Chapter 139: Now I Understand Everything
The moment their gazes met.
Ye Zhen nearly bolted.
Fortunately, she managed to suppress her inner fear in time.
Why was Ye Fuli in the dorm room?
Oh, right—she was the dorm supervisor and resident advisor now. She had an ID badge… She was perfectly entitled to be here.
Don't panic. Stay calm. Don't panic.
Ye Zhen bit her tongue to force herself to calm down.
Acting. Quick, pull out the acting chops.
"Good afternoon, dorm supervisor. Feel free to look around and inspect anything."
Ye Zhen set down the takeout she'd brought back, smiling as she greeted Ye Fuli, who stood frozen in place.
She turned back to her dazed roommates. "What are you waiting for? Didn't we agree to play games together?"
The roommates exchanged glances.
Even they now realized Ye Fuli appeared before them far too often.
She was the cafeteria lady, the pancake vendor, the dessert promoter, the dorm supervisor, and even the life teacher.
She wasn't short on money, was she?
Why would someone who wasn't short on cash take on so many jobs?
Qiao Xin glanced at Ye Zhen, then back at Ye Fuli.
The dynamic between these two… it's complicated. Really complicated!
Ye Fuli had already regained her composure from her initial panic.
Using a deft maneuver, she freed her arm from Zhao Mengde's grip.
Zhao Mengde rubbed his fingers, thinking to himself, This girl has some serious strength…
Ouch, ouch, ouch~ My fingers hurt~
If they were to fight seriously again, he feared he might struggle to overpower her!
After all, during their brief spar, Ye Fuli had been studying her moves and always found countermeasures quickly.
She absolutely did not want to face an opponent like this.
You might beat her once, but more often than not, that would be the only time.
And even that victory would rarely be decisive.
As long as she didn't die, she'd be back to fight again in no time!
Fortunately, Ye Fuli had already abandoned any intention of continuing the fight.
She picked up the small booklet again and began inspecting the dormitory's cleanliness.
"Too many basins on the floor, bedding not folded neatly, too many hangers cluttering the headboard, excessive cardboard boxes on the balcony…"
Each one was a deduction point.
Too many deductions meant no hope for the dormitory to win the excellence award, and Chengcheng and the others' scholarships would be affected.
As dorm leader, Wang Xiaoya turned pale upon hearing this and hurriedly pleaded, "Hey, hey, hey! Teacher! I mean, senior, please don't deduct so many points! I beg you!"
At that moment, Ye Fuli's gaze fell upon Ye Zhen.
Ye Zhen had just opened her laptop and logged into a web-based game. She was frantically applying buffs to her character, filling the room with the clinking sounds of equipment.
…She couldn't fathom what was so entertaining about this sort of thing.
Though Ye Fuli couldn't grasp it, she secretly noted down the game's name, Ye Zhen's server, and her character's name.
Books say that to love someone, you must strive to understand her preferences and embrace all of her.
Ye Fuli would try her best.
"Ye Zhen, your bookshelf is a mess. Remember to tidy it up."
Ye Zhen looked up at her.
She figured Ye Fuli was about to rack up enough demerits to wipe out their entire dorm's points…
Oh, great.
No wonder you, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, ended up as the dorm supervisor!
You've been lying in wait here, haven't you?
"Teacher, can we skip the points?" Ye Zhen set down her mouse, shifted her chair, and sat facing Ye Fuli directly. "Or at least make it fewer?"
Ye Fuli's notebook was filled with reasons for deducting points, but she had no intention of handing it in.
That was the plan.
But Ye Fuli didn't want to state it so bluntly.
"Give me a reason why I shouldn't deduct points, or at least deduct fewer."
Ye Zhen paused to think…
What do you want to hear, Ye Fuli?
You wouldn't still be fantasizing about using this to manipulate me, would you?
Hah, don't be ridiculous.
"Teacher is kind-hearted and beautiful. She wouldn't deliberately make things difficult for us freshmen, right?" Ye Zhen sighed and spread her hands helplessly. "Of course, if you insist on making things hard for us, there's nothing we can do about it."
This was pure resignation.
Why were they so bold? Probably because they were certain Ye Fuli wouldn't actually do anything in the end, right?
Ye Fuli pushed her glasses up, saying nothing. She merely gave her a piercing look before turning to leave.
But Zhao Mengde clearly had no intention of letting this suspicious individual off the hook.
She immediately demanded, "Stop! Are you really just a dorm supervisor?"
Ye Fuli turned back, her gaze cold. "What exactly do you mean by that, PE teacher?"
A dorm supervisor and a physical education teacher—neither were simple roles.
