My Yandere Heiress
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Chapter 42: The Icy Noona Professor Starts Class

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The woman wore a white lab coat, so clean it was almost dazzling. Under the daylight her skin had a snowy glow, delicate and smooth with an almost sickly pallor.

Her features were cool and aloof. She wore rimless glasses that gave off intense intellect, a high straight nose carving sharp lines, and pale thin lips pressed into a touch of indifference.

Beneath the lab coat was the professional outfit she’d worn that morning. Long legs wrapped in black stockings peeked through, creating an extreme contrast with her icy demeanor.

She was literally an aloof beauty whose mere appearance drove people crazy.

Today Yan Liang had changed her style.

The cold, sharp aura of someone in power was displayed on her to perfection.

As if at any moment she could pull out a pointer and command the world.

Qin Jiang froze, and Song Jie’s jaw dropped to the floor.

Bai Chuchu felt her scalp go numb.

Across the whole class, except for the three of them who knew Yan Liang’s identity, everyone else wore faces of excitement and astonishment.

“Oh my god, is she even human? She’s too beautiful. Those rimless glasses max out her intellect vibe, making her sharp yet restrained—how can she be a woman yet give off such a refined-rogue, domineering CEO energy??”

“Aaaaaah noona, kill me! I’m willing to be toyed with! Stepped on! Do whatever you want!”

“This is a face that someone imagined and printed, right? She’s too perfect, her head-to-body ratio is perfect—are we sure this is a real person? I have wasted my eyes on ugly things all these years, today I can finally rest in peace…”

“Save me, someone! I thought campus beauty Bai Chuchu was the prettiest and purest girl I’ve seen, but there’s always someone better—Professor Yan with her icy noona style… totally overturns my worldview. I’m definitely flunking this course so that next semester, I can still get Professor Yan to teach me teehee~”

The rising and falling gasps made Qin Jiang secretly pleased.

Tsk tsk, she’s pretty, right?

Got a good figure, right?

Beautiful, rich, powerful, and educated, right?

All these ugly fools hoping to get a chance with this beautiful woman could forget it. She was his wife!

Last night they even…

Ahem! Qin Jiang hurriedly pulled his thoughts back. He had come in late and was now blocking the way, so he and Song Jie had to find seats first.

However, he didn’t notice that Bai Chuchu was following behind.

Bai Chuchu looked toward Aunt Yan Liang with a slightly aggrieved expression. Before Yan Liang arrived, she had been the most beautiful campus belle at Huajing University.

Now, calling her the campus belle sounded more like a joke.

She glanced at the seats beside Qin Jiang and Song Jie, hugged her books, strode up to Qin Jiang, and sat in the seat next to him.

“Bai Chuchu, are you out of your mind?”

“There are so many seats in the lab and you had to sit here? Since you like being a tagalong so much… Hey, the farming game I’m playing needs one more dog. How about you report to the farm tomorrow for work?”

Qin Jiang immediately jumped up, as if Bai Chuchu were the most disgusting presence to him.

Even having the hem of his clothes touched by her would make him twitch for a long time.

Since this was a junior-year elective, most of the students were Bai Chuchu’s classmates.

Everyone knew Qin Jiang—wasn’t he Bai Chuchu’s personal simp?

But now that he’s a kept man and had money, his attitude toward her had completely changed? How did that happen?

Qin Jiang’s commotion was so loud that the whole lab’s students turned to look.

Of course that included Yan Liang and the school principal hunching behind her.

The humiliation Bai Chuchu had suffered from Qin Jiang these past two days was more than she’d experienced in her whole life.

“Oh my god, living long has its perks—who would’ve thought we’d see the day when simp Qin Jiang rejects campus beauty Bai Chuchu.”

“Has the campus beauty lost her mind? She actually chose to sit next to Qin Jiang? Wasn’t she supposed to be a pure woman who doesn’t dabble in relationships? Now she clings to any man she sees? I heard she even got out of Qin Yun’s car this morning.”

“I think Bai Chuchu’s top simp Li Hao must be in trouble, so she’s eager to latch onto someone bigger. Too bad Qin Jiang’s not some prize—he’s just a toy for some rich woman.”

The students shot Bai Chuchu dubious and questioning looks.

Bai Chuchu’s face turned pale. She felt humiliated.

Qin Jiang, this is all your fault.

She stood there, neither able to sit nor stand comfortably.

The key was that Aunt Yan Liang was here. She was actually very afraid of this crazy woman.

In the past, she had Qin Jiang to protect her, so she had the confidence to go up against Yan Liang.

But now, she was afraid…

“Enough already, are you all blind? Can’t you see class has started?”

The principal, Cheng Peng, had always been fond of Bai Chuchu for being pretty, studious, and ambitious.

Many times, he had specially applied for corporate sponsorships to waive her tuition and give her scholarships.

But seeing her looking so downcast now, he couldn’t help but wonder if he’d been blind before.

“Today, our school specially invited Professor Yan from the Chinese Academy of Sciences to personally give you an anatomy lesson. I think some of you don’t understand the value of this lesson—do you know how expensive a single lecture by Professor Yan is outside?”

Actually, he didn’t know either.

After all, who would dare to have the heiress of the Yan Group personally teach a class?

Even if you quoted a price, no one would dare to actually go for it.

Qin Jiang had an answer. It cost a lot, but not in terms of money. It cost human lives!

“Quiet down and quickly return to your seats.”

“Some of you students—you shouldn’t rely on a bit of looks to act arrogantly and unreasonable. That would make Huajing University look bad,” Class monitor Zhang Qirui spoke with a veiled admonishment.

Once again he reduced Bai Chuchu to nothing.

