In the evening, Yang Xiaoxiu unlocked the dormitory door with her key.
The chatter she had heard outside the door instantly ceased the moment she turned the key.
Her eyebrows moved subtly. As was usual, her roommates' conversations never stopped because of her arrival, unless it involved her.
Although Yang Xiaoxiu had some guesses, she merely glanced at her roommates in the dorm, her gaze pausing for a second on the curly-haired Huang Ying, then headed straight to the bathroom to wash up without asking more.
The three roommates' eyes focused on Yang Xiaoxiu; seeing her enter the bathroom and close the door, they softly resumed their discussion.
"Yingying, didn't you say she hooked up with some rich second-generation guy and wouldn't be back today?"
