Chapter 807: Confusion

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Um, Cuian, why dont you find a job that includes food and accommodation? Zhu Bixuan had a sudden idea and spoke up, I heard there are many holiday jobs that provide these benefits, and the pay is decent too.

But those jobs offering accommodation are in the factory, Zhou Cuian frowned, I dont want to work in a factory.

In that case, theres not much else we can do. Zhu Bixuan shrugged. Im just a student myself, so I cant really help you.

Upon hearing Zhu Bixuans suggestion, Zhou Cuians expression turned sour.

She couldnt tell if Zhu Bixuan was being deliberate. Did she look like someone who would work as a factory technician? She was also a student at Capital University, just like them. Why were the others in the dormitory acting so superior and was she the only fit for these menial jobs?

The more Zhou Cuian thought about it, the more unfair it seemed.

She stood up and walked out.

Zhu Bixuan was startled by this sudden move. Initially, she had wanted to help Zhou Cuian find a solution. But now, seeing her demeanor, she felt it was best not to interfere.

Though carefree, Zhu Bixuan wasnt naive. She didnt want to involve herself in thankless tasks. Since Zhou Cuian had already left, she decided not to dwell on it too much. She didnt want Zhou Cuian to think she was being patronized and ungrateful, as that would make their future interactions awkward.

With that in mind, she pushed aside thoughts of Zhou Cuian and continued packing, preparing to head home as soon as possible.

On the other side, Zhou Cuian, now outside the dormitory, couldnt help but stop in her tracks after descending the stairs. She seemed lost in thought. Standing there, she wasnt sure where to go next.

Or rather, she didnt know what to do next. Returning to the dormitory now would be too embarra.s.sing. Especially since she didnt see anything wrong with her actions. Zhu Bixuans words had clearly belittled her.

Zhou Cuian wandered around campus.

There werent many people left; most had gone home after receiving their results. Even those still on campus were preparing to leave, hurrying about their business.

Only Zhou Cuian seemed burdened, pacing around campus.

After walking for some time, Zhou Cuian finally sat down at a pavilion. She took out her phone and opened her contacts. Seeing a particular number on the screen, she hesitated.

It was Murong Yumengs number, overheard from Ye Lengan. Shed seen it many times but never dared to call.

She didnt know what she was thinking, but seeing the number now stirred something within her.

Murong Yumeng, being from the Murong family, could easily resolve her current predicament. But she also knew Murong Yumeng didnt know who she was, let alone help her.

Still, she wanted to try. Perhaps there would be an unexpected outcome. Even if Murong Yumeng couldnt help, it couldnt get worse than this.

Besides, although she had no personal interaction with Murong Yumeng, shed heard of her reputation.

Despite being from a wealthy family, Murong Yumeng was humble and polite. She was known for helping fellow students.

With a deep breath, Zhou Cuian pressed the dial b.u.t.ton.

As the phone rang, her heart raced, as if about to burst.

Finally, the call connected, and a puzzled voice came from the other end.

h.e.l.lo, who is this?

Murong Yumeng, on the other end, was surprised to receive an unfamiliar call. She didnt recognize the number.

This was her private number, known to few. If it were someone she knew, they would have introduced themselves. Yet here was a completely unknown caller.

Umh.e.l.lo! Zhou Cuians nerves were on edge. She stuttered, SeniorSenior Sister Murong, ImIm Zhou Cuian.

Zhou Cuian? Murong Yumengs frown deepened at the unfamiliar name. Her tone grew sharper. Who are you? And how did you get my number?

She didnt know Zhou Cuian, nor how the other party obtained her private number.

Um Zhou Cuian grew even more nervous at Murong Yumengs stern tone. Her words became jumbled. II Senior Sister Murong

Hearing the disjointed response, Murong Yumeng cut in, Who are you? Whats your motive? If you dont explain, Ill hang up.

At the mention of hanging up, Zhou Cuian urgently tried to suppress her panic. Please dont hang up, Senior Sister Murong. You might not know me. Im Zhou Cuian, Ye Lengans roommate. I got your number from her.

Bringing up Ye Lengan, she hoped to establish credibility. She knew that if Murong Yumeng hung up, she might lose her nerve to try again. And if Murong Yumeng blocked her number, all her efforts would be in vain.

Murong Yumeng paused at the mention of Ye Lengan. Then she asked, Youre Ye Lengans roommate, right?

She didnt doubt Zhou Cuians claim, but she was skeptical of her intentions.

And was this really Ye Lengans doing?

Yes, Im really Lengans roommate, Zhou Cuian replied anxiously. Otherwise, I wouldnt have your number from her.