Reassigning Dormitories

Shen Ranxin said knowingly, "Could it be that he's that little boy from your story whom I took away from the slave market?"

Lu Zhi held him without speaking.

Shen Ranxin slowly stroked his back. "According to your account, when I took him away back then, he was barely this big. How can you possibly recognize him now?"

Lu Zhi rubbed against Shen Ranxin's neck. "I don't want to talk about him."

"..." Shen Ranxin patted Lu Zhi's shoulder. "Then let me go."

Lu Zhi hugged him tighter, gritting his teeth. "I don't talk, and you won't hold me? You just care more about him, right? No matter what I do, I can't compare to him. Yeah, what am I anyway? You didn't even like me back then, I—"

Before he could finish, Shen Ranxin raised his hand and slapped him.

Lu Zhi's words cut off abruptly, and he pressed his lips together in silence.

"You're so noisy." Shen Ranxin shook his hand, and once he confirmed that Lu Zhi had completely stabilized, he stopped indulging him and stood up straight from his lap. "In my memory, this is just the first time I'm meeting Shen Qi. Why are you getting jealous over nothing? President Lu, if I remember correctly, we have no relationship whatsoever, do we?"

The hand Lu Zhi had placed on his waist tightened.

Shen Ranxin leaned down and hooked his chin. "What gives you the right to whine at me? You should cut back on unranked jealousy from now on."

With that, he turned and walked out, closing the door behind him for Lu Zhi.

*

downstairs, Shen Qi had already signed the contract with Director Chen and was sitting on a single-seat sofa on the side, chatting with Fang Yu.

He seemed quite articulate and