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On Sunday, Yao Nian was in her dormitory, cradling a giant Psyduck in her arms.
Lin Mo was astonished. "Our dorm beds are so tiny; how are you going to sleep with that thing?"
Yao Nian stepped onto the railing and placed the Psyduck on the bed, giving its head a gentle pat. "I'll squeeze in with it."
Lin Mo chuckled teasingly, "It’s obvious that Lawyer Shen sent you that, right?"
Yao Nian pouted. "He didn’t want to give it to me at first; I had to insist."
She glanced around the room and then peeked toward the bathroom. Still no sign of her.
"She must be on a date," Lin Mo said while scrolling through short videos.
"Xu is here?"
"I think he came around noon. She didn’t even eat before going to find him," Lin Mo replied with a click of her tongue. "A little separation makes the heart grow fonder; she definitely won’t be back early tonight."
Yao Nian frowned.
She had originally planned to subtly remind Fang Yiran about the situation, but it seemed that things were about to blow up.
That night, Fang Yiran ran into the dormitory in tears.
"Oh my God!" Lin Mo rushed over, asking, "Why are you crying like this? Who bullied you?"
The girl buried her face in her arms, her shoulders shaking violently as she sobbed, unable to utter a single word.
"What happened?" Lin Mo frowned. "You’re going to give us a heart attack!"
Yao Nian sighed. "Is it because of Xu?"
Fang Yiran slowly lifted her head, her eyes red and puffy. She stammered, "He... he went to Binhai this time and has been with another girl."
"What?" Lin Mo gasped in shock. "How did you find out?"
Fang Yiran took a deep breath. "My phone died, so I borrowed his phone to call my mom. Just then, that girl’s message popped up, and I saw it!"
Yao Nian let out a cold laugh. "I knew it."
Lin Mo paused for a moment, surprised by her tone. "You already knew?"
Fang Yiran murmured, "No wonder he didn’t want to video chat with me before."
"Damn it!" Lin Mo rolled up her sleeves. "I’m going to find that jerk and settle the score!"
"Hey, hey, hey!" Yao Nian quickly grabbed her. "What are you doing? Are you going to pick a fight?"
Fang Yiran couldn't hold back any longer and covered her face, bursting into tears.
"All you do is cry!" Lin Mo exclaimed in frustration. "Just break up with him already! Hurry up and end it!"
Inside a nearby lounge bar, the warm red lights cast a soft glow, creating an intoxicating atmosphere. Most of the customers here were students, and it was said that there were quite a few similar places around, all doing good business.
Yao Nian didn’t quite understand Fang Yiran’s behavior of drowning her sorrows in alcohol, but she knew that heartbreak was tough, and she and Lin Mo had to be there for her.
Seeing Fang Yiran about to down her Long Island Iced Tea in one go, Yao Nian quickly snatched the cup from her hands. "Hey, you can't drink like this!"
Lin Mo sighed helplessly and waved over a waiter. "Could you please change this to beer?"
At the bar counter, a subtle cold light glowed from the embedded partition. A man leaned casually against the edge of the table, his long fingers holding a cigarette as he took a puff, his gaze lingering on a girl in a colorful jacket not far away.
The waiter brought over a tray of beers, preparing to deliver them.
The man casually asked, "Which table ordered these?"
"Table seven," the waiter replied.
He extinguished his cigarette and took the beers. "You can get back to your work; I'll take them over."
The waiter looked a bit confused. "You're delivering them yourself?"
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