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Xia Shangzhou: "Can you see what Boss is typing?"

Lu Benlai: "My glasses are down there."

Xia Shangzhou shoved Lu Benlai away and said, "Move aside, I'll do it instead."

Craning his neck forward, he strenuously read off Lin Jiage's laptop screen while muttering the words one by one, "That, is, my, family's, driver, and…"

"And what?" the anxious Lu Benlai urged.

"Don't talk, you're affecting my concentration…" Xia Shangzhou jabbed Lu Benlai with his elbow before continuing, "... Boss deleted the previous message. Was it not good enough? Oh, Boss started typing again. This time, he's typing… that car and the driver were specially arranged by my grandfather for Yaoyao's sake…"

"The heck, that line has a far deeper meaning than the one Boss just erased!" Lu Benlai exclaimed in astonishment.

Overwhelmed by shock, Lu Benlai's voice turned out to be a bit louder than he thought, and it disturbed Lin Jiage, who was in the middle of tapping on his keyboards.

The young man grabbed a pen by the table, and he forcefully tossed it behind him without even turning around. It accurately struck Lu Benlai's bed, causing Xia Shangzhou and Lu Benlai to dive back into their blankets fearfully, not daring to make any careless moves.

Shi Yao didn't receive a response for the "Thank you" she sent to [111111].

Used to being ignored by [111111], Shi Yao's mood wasn't affected by the matter at all. Instead, she put down the phone, opened her closet, grabbed a packet of potato chips, and began munching on them with delight.

It was already midnight, and Leng Nuan and Jiang Yue were already asleep. He Tiantian had just switched off her phone when she heard some movements from Shi Yao's side, and she couldn't help but mutter grudgingly, "Shi Yao, just look at the time. I can't believe you're still eating. Aren't you afraid that I might poison one of your drinks?"

Shi Yao took a potato chip and offered it to He Tiantian, "Then, do you want one too?"

He Tiantian quickly covered her head with her blanket and replied gravely, "Tempting a person on a diet at midnight is an extremely shameless and immoral action. That's no different from torture to me!"

"Alright, I won't force you then." Shi Yao took back the potato chip and placed it happily into her mouth.

Shortly after she swallowed it, He Tiantian pulled down her blanket and sat upright before asking, "Yaoyao, are you staying up because of that forum thread? Do you wanna have a late-night chat together?"

Shi Yao: "It's okay, I'm fine now. I'll be turning in after I brush my teeth, so you should sleep soon too."

He Tiantian: "Really?"

Shi Yao: "Really!"

He Tiantian: "Alright then. Don't think too much about it and go to sleep."

Shi Yao, whose cheeks were puffed up by the two potato chips she had just tossed into her mouth, nodded her head vehemently and replied with a muffled "Un un un".

Taking another glance at Shi Yao, He Tiantian finally lay back down on her bed.

Soon after, her breathing grew deep and steady.

Everyone else in the dormitory room was already asleep. After Shi Yao had her fill of chips, she went to the bathroom to brush her teeth. However, instead of diving straight to bed like she'd told He Tiantian earlier, she headed towards her table and switched on her laptop.

Since it had already happened, she had no choice but to face it.

The ruckus on the forum had already gone on for an entire day, and that nosey crowd should've already had their fair share of fun gossiping. It was about time to wrap up this farce...

The silence that drifted around the school deep at night was a little terrifying.

Amidst the light snoring of her three roommates, Shi Yao sat in front of her laptop, moving her mouse from time to time.

It was only at five in the morning when Shi Yao finally stood up from her laptop and yawned. Climbing into her bed, it didn't take long for her consciousness to drift off.

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