Zheng Yue didn't want Yang Xin and the others to know that she had found a job. What if they asked her for the meal money she incurred previously?
Yang Xin and Leng Yan, who had just returned from the night market, naturally saw the traces of Zheng Yue's return. However, they didn't say anything in an unspoken mutual understanding.
The previous incident had already divided them. They only treated it as a lesson to find out what kind of person Zheng Yue was.
"Go wash up quickly. It'll be eleven o'clock soon. Aren't you afraid of staying up late and getting acne?" Murong Qiao reminded the two of them.
Only then did Yang Xin realize that they had almost come back at the time the dormitory gate closed. "I'll go now!"
What a joke. She didn't want to get acne!
Seeing the two of them rush to the bathroom again, Murong Qiao's smiling face turned cold and her gaze swept past Zheng Yue's tightly shut bed curtain.
