Chapter 237 - 236: So This Is What a Scummy Man Is Like?
Chapter 237: Chapter 236: So This Is What a Scummy Man Is Like?
The red packet Ye Ling sent wasn’t a lucky-draw one, but a standard one. There were three in total, each containing 188 yuan.
’He Jian: Damn! Brother Ling, aren’t you being a bit too generous? A hundred eighty-eight straight up?’
’Yang Yefeng: I got a hundred eighty-eight too!’
’Yang Yefeng: Thanks, Brother Ling!’
’He Jian: @Yang Yu, there’s still one red packet left for one hundred eighty-eight. Are you going to claim it or not?’
At that moment, Yang Yu was sitting at his desk, looking at He Jian and Yang Yefeng beside him, and couldn’t help but grit his teeth in frustration.
’Dammit.’
’He wanted to claim the red packet too, but wouldn’t he be eating his own words if he did?’
’Money or pride?’
Yang Yu felt very conflicted.
"Yang Yu, Madman and I have decided. We’re going out for hot pot after the exams, using the money from Brother Ling’s red packets."
As if to provoke Yang Yu, He Jian deliberately added, "Are you coming or not?"
"..."
Yang Yu shot the guy a resentful glare.
「Meanwhile.」
Ye Ling watched as the group chat suddenly went silent and felt it was a bit boring. He had specifically made three red packets just because he wanted to see Yang Yu claim one.
’If he doesn’t claim it, won’t this red packet have been for nothing?’
Ye Ling sighed and was about to put down his phone to read for a bit.
DING!
’Yang Yu: I believe!’
’System Message: All red packets have been claimed.’
’Yang Yu has retracted a message.’
’He Jian: You mutt, didn’t you fucking say you were a man of unyielding integrity?’
’Yang Yefeng: Uh... can I just say I took a screenshot?’
’Yang Yefeng: [Image]’
Seeing this, the corners of Ye Ling’s mouth curved into a smile.
’Fucking...’
’...now *these* are good bros!’
Ye Ling saved the image without hesitation and then sent another red packet.
’Ye Ling: Madman, nice work!’
’Yang Yu: ...’
...
Modu University’s final exams lasted for a total of two days. However, the specific times and subjects for the exams varied between schools.
For example, the School of Information Science, where Ye Ling was a student, had a schedule that was basically full for both days. Meanwhile, the School of Arts, where Ning Ruoxi studied, only had exams in the morning with no afternoon sessions scheduled.
Most students were still quite nervous. After all, Modu University’s final exams were notoriously strict. Rumor had it that if you failed, you would have to stay for supplementary lessons!
When the last exam was over, students flooded out of the examination hall, letting out a universal cry of anguish.
’Freaking hell, that was way too hard!’
’I can’t take it. I feel like I’m going to fail this time.’
’See you guys at the make-up classes during the break!’
A few guys walked ahead, complaining one after another about the difficulty of the exam paper.
Behind them, however, Ye Ling was feeling quite relaxed.
He felt the exam paper was pretty easy. He had spent at least half the time just zoning out.
Ye Ling casually glanced around and immediately spotted the lovely Ning Ruoxi not too far away, looking in his direction.
Ning Ruoxi seemed to have seen Ye Ling as well. She waved her hand excitedly and then jogged over to him.
"Holy shit! That girl is gorgeous! Was she just waving at me?"
One of the guys walking ahead happened to see Ning Ruoxi too.
When he saw her running over, he felt his heart start to beat rapidly.
This was the feeling of being smitten!
’Could this be love?’
"You idiot, that’s Ning Ruoxi."
"Little bro, don’t tell people you’re my roommate. I don’t have an idiot roommate like you, okay?"
"Her boyfriend is Ling God."
Hearing their companion’s words, the other guys took a step away with disgusted looks, as if to say, ’I don’t know this person.’
"Huh? That’s Ning Ruoxi?"
That guy was stunned for a moment.
Just then, Ning Ruoxi walked around the group and arrived in front of Ye Ling.
"Stinky, how did your exams go?"
Ning Ruoxi asked with a grin, blinking her eyes.
At this moment, the guys also turned their heads curiously and immediately saw Ye Ling behind them.
"Holy shit, Ling God was right behind me?"
The guy who had just felt smitten was completely dumbfounded, his face flushing hot with embarrassment.
’Just a moment ago, he’d said Ning Ruoxi was running toward him...’
’How humiliating is that?’
"It was pretty simple."
Ye Ling answered casually. He then noticed the gazes from the guys in front of him and offered a friendly smile.
He had, of course, heard their conversation, but he didn’t really mind. Or rather, he was already used to it.
With Ning Ruoxi’s looks, she was bound to attract countless gazes no matter where she stood.
"What do you want to eat tonight?"
Ye Ling reached out, put his arm around Ning Ruoxi, and asked.
"Umm, I want to eat fried chicken!"
Ning Ruoxi said in a soft voice.
"That’ll make you fat."
"I’m not fat!"
Ning Ruoxi retorted coquettishly.
"Alright then, I’ll take you for fried chicken today."
Ye Ling smiled dotingly and ruffled Ning Ruoxi’s hair.
Watching Ye Ling and Ning Ruoxi walk past them, the guys all felt a tightness in their chests.
So...
...they had just been force-fed a dose of PDA?
"But Ling God is really handsome..."
"Yeah, and he even smiled at us just now. It was just... wow!"
The next moment, the guys started discussing it among themselves.
’Fine.’
If Ye Ling heard them, he’d probably steer clear of them the next time he saw them.
’A guy has to protect himself when he’s out and about!’
At a little after five, the sky had already grown completely dark. Ye Ling was driving Ning Ruoxi to a food street near Modu University.
"I heard there’s a street market around here recently. How about I take you to try some street food?"
Ye Ling stopped the car, turned to Ning Ruoxi, and said with a smile.
"Okay-dokie! I’ve barely ever had any before!"
Ning Ruoxi nodded obediently.
Ye Ling smiled faintly, found a place to park, and got out of the car with Ning Ruoxi.
Although Ning Ruoxi was the young lady of Ning International, she had no aversion to eating street food.
In fact, most wealthy people aren’t particularly fussy about such things. It’s just a meal, so what’s there that you can’t eat?
As for those people online who clamored about only eating at three-Michelin-star restaurants, Ye Ling felt they should be thrown into the wilderness to starve for two days, and then be given two coarse flour steamed buns.
’Let’s see you not eat them then, if you’ve got the guts.’
Ye Ling held Ning Ruoxi’s small hand, strolling about casually. Before long, Ning Ruoxi’s own two small hands were full, holding seven or eight skewers of fragrant meat.
"Mmm! So good!"
Ning Ruoxi’s eyes sparkled. She took a bite from a skewer and held it to Ye Ling’s mouth with a grin. "You try some too!"
"You’re giving it to me after you’ve already eaten from it?"
Ye Ling gave the little glutton an exasperated look.
She had basically taken a bite or two from every single one of the seven or eight skewers in her hands, and now she was offering one to him?
"You’re grossed out by me?"
Ning Ruoxi immediately pouted, her eyes widening.
’Meow meow meow?’
’So this is what a jerk looks like!’
’When we first got together, everything was fine, but now he’s starting to get grossed out?’