Daly Jun patted his full stomach, then glanced at Shi Man already resting on the sofa. How he wished he could be like her. Knowing that the ultimate pleasure after eating one’s fill was simply lying on the sofa, but alas, he still had matters to settle. “Qiqi, thank you for your hospitality. I’m really sorry to leave so soon.” It felt rather uncouth to just leave after gorging oneself.

“It’s fine. You need to have a good talk with Weiwei.” Wang Qiqi didn't know what to say to him. Han Tao had previously mentioned how Fatty often lectured him on how bad his relationship with Weiwei was, yet who knew this guy had such a massive live wire right by his side. “Take this opportunity to properly communicate and nurture your feelings. The fact that you, in your current state, would lecture my Xiao Tao—I truly admire you.”

If it were in the past, Daly Jun would definitely have objected. Did Han Tao and Wang Qiqi really act like an old married couple? But now, looking at Han Tao and Qiqi, there truly wasn't any conflict between them—or rather, they knew each other’s habits and thoughts completely. He, himself, had been far too presumptive. “Am I utterly useless? I even have to rely on you for this. If you hadn't mentioned it by chance today, I genuinely wouldn't know what to do,” Daly Jun said dejectedly. “I really thought she would just know. I don't know where I’ve been lacking for her to think I wouldn't want to take her abroad with me.”

Wang Qiqi didn't know how Daly Jun and Lu Qiaowei usually interacted, but judging by how the man had reacted today, “Feelings require communication. How long have you known Weiwei? Han Tao and I have practically known each other since childhood; we have a mutual understanding on many things. You assume the other person already knows, and when Weiwei saw you hadn't discussed this issue with her, she assumed you hadn't thought about the long term. After all, quite a few university couples break up once graduation hits.”

“I—how could I be that kind of person?” Daly Jun defended himself. “If I didn't like her, I truly wouldn't have pursued her. Back then, after she fell for someone else, I thought, forget it, I’m going abroad anyway, so I might as well find someone there to avoid trouble. But fate led me to meet Weiwei. I’ve genuinely considered everything, thought about how we might decorate our small future home, thought about what we’d do after we go abroad…”

Daly Jun was standing by the kitchen doorway speaking to Wang Qiqi, so he failed to notice his girlfriend, Lu Qiaowei, had appeared behind him at some point. Wang Qiqi initially considered warning him, but then thought it might be good for the silly girl to hear Daly Jun’s true thoughts. “Your thoughts are good, but have you discussed them with her? How do you know she’ll like your vision for your future life?”

Daly Jun scratched his head awkwardly. “Well, wasn’t I just too embarrassed? I worried that what if…” What if Weiwei said he was overthinking things? Gong Junyu had said that girls have their own unique sense of proprietorship over a home, and for a big guy like him to plan so much, in their eyes, it was like snatching their livelihood.

“If you don't say it, how would I know what you’re thinking? Just like you always assumed I knew you would take me abroad…” Lu Qiaowei walked into the kitchen intending to mention something, only to overhear these words. Although Wang Qiqi had played a part in guiding the conversation, Fatty’s reply was definitely coming from his heart.

Wang Qiqi saw that Lu Qiaowei’s eyes were wet with tears, yet the smile on her face was incredibly bright. “Alright, alright, you two should go now. Find a place to change the subject. Oh, right. Fatty, we helped you solve such a big problem this time. How do you plan to show your gratitude?” Wang Qiqi thought that if she didn't hurry them out, they’d really start some public display of affection. Even though she was a woman, Feng Xuanxiang was on a business trip, and Nana would be back soon—wouldn't that just provoke the bachelors?

Shi Man lay on the sofa, stroking her bulging stomach, constantly flicking through channels on the remote. Han Tao next to her frowned deeply. If she treated the remote like that, how could the thing not break? Then she’d complain about poor quality. “Is Fatty gone?”

Wang Qiqi nodded. “Yeah, he left. But that guy is really something. I was originally hoping he and Weiwei could wash the dishes together in the kitchen and clear things up then, but I didn't expect…” Sigh. Even though their issues were somewhat resolved through conversation, they hadn't helped Wang Qiqi wash the dishes, which left her feeling a bit put out.

“Him? Washing your dishes?” Shi Man burst out laughing. “He’s incredible when it comes to eating. Those huge bowls…” Shi Man gestured with her hands, “He actually ate two full bowls! Our small bowls only hold two portions. Such casual consumption at someone else’s expense! But that kid is something else, too. He’s supposedly in a relationship, yet he hasn’t even solved the follow-up issues. However, Lu Qiaowei is also frustrating; she keeps everything bottled up inside. I dislike that about her.” Although Lu Qiaowei’s trait could be called reserved—unwilling to make a fuss—the problem was she could have privately asked her boyfriend, Fatty. But she didn't; if you don't speak, I won't ask.

