After buying some late-night snacks, Jimo Cheng gentlemanly escorted Luo Qianqian to the dormitory building. He only left after watching her go upstairs.
Since it was already evening, there weren't many people in the corridor, but something felt wrong as she passed by the doors of other dorm rooms. The people who would usually greet her were now closing their doors with disdainful looks upon seeing her?
Disdain? Luo Qianqian frowned tightly. This was illogical, highly illogical. She shouldn't have done anything to offend so many people, right? With a face full of confusion, she returned to her dorm room, only to see Qin Nuan staring at the computer with an equally perplexed expression.
The computer in the dorm room belonged to Cong Rong, but the four people huddled around it all had clearly wrong expressions on their faces.
