The car drove straight into the underground garage, right across from the back door of Qin Yuheng's home.
Yu Nian hadn't even had time to feel cold after getting out before warm air enveloped him. The heating in the villa was turned up high.
Qin Yuheng fetched a clean pair of fluffy slippers for him from the entryway. "These are new, too. See if they fit."
"Thanks." Yu Nian put on the slippers, only then noticing that a handkerchief was still wrapped around his hand.
He unwound it and handed it back to Qin Yuheng. "Brother Yu, your handkerchief."
Qin Yuheng took it and asked casually, "You hit Xie Lingfeng. Aren't you afraid he'll come after you?"
Yu Nian pursed his lips. "He'd come after me even if I didn't hit him. If I can't make other people happy, I might as well make myself feel good first."
Qin Yuheng rarely looked at him with disapproval. "If I hadn't been there today, you still would've gotten hurt in a fight."
Yu Nian followed him into the elevator and said with a grin, "It's fine. That would've given me the perfect excuse to come crying to you, Brother Yu. You wouldn't leave me to fend for myself, would you?"
Xie Lingfeng and his crowd weren't in the same social class as them. Naturally, it would take someone more powerful to keep him in check. Otherwise, if he really started causing trouble, Yu Nian's roommates would get dragged into it, too.
And as luck would have it, he knew Qin Yuheng.
He wasn't stupid enough to leave his connections unused.
Xie Lingfeng was the one in the wrong here. Yu Nian believed that once Qin Yuheng knew the whole story, he would definitely take his side.
It wasn't so much confidence in