Rebirth 08: My Online Love Wife is a Cold and Aloof School Beauty

Su Qianqian left the restaurant and walked back along the path behind the school, which was lined with sycamore trees.

A cool night breeze swept into her collar. She zipped her coat up to her chin, put her hands in her pockets, and walked at a leisurely pace.

On the way, there were girls going to the school gate for a late-night snack together. They were carrying takeout fried rice and chatting and laughing as they passed by.

When they saw Su Qianqian's profile, they clearly glanced at her a few more times, and then whispered something to their companions.

Su Qianqian didn't care.

Anyway, she has been constantly stared at by passersby since she was a child.

More than those stares, Su Qianqian was concerned about Zhao Lin's forcedly natural expression in the private room earlier.

They had it all planned out in advance, but they pretended it was just a coincidence and made up lame excuses.

They gave her away as a favor, thinking they were doing a good deed, and were indignant at their own actions.

Su Qianqian was never good at dealing with people.

During high school, apart from Song Qingning, I had almost no real friends or besties.

Even before coming to university, Su Qianqian had considered whether she should try to take a step forward.

Try to be like a normal person, make more friends, go shopping, eat, and chat with your roommates, instead of feeling as cold as before.

But tonight, Zhao Lin's suggestion to "have dinner together" completely dispelled Su Qianqian's idea.

Not everyone is someone she should let her guard down around.

You don't actually need too many friends; having one or two who are truly good to you is enough.

It's better not to make friends with those treacherous ghosts.

They're still just students, yet they dare to give her away as a favor without her permission.

Would you dare to send her to another man's bed for petty gains in the future?

Keeping such friends around will only bring harm and no benefit.

Su Qianqian sighed softly and returned to the dormitory entrance.

When she pushed open the dormitory door, her two other roommates were sitting on their respective beds.

Zhou Ting leaned against the headboard, flipping through a professional book, while Liu Wen sat cross-legged, scrolling through her phone.

The two seemed to be talking about something, but they immediately stopped talking when they saw Su Qianqian push the door open and come in.

A silence fell over the dormitory.

Su Qianqian didn't talk to them. She walked to her cabinet, opened the door, and bent down to take out her toiletries.

As a result, her hand suddenly stopped.

Su Qianqian noticed that the shower gel bottle wasn't screwed on tightly, and the shampoo bottles were arranged in a different order than she had.

Even the way she folded the towel wasn't the way she was used to.

There are obvious signs that it has been tampered with.

Su Qianqian picked up the shower gel bottle and found that more than half of it was missing, and there was a half-dried liquid stain on the bottle.

This was poured out and used by someone, and it hasn't been wiped clean yet.

Su Qianqian's expression changed slightly. She immediately turned around, still clutching the shower gel bottle in her hand, and looked at the two people on the bed.

"Who touched my toiletries?"

Zhou Ting turned a page of her book without even lifting her eyelids, ignoring Su Qianqian's words.

Liu Wen continued scrolling through her phone, her thumb moving across the screen in a rhythm that never changed.

The entire dormitory was so quiet that it was as if no one had heard what was said.

Su Qianqian placed the shower gel bottle on the table, making a soft tapping sound, and continued:

"I'll ask you one more time, who did it?"

"Taking something without asking is stealing. You're all college students, surely you understand this basic principle?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Wen put down her phone.

She leaned against the headboard, a look on her face that was somewhere between amused and impatient.

"Qianqian, don't say such hurtful things."

"What's with the theft? We're all roommates, isn't it normal to use each other's things?"

Zhou Ting also closed her book, pushed up her glasses, and although her tone wasn't as sharp as Liu Wen's, her expression conveyed the same self-righteous and matter-of-fact attitude:

"Yeah, they're all roommates, why bother with all that?"

"You have so much stuff, using it a little won't break it, we didn't mean to not tell you."

"Since you weren't there at the time, we figured you wouldn't use it all anyway, so we'd just use it first and see what happens."

After hearing these words, Su Qianqian did not immediately refute them, but only sneered inwardly.

If we follow their logic, then all that money in the bank that no one uses should be taken over for them to spend.

Stealing other people's things, not only do they have no shame, but they also blame others for not being generous enough?

She put the shower gel bottle back in the cabinet and folded the towels again, placing them back in their original positions.

Then, the cabinet was closed.

Su Qianqian turned around and said, "No matter how much stuff I have, that's my business."

"Stealing without my permission is stealing. You have three seconds to apologize, or I'll call the police."

When Liu Wen heard the words "call the police," she paused for a moment, then laughed.

She exchanged a glance with Zhou Ting, her eyes showing a kind of disdain that she thought the other was unreasonable.

"Call the police?"

"Calling the police just for a bottle of shower gel?"

Liu Wen said dismissively, "Su Qianqian, is it really necessary?"

"Is it really necessary to make such a big deal out of this little thing you have to use?"

Su Qianqian said, "My face cream costs 1,800 yuan, and my skincare products cost 1,200 yuan."

"According to the law, this amount is enough to warrant criminal prosecution. You should have basic legal knowledge."

Liu Wen and Zhou Ting's expressions changed instantly.

A face cream costing over a thousand yuan, and skincare products costing twenty thousand yuan?

At the same time, their minds flashed back to an hour earlier, to themselves humming a song in the washroom, using up most of their skincare products, and the thin layer of face cream they had just applied in front of the mirror.

At the time, Liu Wen and Zhou Ting thought that this thing was of really good quality and felt really comfortable to use.

They don't feel comfortable now.

They felt their palms grow cold!

Su Qianqian didn't say much. She took out her phone from her pocket, dialed three numbers, and held the phone to her ear.

The call was answered after two seconds of ringing in the dormitory.

"Hello, this is the xx emergency number. How can I help you?"

Liu Wen and Zhou Ting were completely dumbfounded; they hadn't expected Su Qianqian to actually dare to call the police.

Although their actions are a private civil dispute and will not have a significant impact.

But what if the police actually come? Wouldn't that escalate the situation?

How will they face staying at school then? Their reputations will be completely ruined.

More importantly, the toiletries Su Qianqian used were so expensive, costing several thousand yuan each, which was equivalent to several months' worth of their living expenses.

Liu Wen was the first to react, and sat up straight on the bed.

The arrogant and contemptuous expression he had just worn was completely gone.

Instead, there's a forced smile, a strained attempt to hide any sign of panic:

"No, no, no... Qianqian, we really didn't know your stuff was so expensive."

"We were wrong, we were really wrong... Can we apologize?"

"We'll agree to whatever you say, just don't take it to the police."

Zhou Ting quickly put the book aside, took off her glasses, rubbed her eyes vigorously, and said, "Qianqian, we really didn't mean it."

"I promise I'll never touch your things again, I swear... I vow."

"Don't call the police. We're all in the same dorm. If this gets out of hand, it won't look good for anyone..."