Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

As soon as Song Jiaren walked out of the auditorium, she bumped into Yan Jingchen. She wanted to walk over to him, but was stopped by him. Song Jiaren was speechless. What was going on today? Why was everyone causing trouble for her?

“Young Master Yan, I don’t think I provoked you, right?” Song Jiaren asked.

Yan Jingchen stared straight at her face without saying a word. The look in his eyes made Song Jiaren feel a little uncomfortable. Just as she was about to say something, she heard him ask, “Are you really Song Jiaren?”

Song Jiaren frowned. She didn’t want to answer such a stupid question and turned to leave.

This time, Yan Jingchen didn’t stop her. He stood there with his head lowered, making it impossible for anyone to tell what he was thinking. After a long while, he walked away stiffly.

When Song Jiaren returned to the dormitory, the other three people had already returned. A female voice rang out.

“The girl in the red dress at the ball today is really too beautiful. Ah! I think I’m gay.”

“That’s right, that’s right. I think she smiled at me. My legs went slack,” another female voice replied.

Song Jiaren stopped in her tracks. It wasn’t that she was narcissistic, but she was probably the only girl wearing a red dress today.

Accompanied by their love-struck voices, a third voice sounded. “What’s so good about it? Don’t you know how Song Jiaren looked like before? It’s just plastic surgery. So what if she’s beautiful? After some time, her face might sag.”

Song Jiaren didn’t mind and pushed the door open. The three girls’ expressions changed when they saw her. The two girls from before pointed at her in unison and said, “You, you’re that—”

Song Jiaren found it funny and nodded. “We’ll be roommates from now on.”

“I’m Ivy.”

“My name is Mo Jia.”

They looked at Song Jiaren in surprise. They didn’t expect her to be their new roommate.

With a cold snort, Qi Wenwen left the dormitory.

Ivy looked embarrassed. “She’s Qi Wenwen. That’s what she’s like. Don’t mind her.”

Song Jiaren nodded indifferently and didn’t take it to heart. She walked straight to her bed and took out a bag of gifts for them. She said honestly, “These are gifts my mother prepared for you.”

As for Qi Wenwen’s share, she directly placed it on her desk. Whether she wanted it or not was none of her business. Anyway, she had completed the task her mother had given her.

Ivy and Mo Jia’s originally calm expressions turned into frenzied screams after opening the gift. Only then did they realize that they really had an amazing roommate. She was the daughter of the Song family and was so generous.

Even the gifts she gave her roommates were designer bags.

This scream made the corners of Song Jiaren’s mouth twitch. She didn’t know how these two thin and weak girls could scream so loud.

Ivy’s personality was more lively. She came over and joked with a smile. “I wonder if Miss Song still needs a follower. I’m very free and can be on standby all day.” In the end, she even made a police gesture.

This weird side of her made Mo Jia bend over in laughter. Even Song Jiaren smiled lightly and suddenly felt that it was not bad to have these roommates.

Qi Wenwen only returned in the middle of the night. She was wearing a tight black mini skirt and reeked of alcohol. It was obvious that she had gone somewhere.

Ivy, who was already asleep, was woken up. She rubbed her eyes in a daze and said, “Wenwen, you shouldn’t go to the bar at night. That kind of place is too dangerous.”

However, Qi Wenwen scolded her. “Mind your own business. A country bumpkin like you wants to control me?”

Ivy looked displeased. She pursed her lips and went back to sleep. She blamed herself for being nosy.

Qi Wenwen sneered and walked back to her bed. When she saw the things on the table, she screamed out loud. She hugged the gift box in surprise. This designer brand was the brand she wanted the most, but she didn’t have the money to buy it.

This voice woke the three of them up.. Mo Jia had a bad temper, but she wasn’t as easy to talk to as Ivy. She directly retorted, “Qi Wenwen, what are you doing so late at night? Are you going to let us sleep or not?”