The other three in the dorm stared blankly at the two of them.
Miss Zhao snorted. "Ever since you walked in, your eyes haven't left Ye Zhen. How much do you care about her?"
Her tone softened slightly as she spoke.
As if talking to herself, she murmured, "But strangely enough, there's not a shred of malice in the way you look at her. It's almost pitiful… Hmm…"
Ye Fuli couldn't stand her anymore.
She talked too much!
Who asked her to spout all this useless chatter!
"So, you came here today just for Ye Zhen, right?" Miss Zhao wore an expression that said, "I've figured it all out." "This dorm inspection? Just a lame excuse. I suspect you're only here to get Ye Zhen's attention."
Ye Fuli's expression shifted slightly.
As for Ye Zhen's roommates, they exchanged knowing smiles.
Ye Zhen herself couldn't help but press her hand to her forehead, wondering if she'd ever should have hired this bodyguard.
Why did you have to provoke Ye Fuli, for heaven's sake!
She shot Miss Zhao a warning glance, signaling her to stop talking.
But Miss Zhao was clearly no fool.
On the battlefield, if you gave her a look, she could accurately hand you a gun or pass you bullets. But if you gave her a look in the dorm room? She could instantly misinterpret it in eighteen different ways.
So this sharp-witted girl cut straight to the chase:
"If you like her, just go for it!"
"Is this how you chase girls?"
"Deducting so many points from her? You're practically her sworn enemy!"
"What you should say is, 'I was just messing with you guys—I never planned to dock points in the first place!' Then smoothly invite her out for dinner or a movie… Right?"
"Now that's how you chase a girl!"
"If you keep pissing people off like this, you'll never get anywhere even after ten years!"
After this tirade, the room fell deathly silent.
Miss Zhao scanned the room, her expression growing serious. "Is there a problem with what I said?"
Is there a problem?
Absolutely not!
Ye Zhen's roommates had already adopted the same wicked grin as the Evil God Sauce.
Qiao Xin, Lu Chengcheng, and Wang Xiaoya exchanged quick glances, as if they'd started communicating telepathically.
Lu Chengcheng: So Zhenzhen wasn't actually owing the senior money—she owed her a favor. Now it all makes sense.
Qiao Xin: Hmph, love is just so melodramatic.
Wang Xiaoya: Damn it, I'm jealous!
The person involved, Ye Fuli, swayed unsteadily, as if struck by a massive blow.
The other person involved, Ye Zhen, felt her blood pressure skyrocket. The air seemed to grow thin, making it impossible to breathe!
"I… I need to use the restroom."
At the mention of the bathroom, Ye Fuli and Zhao Mengde both shot her a sharp look.
Almost forgot—there was someone else in the restroom too.
…
Reaching the bathroom door, Miss Zhao took a deep breath and kicked it open.
BAM—
The thunderous sound made everyone in the dorm room flinch.
Ye Zhen sensed something was wrong. Frowning, she stood up and hurried toward the bathroom.
Miss Zhao yanked the thief, who was cowering in the corner, out like he was a little chick.
"Jiang Zao?!"
Seeing Jiang Zao's face, Ye Zhen felt her heart sink.
"How did you get in?"
The dorm door lock wasn't particularly high-tech. Jiang Zao, being a clever person, spent a little money to learn lock-picking techniques. After practicing a few times on his own dorm door, he came over and opened it while Ye Zhen and the others were out.
At that moment, Jiang Zao stood tear-streaked and silent.
She wanted to find that jar of cream.
Even if using it would disfigure her even more completely, she wanted to try it.
After all, she had no other options left!
She couldn't justify her actions today, but when Miss Zhao declared she'd send her to the dean's office, she fell to her knees with a thud.
"No! Please, no! I can't be disciplined. I… I'm sorry, Ye Zhen, I'm so sorry… I just lost my mind for a moment… I didn't take anything, I swear! Search me, search me!"
Her roommates gathered around.
Lu Chengcheng sighed and said, "Everyone must bear the consequences of their own mistakes."
Qiao Xin and Wang Xiaoya said nothing, but it was clear they wouldn't let her off either.
Ye Zhen looked at Miss Zhao and said helplessly:
"Take her to the Academic Affairs Office."
When Jiang Zao realized that no matter how much she pleaded, she couldn't change the outcome, she suddenly fell silent and stopped struggling.
As she walked past Ye Zhen, she lifted her head slightly and looked at Ye Zhen.
More precisely, she looked at Ye Zhen's beautiful face.
She murmured softly.
"Ye Zhen, I truly… envy you so much."