402: 273 wants to cause trouble under Ye Jie’s watchful eyes?_3 402: 273 wants to cause trouble under Ye Jie’s watchful eyes?_3 “Should go smoothly this weekend,” she thought.
She put on her headphones, flipped to the dog-eared page, twirled a pen in her hand, and began to imrse herself in solving problems.
The white cord of her headphones followed the graceful line of her neck, winding down to her collarbone, where it curved into an inviting arc.
These days, students usually preferred Bluetooth headphones.
Her second brother had given her so, as had her parents; but within a couple of days, she would either lose the left earpiece or the right.
No choice, for Xia Ye, wired headphones were still the most practical.
Gloves might as well have a string connecting them around the neck to last longer.
She sat cross-legged, the view seemingly similar to usual, but the shadows the light cast through her long lashes onto the book were very quiet.
They only fluttered occasionally.
She was very focused.
The dorm room had been quiet for quite a while when Qi Ran’s phone buzzed on the desk.
She picked up her phone and a shy smile appeared on her face.
With both hands on her phone, her pretty, nimble fingers danced across the screen.
Yang Qiange had always been paying peripheral attention to her.
Just then, soone from the next dorm knocked on the door, “Ranran, did you leave your toiletries in the bathroom?
They look like yours…”
Qi Ran looked under her desk, “It seems they really are mine.”
With that, she put down her phone and quickly headed to the bathroom.
Yang Qiange glanced at the now vacant chair and the phone that lay on the desk, spinning around…
The phone vibrated again, and the screen, about to dim, lit up once more.
Yang Qiange glanced cautiously at Xia Ye, who was still engrossed with her headphones on, solving problems, and quietly edged closer to Qi Ran’s desk…
Their beds were on the sa side, and their desks were even closer.
With a slight reach of her hand, she stealthily swiped Qi Ran’s phone.
The new ssages on WeChat were all from soone nad ‘Xingxian.’
Xingxian…
It sounded like a man’s na.
Yang Qiange’s intuition told her that these two had a special relationship.
She directly accessed the WeChat and saw the conversation Qi Ran had had with him.
Xingxian: Ranran is so capable, found a part-ti job before ; I’m still screening.
Qi Ran: I just got lucky, I believe you’ll find sothing soon too.
Xingxian: I hope so; I don’t want to be a burden on my parents anymore, this month I didn’t ask them for living expenses, looking at the money they work so hard for, I simply can’t bear to spend it…
Qi Ran: I support your thinking, but you haven’t found a part-ti job yet, isn’t it inconvenient without living expenses?
I’ve saved so money this month, maybe I could…
Xingxian: How could I use your money?
Ranran, it makes happy just to know you care about .
Qi Ran: Hehe.
She followed it up with a standard smiley face.
Yang Qiange clicked to view the man’s WeChat profile.
His full na was Zheng Xingxian, a freshman at a university near Capital City.
He was from the sa hotown as Qi Ran, probably knew each other from high school.
Wow, always acting so innocent and harmless, and here she has a boyfriend!
“Qiange…
why are you looking at my phone…”
Yang Qiange was so engrossed that she hadn’t noticed Qi Ran had already returned.
She shoved the washing basin under the table and took her phone back from Yang Qiange, blushing furiously.
Yang Qiange feigned concern, “Your phone kept vibrating; I thought sothing urgent might’ve co up, so I checked it for you…”
The screen still displayed Zheng Xingxian’s Monts; she wouldn’t believe Yang Qiange hadn’t seen anything, so she just used a familiar tone, “Ranran, why didn’t you tell us you have a boyfriend?
We eat together every day…”
Qi Ran, head down, blushed like a ripe tomato; clearly unhappy, but she didn’t know what to say.
Caught in an awkward situation, Xia Ye removed one headphone, turned towards Yang Qiange, “Whether she tells you or not is her choice, Ranran, rember to take care of your phone next ti to avoid others snooping again.”
She stated bluntly, making Yang Qiange’s face burn, “What do you an?
We’re all in the sa dorm, why treat like a thief!”
“Hmm…” Xia Ye nonchalantly curled her lip, “The term ‘thief’ seems quite fitting~”
Yang Qiange, furious, nearly spat blood.
Caught red-handed snooping should have put her at fault, but instead, she acted like a victim.
She gritted her teeth, grabbed her phone, and stord out.
She went to the restroom, locked herself in the furthest stall, opened her WeChat, clicked add friend, and fluidly entered a combination of English letters and numbers.
Yang Qiange had always had an eidetic mory; she had made a ntal note of Zheng Xingxian’s WeChat ID while looking at his profile…
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