Leng Xiangwen walked over wearing nothing but a pair of shorts. His upper body was sharply muscled, and his brows and eyes carried an unruly arrogance. He looked exactly like the teenage version of an overbearing CEO from one of those overbearing CEO novels.
"Junior here came to ask you for money," his chubby roommate said.
"Money?" Leng Xiangwen turned to size up Nie Junren, looking uninterested. "You look a little familiar. You were on the Math Team in your first year, right?"
"We're not close. What makes you think you can come asking me for money?"
With that, he turned and walked back into the dormitory, clearly not intending to continue the conversation.
"Brother Xiang Wen!" Nie Junren greeted him nervously, stammering, "It's... it's Song He who sent me."
His footsteps stopped instantly. Leng Xiangwen's expression changed. He turned around and stared at Nie Junren, suddenly taking the matter seriously.
"Damn it, what did that brat Song He say?" Leng Xiangwen's face held a trace of anger as he recalled many unpleasant experiences.
Nie Junren began to sweat a little. The rumors were true? Song He and Leng Xiangwen really didn't get along?
He cautiously handed over the note. "Song He wrote this and told me to give it to you."
Leng Xiangwen took the note and read it carefully once, his brows knitting even tighter.
"Damn it, Song He actually pulled this stunt on me!"
Seeing his roommate's displeased expression, the chubby boy asked, "Send him away?"
Nie Junren's face paled. I really did make Leng Xiangwen angry? I shouldn't have come!
"Come in," Leng Xiangwen said instead.
The chubby boy was surprised. He slipped aside to let his roommate in, then looked curiously at Nie Junren outside the door.
Nie Junren was startled too. *He wants me