“They suit each other perfectly. One doesn’t speak, and the other doesn’t ask, both assuming the other knows their thoughts,” Han Tao stroked his chin. “Truly, birds of a feather flock together.”

“Exactly. They are foolishly assuming a perfect match. You and Qiqi are like an old couple, the deeply devoted kind.” Shi Man had initially thought Fatty had changed a lot since getting a girlfriend, but she realized his essence hadn't gone anywhere—truly living up to his surname, Dai. “Anyway, let’s stop talking about them. Their issues are mostly sorted; they just need some heartfelt talk. Qiqi, did you hear that Gong Yiying dropped out of school?”

Dropped out? Wang Qiqi shook her head. “No, I didn’t.” Something this big—surely Bai Ge and the others would know about it, so why hadn't they told her? Even Shi Man managed to find out. It made no sense that they wouldn't know. She should probably start packing her luggage anyway. “It couldn't have been required by the school, could it?” That possibility couldn't be ruled out.

“There was an element of that. Because everyone used their connections, they found out exactly when she started hooking up with that foreigner. Do you know when?” Shi Man asked Wang Qiqi with noticeable excitement.

Wang Qiqi calculated the timeline. Even though foreigners might be open-minded, and Gong Yiying was already cohabiting with a man, based on a woman’s sense of reserve, she would surely string the other guy along for a bit, right? “End of last year?”

“NO-NO,” Shi Man wagged a finger. “It was the end of September last year.” This timing, when calculated against when the news broke about her taking on the part-time job tutoring foreigners in Chinese, wasn’t far off.

Wang Qiqi froze. “Wait, you didn’t mishear, and they didn’t get the information wrong?” Heavens, hadn't Deng Zhi been playing the cuckold for nearly half a year? “Wait, didn’t she start that job in September?”

Shi Man nodded smugly. “Yes, that was her second Chinese student. Rumor has it they only met twice, and then… they did it.” Shi Man didn’t know exactly how they found out, and there might be some embellishment, but it couldn't be too far-fetched. “The first foreigner supposedly didn't much care for Gong Yiying’s personality, so he introduced her to the current man…”

Wang Qiqi and Han Tao were stunned. Good heavens, had the older Gong Yiying become so unrestrained? They slept together after only two meetings? Wang Qiqi thought that this explained why those foreigners felt Chinese girls were so easy to get into bed with—girls like Gong Yiying were setting the standard, leaving foreigners with bad impressions. “I bet Han Meina is secretly thrilled and breathing a sigh of relief.” Wang Qiqi wondered if Gong Yiying had made any moves on Zhang Han. The previous Gong Yiying wasn't this wild. Last time, she had acted very rudely toward Zhang Han right in front of Deng Zhi, largely because she was drunk. She wondered if she was also drunk the first time she slept with the foreigner, using the alcohol as an excuse to act out of line. One had to admit, being drunk was the perfect excuse for acting scandalously.

“What does this have to do with Han Meina?” Shi Man asked, confused.

Wang Qiqi knew Shi Man must have forgotten the details, but Wang Qiqi, or rather, Wang Qiqi’s roommates, would never forget; it was too hard to forget. After Wang Qiqi recounted the event, Han Tao and Shi Man both remembered. “She would definitely be relieved, but only a foreigner could put up with someone like her. How many domestic boys could handle it? One wrong move and she’d slap a green hat on them,” Shi Man shuddered. “She just waves goodbye and leaves C University, leaving Deng Zhi there not knowing what to do. If I were him, I’d just drop out.” Some scumbags should disappear sooner rather than later, hmph. He had tried to fish in troubled waters back then, only to end up a huge joke.

“Impossible. A shameless person wouldn't drop out,” Wang Qiqi thought. He endured those strange looks from two dormitories; that showed how deep his scheming ran. “I suspect it won't be easy for Gong Yiying to shake off Deng Zhi so cleanly. I wonder if Deng Zhi managed to record anything.” Rumor had it Deng Zhi had some interest in photography; perhaps he harbored some peculiar hobbies, like that guy surnamed Chen. If so, congratulations to Gong Yiying.

“Apparently, the day Gong Yiying came to school, Deng Zhi rushed over as soon as he got the news. At first, Gong Yiying was quite fierce toward him, looking like she’d explode if he came any closer. But after Deng Zhi said something, Gong Yiying became much more compliant. Just as everyone was crowding in to eavesdrop, the two of them vanished, finding a quiet, secluded spot to talk. However, rumor has it that Gong Yiying’s expression wasn't good afterward, while Deng Zhi looked thoroughly smug. It’s truly baffling,” Shi Man thought this was the crucial part and wondered if anyone could dig up the details.

Wang Qiqi froze, momentarily wondering if her guess had actually been right. If that were the case, the switch in their expressions would be perfectly normal. But surely this trick wouldn't work on foreigners? Didn't foreigners enjoy reading those 'Gong Zi' books, the ones with even more explosive content?