so filial?"

"Before I left on my mission, you were already hanging out with that mad doctor, wanting to sever our father-son ties and even covet my spiritual power! You wouldn't listen to a word I said! How could you, over a mere rumor, think of avenging me?"

These words ruthlessly ripped open the fig leaf Alike had painstakingly constructed.

They exposed his darkest, most shameful jealousy and selfishness in broad daylight.

It made him feel as if stripped of all clothes, naked and kneeling here, enduring everyone's gazes like a slow slicing.

Why…… why does everything that Jin Chen has not belong to him! Why does his father have to come back alive!

If his father were truly dead, how great that would be—then he could hate without guilt, hate the Ling family, hate Ling Yao, hate everyone more fortunate than him!

Ling Yao was startled by these words, muttering softly, "……Didn't you keep saying you wanted revenge? How did it change?"

Jin Chen wrapped his arms around his waist, fingertips lightly rubbing the back of his hand, his voice low and calm, "It's just self-deception."

The fig leaf of avenging his father lets Alike's wicked deeds be cloaked in a tragic-hero veneer, allowing him to justify envy, plunder, and harm.

"He's truly disgusting…" Ling Yao wrinkled his nose in disgust, "He's the real dead pervert!"

Just thinking that Jin Chen once shared a dorm with someone like this for so long, being eyed covetously by Alike every day, perhaps in the dead of night this lunatic still fantasizes in his head about where to stab Jin Chen……

Ling Yao just got angry.

He raised his head, looking toward the father in the chief seat, "Dad!"

The Ling family patriarch lifted his eyelids slightly, gave a small nod, "Rest assured, Dad will satisfy you."

His son and future son-in-law have been wronged, so naturally they must seek redress.

Only then did Ling Yao suppress his anger, no longer looking at the nauseating thing on the ground.

Later, when Ling Yao heard news of Alike again, it was already a day two months later.

He happened to see outside his father's study the uncle who still diligently worked for the Ling family, and then remembered there was still this hidden danger.

Ling Yao casually asked the secretary beside him, and only then learned the follow-up.

After that day, Alike was forcibly sent to the Federation's most authoritative disease appraisal center; the diagnosis was a deranged mental state, highly aggressive and socially dangerous.

The Ling family patriarch personally ordered him sent to a remote asteroid under Ling family control for permanent recuperation.

And Alike's father had long been disheartened, having no objection to this arrangement.

Ling Yao also felt a bit strange—how could his handsome dad, whose temperament is even worse than his, be so soft-hearted this time, actually sparing Alike's life?

The secretary pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, "Young master, the family council has just passed a resolution; we will soon vigorously develop on that asteroid the formal industry of gene sequence optimization and the cutting-edge experimental industry of spiritual power stabilization."

"Mr. Alike…… previously had deep cooperation with the mad doctor, possessing considerable understanding of the relevant fields; as an initial sample, he couldn't be more suitable."

Ling Yao blinked, and understood!

His dad isn't soft-hearted; this is clearly making full use of things, recycling waste—simply brilliant!

——

Life at the academy hadn't changed much despite the absence of Alike, that troublemaker.

News that Sis and Shiheng were together spread throughout the academy.

One morning, an arts-system genius broke through his apertures, understood his feelings, and began flaunting his affection—his display practically surpassed Ling Yao's.

Fortunately, Jin Chen can keep the occasionally over-the-top Ling Yao in check, and Shiheng, relying on patience and special tolerance, can barely manage Sis, whose inspiration shoots straight to heaven and earth the moment it arrives.

As for this, the enthusiastic, aloof handsome guy Lin Baiyu, who remains single and has no intention of dating anytime soon, said:

He can continue living in this villa full of romantic vibes, relying solely on the unbreakable friendship among the four of them to hold things together.

One afternoon, on the second floor of the villa, in Sis's dedicated instrument room.

Sis sported a slightly messy yet charming half-bun, lounging on the sofa, his long legs casually bent, several sheets of music spread across his knees.

He bit his pen, brows slightly furrowed, immersed in his own world.

Shiheng walked in holding a coffee, and what he saw was Sis bathed in light and shadow.

In the academy, there once were fervent admirers of Sis who wrote lavish love letters praising him, saying Sis was an artist favored by the Creator.

Shiheng long forgot that admirer's name, but he has kept that sentence clearly in mind to this day.

From the day he realized that his feelings for Xisi were completely different from his friendship with Lingyao and Lin Baiyu, as the heir of a family of government officials, he clearly knew what he needed to do.

