After Yu Songsong finished her IV drip, she looked a little more energetic.
At least she wasn't spitting saliva everywhere like an alpaca anymore.
Jiang Linyuan looked at Yu Songsong, whose complexion had improved, and checked his phone.
Oh, wow. It was almost eleven. They probably wouldn't make it back to the dorms.
Yu Songsong seemed to have just noticed the time, too. She looked at Jiang Linyuan and said,
"Senior, I might not be able to get back to my dorm tonight."
"True."
Heh. Don't think I can't tell your drip rate is off, little Saint of Thieves. That trick of yours is so outdated!
Jiang Linyuan glanced at Yu Songsong and said,
"The place you rented isn't far from campus. Go sleep there for the night."
Yu Songsong froze. She'd been planning to suggest getting a room with her senior.
"But didn't I end my lease?"
she asked.
"Oh, I'm the landlord,"
Jiang Linyuan said.
"Huh?"
Yu Songsong turned to look at him.
"You're the landlord, Senior?"
"Yep,"
Jiang Linyuan replied.
Yu Songsong thought about a lot of things, but in the end, she just smiled and said,
"So this time, do I have to pay rent again?"
Jiang Linyuan gave her a puzzled look.
"Of course. You can't freeload, Junior."
Yu Songsong paused, then tapped her phone.
"Senior, I've transferred the money to you."
The Saint of Thieves sure knew how to play along.
Jiang Linyuan didn't think much of it and accepted the transfer.
But when he checked the amount, something was wrong!
Transfer amount: 4646.78.
He raised his head in surprise and met Yu Songsong's smiling eyes.
"Senior, I gave you all my savings."
The autumn night breeze was a little chilly, but Yu Songsong's eyes were especially bright.
This silly Saint of Thieves—how could