The lab seats were actually fixed. In the past, Qin Jiang could only sit as far from Bai Chuchu as possible and was satisfied just to sneak glances at her back.

But now, Bai Chuchu was hoping to sit closer to him?

Too bad, she’d already lost that chance a long time ago.

There’s no going back.

Having taken this silent loss, Bai Chuchu could only sulk and return to her seat in the front row.

There was another reason she rushed to sit by Qin Jiang—the front row was directly under Yan Liang’s watchful gaze, and she was afraid.

Yu Qian had no idea what was going through Bai Chuchu’s mind. She was Bai Chuchu’s lab partner, so seeing Bai Chuchu return, she pulled her down to sit and comforted her, “Chuchu don’t be sad—I think Qin Jiang is just playing hard-to-get with you.”

“Also because you chose to be kind and just, and stood against him, he couldn’t save face so he humiliated you. Ultimately… he can’t forget you, he’s still trying to attract your attention.”

Bai Chuchu’s brows were furrowed and Yu Qian was speaking very softly.

After hearing the consolation, she couldn’t help but lift her eyes in grievance, tears welling and shimmering in her eyelids, “Qianqian… is what you said true?”

Yu Qian hurriedly continued to console her, “Of course it’s true. Men can be despicable—what they can’t get, they want more. What they get too easily they discard like old rags.”

“Moreover, you are the white whale that Qin Jiang has secretly adored for four years—he liked you quietly since high school… you were the first woman he liked, his first love.”

“Men can never forget their first love.”

It must be said, Yu Qian’s words had smooth logic and made a certain amount of sense.

However, when those words reached Yan Liang’s ears, they took on a different flavor.

Last time when Qin Jiang threatened to kill himself, she promised Qin Jiang she wouldn’t kill Bai Chuchu.

But now, it was truly hard for her to suppress that agitated urge to kill.

Fortunately, she was used to restraining herself.

Her hand that wanted to kill made a loud noise as she cracked her knuckles. Yan Liang walked up to the podium, took out a marker, and wrote two characters on the whiteboard.

“Yan Liang.”

“My name.”

“Doctorate from the Chinese Academy of Sciences, primary research direction — transplantation and repair of human organs.”

“I’ll teach today’s class—behave yourselves.”

Yan Liang’s gaze swept over the properly sitting Qin Jiang. The word “behave” carried a few hints of fondness that only Qin Jiang sensed slyly.

Qin Jiang’s ear tips couldn’t help flushing hot.

Last night, Yan Liang had also whispered in his ear, “Jiang, behave.”

“Cooperate with me.”

A tingling numbness ran across Qin Jiang’s scalp as he saw Yan Liang’s domineering gaze fixed on him while she held a pointer.

The scene… was gradually veering into the wrong direction.

He quickly averted his gaze and began to mutter a Buddhist mantra under his breath to keep his mind from wandering.

Sitting beside him, Song Jie blinked with the clear eyes of a college student. Yan Liang had merely told everyone to behave to themselves.

Qin Jiang, where in the world has your mind gone to?!

On the podium, Yan Liang’s thin lips parted slightly, her gaze remaining calm, but her voice took on a wickedness that Qin Jiang found terribly familiar and terrifying, “Otherwise, I won’t mind using you as experimental subjects.”

Yan Liang reached out with her index finger and pushed up the rimless glasses on her nose. The cold thin lenses reflected light—the complete icy noona package.

In an instant, the male students in the class all stirred.

“Help! Professor Yan is amazing—PhD from the Chinese Academy of Sciences at twenty, personally brought by the principal to give us a lecture. This divine treatment is exactly the kind of prestige a woman like her should have.”

“Yan… Yan Liang? This name sounds kind of familiar—how many families in this city have the surname Yan? The fact that they managed to produce such an outstanding beauty…someone must’ve heard of her.”

“Come to think of it—I also find the name Yan Liang familiar…”

“Holy shit holy shit holy shit! That’s it—isn’t Yan Liang the heiress to the Yan family, the one who owns that huge conglomeration? She’s even the female CEO who holds the real… real… real power of Yan Group!!”

Everyone was shocked.

Wasn’t that heiress known to be a scheming, vicious monster?

That venomous she-devil… actually looked this beautiful.

What had they ever done in their lives to deserve a lecture from the almighty Miss Yan Liang?

“In my class, I like a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.”

“I especially like to interact with students.”

“You’re the talent who will step into clinics—what meaning is there in just dissecting rabbits, frogs, or lab mice…”

“So today I brought a corpse… a cadaver donation for you.”

“So… everyone ready? Let’s start class~”

The whole class was about to erupt into chaos.

This woman was really a psycho—she’s bringing out a cadaver right away?

And this is fucking just an elective.

Qin Jiang didn’t think this body was from a willing donor…

Soon, no one dared to make another sound.

Because at Yan Liang’s command, black-clad men carried a tightly wrapped cadaver onto the lab dissection table.

Bai Chuchu’s face went deathly white.

Although she studied medicine, she had never dissected a real corpse.

And at this moment, a cadaver that looked fairly fresh was placed right in front of her.

She was so frightened she didn’t dare breathe.

Moreover, when her gaze fell on the cadaver’s body missing one hand…

She felt her soul nearly fly out of her body.

Th-this-this… this so-called donation…

Could it be Li Ao?

“Ah, Miss Bai, you don’t look so well.”

“What’s wrong? Is this cadaver…your relative?”

Yan Liang’s gaze was cool, the corners of her mouth curved into a frenzied smile—the sick, manic feeling thrilled her to bits.

She had indeed promised Qin Jiang not to kill Bai Chuchu.

But scaring her into peeing herself… that probably didn’t count as breaking the promise, right?

#42 Chapter 42: The Icy Noona Professor Starts Class

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