First, clear away external interference.

He early on used his mother's connections and resources in the federal political circle, entered the political circle, quickly established his footing, gained his own faction, thus gained speaking rights, and was no longer the young master who could only passively follow family arrangements.

After completing this step, Shi Heng no longer needed to travel frequently between the two places; he returned to the academy, back to Xis's side.

Next, it was to dispose of the endless vases around Xis that helped stimulate artistic inspiration.

This time upon returning, Shi Heng noticed that his close friends each had a fixed person by their side.

The specially recruited student named Jin Chen, whom he had previously background‑checked, had a spotless record and such strong ability that his debut attracted military attention; most importantly, Ling Yao loved him dearly.

Whether as a future politician or as Ling Yao's friend, Shi Heng was more than willing to befriend Jin Chen, even feeling honored.

And Ailike……

Among Xis's past vases, he wasn't the most outstanding, but he seemed somewhat different, able to let Xis often keep him by his side, even take him to auctions.

But it doesn't matter; that's all, and that's all it can be.

The unexpected joy was that Ailike himself harbored ill intentions, made a grave mistake; he only needed to slightly fan the flames, and Xis utterly despised this person.

And when faced with Xis, who had finally developed feelings, he also finally completed the last step.

Knock, knock.

Shi Heng smiled, knocked on the open door, placed the coffee on the small table beside Xis, and sat down beside him.

Xis lifted his head from the sheet music and lunged over from the lazy‑person sofa.

Shi Heng reached out to steady his shoulder, then smoothed his somewhat disheveled blond hair, tying it more neatly.

Xis then turned his head sideways, grinning, seeking a kiss,

In the shifting light, Xis half‑knelt beside Shi Heng, the outline of his abs faintly visible beneath his linen shirt; from time to time he mischievously bit Shi Heng's lower lip, laughing muffled, and softly called 'Heng Mom'.

Shi Heng lowered his eyes, indulging him, letting him kiss without end; deep in his gaze brimmed a profound affectionate smile.

Downstairs living room.

Lin Baiyu returned from the extra training at the military, holding the limited‑edition chocolate that Xis had repeatedly shouted about in the small group, wanting to eat it.

He handed the bag to the waiting smart butler, then relaxed, leaning against the sofa.

The combat training method Jin Chen gave earlier worked surprisingly well; recently he felt his improvement was very noticeable.

Lin Baiyu looked up at the wall, where hung a group photo of the four of them from their youth at the academy celebration.

In the photo, Ling Yao laughed exuberantly, Xis made a goofy 'yeah' gesture, Shi Heng stood in the center, he stood on the right, looking at the camera.

Lin Baiyu suddenly felt a surge of relief.

He was glad he had not taken another path.

Soon after, Xis and Shi Heng came down from the second floor.

Xis rushed over to eat the chocolate; at a glance his mood was extremely good.

Lin Baiyu asked, "Where's A Yao?"

Xis came over grinning, "I don't know, huh, seems like he's playing something strange again, a Pulei!"

Lately he's been looking for a chance to go fetch the scriptures.

——

Villa fourth floor, Ling Yao's private quarters.

Ling Yao pushed forward the somewhat aged woven rattan storage bag and the small wooden cabinet with a combination lock, presenting them solemnly to Jin Chen.

"Here, it's for you." Ling Yao straddled Jin Chen's legs, arms wrapped around his neck, saying softly and affectionately.

Jin Chen glanced at the two items, raising his eyebrows slightly.

"A very special gift."

Ling Yao pressed his cheek to his neck, saying, "I've known since I was little that the plush bear is my biggest secret and also my only soft spot."

He had once been so afraid of this secret being discovered, and had tried so hard to hide this weakness.

Jin Chen understood, reached out to embrace his waist, pulled him closer, and rubbed the red gemstone on his lower back.

"Now," Ling Yao lifted his head, gazing deeply into Jin Chen's eyes, love surging, open and ardent, "I want to give it to you."

Jin Chen kissed the corner of his lips, "Will you give me your soft spot?"

"Yes."

Ling Yao nodded, "My soft spot, together with all my love, I'll pack and give to you."

From now on, his weaknesses, his treasures, and all his joys and sorrows will be entrusted to this person.

And he was willing.

【Detected Villain Blackening Value -5, accumulated 0!】

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【Congratulations Host mission completed, Blackening Value cleared, reward points, accumulated!】

【Transferring to the next world……transfer successful!】