113: Sorry, I couldn't resist

Lin Zhuimiao shook her head.

She had already guessed what was going on.

Feng Fangfang?

This was too bold; this was the living room, after all.

However, facing Jiang Youqi's question, Lin Zhuimiao couldn't say anything.

If she chose to expose her, would the harmonious atmosphere among the four roommates still exist?

She was caught in a dilemma.

She felt that Feng Fangfang was a bit too much; how could she do something to betray Jiang Yuwei?

She decided to talk to Feng Fangfang alone later.

At 9:30 AM, Feng Fangfang finally emerged from the room, yawning and stretching.

She looked like she hadn't fully woken up yet.

Heh!

Indeed.

Who knew what time she went to bed last night?

Lin Zhuimiao stared straight at her.

Although the robot vacuum had already cleaned the floor, the handprints on the glass were still very obvious.

Especially when viewed against the sunlight, they were very conspicuous.

“Morning.”

Feng Fangfang greeted the two lazily, then noticed Lin Zhuimiao staring at her, so she walked over, “Miao, what's wrong?”

Lin Zhuimiao hesitated for a moment, still not directly exposing her, but tactfully reminded her: “Go wipe the glass.”

“Wipe the glass?”

Feng Fangfang looked puzzled, then followed Lin Zhuimiao's gaze and saw the handprints on the French window.

That spot... it seemed she had stood there last night looking at the night view outside.

Was she discovered?

Although Feng Fangfang was usually a bit careless, she still felt a bit ashamed when her roommate found out about such a thing.

She cautiously observed Lin Zhuimiao and immediately confirmed that Lin Zhuimiao must have already known.

What should she do?

Feng Fangfang felt a bit flustered internally, what if Lin Zhuimiao told Jiang Yuwei, would they still be able to be sisters afterward?

Although she had been hinting at it for the past few weeks, she still couldn't be sure if Jiang Yuwei would accept it.

However, Feng Fangfang quickly calmed down again.

Since Lin Zhuimiao chose to tell her... she certainly didn't want to see the relationship among the four roommates turn sour.

“Miao~”

Feng Fangfang leaned closer, boldly put her arm around Lin Zhuimiao's waist, and whispered in her ear: “I'm sorry, I couldn't resist.”

In fact, from the very beginning, the other three roommates in the dorm had envied Jiang Yuwei.

Entering university meant having one foot already in society, and they began to have certain material pursuits.

But... all four of them came from ordinary families, so naturally, they couldn't afford such things.

Seeing Jiang Yuwei acquire all sorts of luxury goods, seeing her move into a big house, if they said they weren't envious, it would absolutely be a lie.

They were still classmates now, and could come over for free food and drinks, but eventually, there would be a graduation day.

After having seen such a luxurious life, could they still accept an ordinary one?

Feng Fangfang couldn't.

Therefore, she was the first to fall.

“What's the use of saying sorry to me?”

Lin Zhuimiao rolled her eyes at her.

Couldn't resist... that might be the key point.

It seemed that in the future, the object of envy would change from one to two.

After graduation, Jiang Yuwei and Feng Fangfang would still live in Xingcheng, in a beautiful and luxurious large flat like this, while she and Jiang Youqi would most likely return to their respective cities, and as they grew older, they would begin to accept blind dates arranged by their families, possibly marrying someone they didn't particularly like but whose circumstances were decent at a certain age, living a life that their elders considered happy and fulfilling.

Ah, life, once you compromise for the first time, there will be countless compromises afterward.

Regardless of whether the man they married was capable or not, they would encounter all sorts of problems.

Feng Fangfang had also carefully analyzed the advantages and disadvantages of finding various types of men in the future for them.

With their looks, marrying a second-generation rich kid from a good family wouldn't be difficult.

Putting aside parental issues, most second-generation rich kids, having grown up in a pampered environment, lacked ambition, were habitually extravagant, pleasure-seeking... and so on.

The very few who were capable and ambitious would likely choose someone who could help their careers.

Women, for them, were probably just a seasoning in their lives.

If they married someone from an ordinary family, because of having a beautiful wife, he would hear a lot of gossip outside, leading to a gradual collapse of trust... If this type of man lacked ambition, then they would suffer for a lifetime. If he had ambition, once he became rich, those who could remain faithful would be an extreme minority among the extreme minority.

So, why not find a man whom you like and who also provides you with sufficient security?

But.

Such a man was hard to find.

At least Feng Fangfang hadn't found one in nearly two years of live streaming.

And now... she was probably already found one.

Although Xu Zimo might not be faithful, he was genuinely good to people, with tens of millions in housing, millions in luxury cars, and pocket money starting from millions per transfer.

Even those women who had dated famous second-generation rich kids didn't receive such treatment.

Jiang Yuwei was lucky.

Feng Fangfang was also lucky.

Lin Zhuimiao's mood was inexplicably low.

In the future, she might be in a different world from Jiang Yuwei and Feng Fangfang.

“Miao, I will remember your kindness.”

Feng Fangfang swore solemnly, but Lin Zhuimiao didn't take it too seriously, instead urging: “Go wipe your glass.”

“Hehe.”

Feng Fangfang picked up a cloth and destroyed the evidence on the glass.

A moment later.

Jiang Yuwei came out of her room.

She hadn't come out of the master bedroom, yet her cheeks were flushed, as if she had run several kilometers downstairs, and there were still some water droplets in her hair.

She must have taken a shower before coming out.

Why take a shower so early?

Perhaps... “Wow, Qiqi has made breakfast again.”

Jiang Yuwei walked to the dining table, and before she even started eating, she praised: “Qiqi is really too good, how will I live without you after I leave?”

“I can't live without Qiqi either, why don't the four of us just never separate...”

Feng Fangfang also chimed in.

These words sounded harmless, just good sisters.

But Lin Zhuimiao heard something else in them.

Could she be misinterpreting it?

She didn't think much about it.

In contrast, Jiang Youqi was a bit embarrassed by their praise, appearing somewhat shy.

When Xu Zimo came out, his gaze fell upon the four women.

A feast for the eyes.

Since it was morning, all four were wearing loungewear.

Jiang Youqi wore a T-shirt with a cute cat print, and even though it was a loose fit, paired with a casual jacket, it couldn't hide her naturally graceful figure.

Especially the three-dimensional cat on the T-shirt, which seemed to leap off the fabric, gave Xu Zimo, who had never owned a cat, an urge to pet one.

She wore simple shorts on the bottom, perfectly outlining her long, straight legs, with smooth lines that invited imagination.

She sat at the dining table, her legs gently together, wearing a pair of slippers with cute bears printed on them, her fair and tender feet completely exposed to the air.