We agreed not to date, so why are you crying now that I've become the richest man?

In the girls' dormitory of the Foreign Languages ​​Department.

Xu Jiao lay on the bed, biting her lower lip, her mind solely focused on catching the fish.

She typed rapidly on the screen: "The dorm lights are too dim, the photos won't turn out well."

"Or, during tomorrow's break from military training, could you check in person to see if I've gotten a tan?"

These words are blatant flirting.

On the other end, Ye Chen looked at the screen and chuckled softly.

He typed with one hand and replied slowly, "Tomorrow's military training will definitely be tiring, and I won't have the energy to be any kind of appraisal expert."

They didn't agree, but they didn't completely block the road either.

Seeing an opening, Xu Jiao immediately seized the opportunity: "Well, during your time off! By the way, are you free this weekend?"

"There's a really nice restaurant on the back street of the school. I'd like to treat you to a meal. Thank you for your hospitality last night."

Ye Chen tapped his fingertip lightly, still with that effortless air: "The weekend? Depends on my mood."

"If you don't get a tan during military training, I might consider giving you a try."

Xu Jiao felt a surge of secret joy.

She understood that wealthy young men like this definitely didn't like clingy girls; girls had to be sensible and know their limits.

"Okay, then take care of yourself during military training and drink plenty of water."

"I won't disturb your rest anymore, goodnight~ [heart]"

Ye Chen casually replied with a "moon" emoji and immediately switched to the chat interface.

He tossed his phone aside and put his hands behind his head.

As for whether to go on the weekend?

That depends on his mood at the time, and Xu Jiao's performance.

Just as I was about to close my eyes, my phone vibrated again.

It was a work email briefing sent by CFO Han Yue.

"Boss, Temple Run is killing the market in North America!"

"Within 48 hours of its launch, cumulative downloads surpassed 600,000! The next-day retention rate reached a remarkable 62%!"

"Daily GG earnings have surpassed $80,000, and the data curve is soaring! This time it's taken off!"

"In addition, the overseas accounts of the BVI offshore company 'Star Holdings' have been fully opened, and the registration license of the domestic 'Star Capital' will be obtained tomorrow."

Ye Chen looked at the explosive data with a calm expression.

He knew very well that this was just the prelude to a storm.

Parkour games are highly addictive, and the money-making potential of in-app purchase systems has only just begun to emerge.

He quickly replied: "Proceed as planned."

After sending that message, Ye Chen added a few more instructions.

"I'm starting freshman military training tomorrow. I can't bring my phone during the day, so I'll basically be out of contact."

"You and Lu Yuan should manage the company's business according to the established schedule."

"Leave a message if there is any emergency, and I will handle it all in the evening."

Han Yue replied instantly: "Got it! Boss, don't worry about military training!"

After finishing his business, Ye Chen locked his phone and went to sleep.

The dormitory lights go out promptly at 9 p.m.

Darkness enveloped the surroundings, with only the streetlights from outside the window casting a dim, yellowish shadow on the ceiling.

"Creak—"

"Creak—"

Sun Haoyu lay on the bed, his 200-pound frame tossing and turning, the iron bed frame emitting a desperate scream.

Lu Wenbo endured it for ten minutes before finally breaking down and kicking the opposite bed board hard.

"Old Sun, what are you doing up so late at night instead of sleeping?"

"We're meeting at 6:30 tomorrow morning, please stop dawdling!"

Sun Haoyu, on his deathbed, was startled awake, and the bed shook violently once more.

He lowered his voice, his tone full of impatience and frustration: "Old Lu, I can't sleep! I feel like my heart is overgrown with weeds, it's so uncomfortable!"

Lu Wenbo rolled over, looking at him speechlessly: "So what do you want to do? Should I go downstairs to the Foreign Languages ​​Department dormitory and get a megaphone to confess my love to you?"

Sun Haoyu lay on the edge of the bed, his big head peeking into the opposite bunk: "Could you send Wang Yao a message on QQ? Help me sound her out!"

"Why would I post this in the middle of the night?"

Sun Haoyu panicked and clung tightly to the iron bars with both hands.

"Just ask her why Li Meng refused my plum juice today!"

"While I'm at it, I'll find out what her impression of me is."

"Please, buddy, I'm begging you, if I don't get this sorted out, I'm going to die of frustration tonight!"

Lu Wenbo sighed and resignedly pulled his phone out from under his pillow.

The cold light from the screen shone on his face.

"Okay, I'll send it! Just stop shaking the bed."

Upon hearing this, Sun Haoyu immediately climbed off the bed.

Bare-chested and wearing slippers, he sneaked up to Lu Wenbo's bedside like a thief, his big head lolling over, staring intently at the glowing screen.

Chen Zhiqiang, who was also awake, heard the noise, quietly got up, and went over to join in the fun.

Three heads were huddled together, the light from the screen illuminating three faces with different expressions.

Ye Chen, on the lower bunk, kept his eyes closed and his breathing steady, completely unaware of his three roommates' scheme.

Lu Wenbo quickly typed a message with his thumb.

"Are you asleep? I need to ask my roommate why Li Meng didn't get Sun Haoyu's water during the day. He felt unwell all day after he got back."

A minute passed.

Two minutes passed.

Sun Haoyu was so anxious he kept wringing his hands and stamping his feet: "Why aren't they back yet? Are they asleep?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a "beep beep beep" notification sound rang out abruptly in the quiet dormitory.

Lu Wenbo quickly opened the chat box.

Sun Haoyu held his breath, the nearly 200-pound man as nervous as a primary school student waiting for his grades.

Lu Wenbo stared at the screen and read aloud word by word: "Wang Yao said that Li Meng thinks that the boy from Northeast China is quite honest, and actually doesn't dislike him."

As soon as those words were spoken!

Sun Haoyu clenched his fists and swung them twice fiercely in mid-air!

He strained his throat and let out a suppressed, wildly excited shout: "I knew it! Old Ye was right! She hesitated! That means I still have a chance!"

Lu Wenbo swiped down the screen: "Don't rush, there's more to come."

Chen Zhiqiang leaned closer, clinging to the edge of the bed and pricking up his ears.

Lu Wenbo continued reading.

"But she's had her period these past few days and her stomach is hurting terribly, so she can't drink iced plum juice at all, which is why she didn't accept it."

Finished reading.

The entire dormitory fell into a deathly silence.

There wasn't even a sound of breathing.

Sun Haoyu's punching motion froze in mid-air, his face contorted with ecstasy.

Lu Wenbo, holding his phone, stiffly turned his head.

Chen Zhiqiang also turned his head.

In the darkness, the three people moved in unison, turning their gaze toward the lower bunk.

On Ye Chen's bedside table, there was a black plastic bag sitting quietly.

Those were two packs of Sofy extra-long overnight sanitary napkins that Ye Chen bought at Lianhua Supermarket during the day, intending to use them as padding for his military training shoes.

Later, inspired by this, Sun Haoyu and Lu Wenbo also rushed back and each bought a large bag, which they now stuffed into their own drawers.

Sun Haoyu remained in a half-squatting position, grabbing the edge of Lu Wenbo's iron bed with both hands.

He swallowed hard, his voice barely audible, tinged with a hint of frantic probing.

"Old Lu..."

"Ask Wang Yao about that extra-long overnight pack I bought during the day..."

"Is it too late to send it now?"