193 Roommate’s Joyful Switches
When Han Yixuan returned to the dormitory, her roommates were all there. The two girls she wasn’t as close with were sitting in front of their computers, one listening to music and the other watching a drama.
There was another roommate she was closer with, who had become her new best friend after half a year. Seeing her return, she put down the romance novel in her hand and asked curiously, “Why are you… beaming with happiness?”
Han Yixuan: “What beaming with happiness?”
Her best friend pointed to the mirror by the door. “Look for yourself!”
Han Yixuan turned around and looked at herself in the mirror—the girl was pursing her lips, but the corners of her mouth were still slightly upturned, and her eyes were full of smiles.
After all, not being in front of Wang Heng, there was no need to suppress her joy.
Han Yixuan walked to her best friend, took a small box out of her bag, and waved it in front of her eyes.
“Hey, hey, hey, what is this? Is it the Advanced Night Repair!”
The next second, another roommate threw off her headphones and came over. “Advanced Night Repair! Yixuan, did you buy this yourself?”
Her best friend guessed, “Yixuan just bought a gift for a boy yesterday. This must be a return gift from that boy, right?”
Han Yixuan put away the skincare box, smiled, and nodded. “Yes, he gave it to me.”
Best friend: “Then have you confirmed your relationship?”
Han Yixuan shook her head. “It’s still early…”
The roommate who came over was obviously a bit outspoken and said, “He even bought you Advanced Night Repair, and you’re not together yet? Impressive. We all thought you wouldn’t date, but you silently hooked a rich second generation!”
Han Yixuan was instantly a little unhappy. “What do you mean hooked?”
Her best friend also said, “Don’t talk nonsense. She really likes him!”
At this time, another roommate who had remained silent suddenly sneered. “Yeah, hehe… really likes him. The vice president of the student union is tall and handsome, but she doesn’t like him. She really likes someone who can afford a thousand-yuan gift.”
Her best friend slammed the table and said angrily, “What are you talking about! Just because you like that vice president yourself, what does it have to do with Little Xuan!”
The sneering roommate retorted unceremoniously, “What does this have to do with you?”
Another roommate quickly persuaded, “Stop arguing, stop arguing. We are all sisters in the same dorm! Isn’t it just stinking men? There are plenty in the world. What’s there to argue about!”
For a moment, the dormitory fell silent.
“Stop arguing. Let’s not talk about this in the future.” Han Yixuan said in a low voice, then walked quickly out of the dormitory.
By the window at the end of the corridor, the girl took out her phone and stood there in a daze for a long time.
Liking him or the gift he bought… does this question even need consideration? Money is just an external object attached to that person. Compared to gifts like skincare products, she looked forward more to the dream of riding the bus with him for a whole summer.
However, the feeling of being misunderstood by others was really a bit unbearable. Although she was most distant from that cynical roommate, and although she just casually mocked a few words, in comparison, she would rather others question her exam results as cheating or something, at least better than questioning her deepest feelings.
But Wang Heng’s investment seemed to be successful again.
Han Yixuan opened her mobile browser and looked at the stock he mentioned. Limit up, consecutive limit ups for several days. If this continued, his funds would definitely exceed one million. If she got together with him in the future, she would definitely be gossiped about as ‘just greedy for his money’.
And she could never prove her innocence.
Or rather, if she wanted to prove her innocence, the only possibility was that Wang Heng’s future investment failed, losing everything and even owing a large debt, and she still stayed by his side. Then no one could question her… But Han Yixuan certainly didn’t want to see him fall into such a miserable situation.
“But, what does it matter?”
Han Yixuan murmured to herself, remembering watching the comments under the song “Lost Path” with Pei Ningle a couple of days ago. Even Pei Ningle could bear people’s negative reviews. Could she not stand a few gossips?
The girl quickly adjusted her mood and returned to the dormitory.
The dormitory was quiet, reading books, chasing dramas.
Han Yixuan sat down at her desk and opened the textbook for Securities Investment.
Let others say whatever they want. I’ll just do my own thing, and that’s enough—the girl gritted her teeth secretly and thought silently.
**
On the morning of another new day, Wang Heng sat at the desk in the dormitory and poked the little hamster in the cage with his finger.
Taking advantage of Wang Ke’s absence and Fu Hanwen sleeping and snoring, he was too lazy to carry the cage out and asked directly in a low voice, “When should I sell that stock?”
The hamster lay in the nest, opened one small eye, and answered in an even lower volume, “Didn’t I tell you long ago? The day the limit up stops and fluctuations resume.”
Wang Heng: “So which day exactly? Give me a specific date so I can arrange other things.”
The hamster yawned. “Just keep watching. Anyway, when that day comes, you’ll have plenty of time to sell.”
Wang Heng picked up the jar of melon seeds and shook it. “If you don’t tell me, I’ll take it away?”
“…Fine, next Wednesday. Happy now!”
After the hamster finished speaking helplessly, seeing him put the melon seeds back in place, it lay down again.
At this moment, Wang Heng received a text message from Tan Meng:
【Although you didn’t become a special consultant, President Lu ordered me to raise your salary again. Congratulations, a freshman with a monthly salary of eight thousand, and no need to sit in the office. We professionals were far worse than you at your age! In addition, President Lu also hopes you write an analysis report on Qiandu. If it’s written well, there will be a bonus.】
Wang Heng looked at this somewhat long text message and sighed softly after a long while.
Sure enough, high-level special consultants or whatever were just bait for now. He had originally thought of having some say in front of them and sharing the cake with the big shots in future investments. Now it seemed he was indeed overthinking.
The little hamster beside him couldn’t help but complain, “Still not satisfied? Don’t you think you’re a bit too greedy?”
“Sorry for having too high expectations… Forget it, it doesn’t matter. Not making an exception to promote a cheater is their loss.”
With that, Wang Heng opened his laptop and started writing the analysis report on Qiandu.
Since there was a bonus for writing this, naturally he wouldn’t pass it up.
Opening the document, Wang Heng’s hands danced rapidly on the keyboard. The word count displayed in the document soared like a rocket, like a perverted web novel writer updating twenty thousand words a day—things he had already thought out didn’t need conception, writing them was just fast.
And he was using a blue switch keyboard that went “click-clack”, making the typing feel exceptionally satisfying.
However, less than two minutes later, Fu Hanwen’s snoring stopped.
A moment later, Fu Hanwen’s voice full of resentment sounded behind Wang Heng: “Teacher Wang, I went to sleep in the early morning last night. Can you let me sleep in for a while?”
Wang Heng: “Didn’t you buy earplugs?”
Fu Hanwen glanced at his mechanical keyboard and sighed. “I just tried. Earplugs can’t block it!”
Wang Heng: “…Alright, I’ll go out and find a place.”
