A prestigious girls' school, universally disliked, and me? I have a billion dollars - Chapter 20

Tang Sui caught Iloya by the back of the neck and gently pulled her away.

“You’re far too rough.”

“I don’t like being treated like that.”

The sudden movement made Iloya lift her head.

A faint trace of blood stained her pale pink lips, making her porcelain skin and emerald-green eyes appear even more striking.

Still holding Tang Sui firmly, Iloya let out a disdainful snort.

“You should be honored.”

“Not everyone gets this close to me.”

“I’m not going to fall for that fake modesty people from your country like to put on.”

Tang Sui lowered her eyes to the small bite mark left on her lips and sighed.

“That really hurt.”

“No one has ever bitten me like that before.”

Iloya glanced at the mark before brushing Tang Sui’s hand away.

Lifting her chin proudly, she declared,

“You should treasure it.”

“I left that mark.”

“Countless people wish they could receive the same treatment.”

“You’re the first.”

Tang Sui blinked in surprise.

“So…”

“You’ve never kissed anyone else?”

It certainly didn’t seem that way.

Iloya folded her arms.

“Not everyone deserves me.”

“My face is too valuable to waste on ordinary people.”

“That’s enough.”

“I’m done talking.”

She grabbed Tang Sui’s wrist and pulled her toward one of the desks before pressing her lightly against it.

Tang Sui rested both hands on the tabletop, her long black hair cascading over the polished surface.

A playful smile curved her lips.

“You’re really planning to continue here?”

“There’s still an audience.”

Only then did Iloya glance toward the corner of the classroom.

Song Fanxing remained seated quietly against the wall, a book resting in her hands.

She appeared to be reading.

Whether she had actually absorbed a single word was another matter entirely.

“I almost forgot.”

Iloya looked back at Tang Sui.

“So…”

“You were fooling around with Song Fanxing in this classroom?”

Tang Sui shook her head gently.

“No.”

“Fanxing would never go that far with me.”

Although her voice was calm, every word reached Song Fanxing clearly.

Her fingers paused briefly before she silently turned another page.

Iloya frowned.

“What a shameless woman.”

“You refuse to let Song Fanxing go…”

“And now you’re trying to seduce me as well.”

Without warning, she slapped Tang Sui across the face.

The crisp sound echoed through the empty classroom.

Tang Sui gave a soft grunt.

For a succubus, physical pain wasn’t particularly frightening.

She calmly tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear before looking back at Iloya.

A faint smile lingered on her beautiful face.

“I really don’t mind staying here.”

“If you want…”

“You can continue.”

She slowly licked the corner of her lips.

The gesture was simple.

Yet every movement radiated irresistible temptation.

Even Iloya found herself staring for a moment.

She quickly looked away.

“You really are impossible.”

“After today…”

“I should throw you out of this school.”

Yet strangely…

The words that actually left her mouth were completely different.

“I’ll pretend nothing happened between you and Song Fanxing.”

Tang Sui laughed softly.

Her eyes curved into beautiful crescents as the tip of her tongue lightly brushed across her crimson lips.

“That’s…”

“Very generous of you.”

She sounded genuinely pleased.

For a brief moment, Iloya couldn’t deny the obvious.

The woman standing before her was breathtakingly beautiful.

Every smile.

Every glance.

Every tiny movement carried a charm unlike anything she had ever seen.

Tang Sui’s slender waist, graceful figure, and striking beauty made it difficult to look away.

No wonder so many people became fascinated by her.

No wonder Song Fanxing had kissed her.

Just then, Song Fanxing quietly closed her book.

“Tang Sui.”

“Class is about to begin.”

“We should go.”

Tang Sui blinked before smiling brightly.

“Already?”

“Then let’s head back.”

She straightened immediately and prepared to leave.

Before she could take another step—

Iloya reached out and caught her wrist once again.

“Not yet.”

Tang Sui buttoned up her open collar and retied her tie, making her disheveled clothes neat. If it weren’t for her moist red lips and reddened eyes, no one would have guessed what Tang Sui had just done.