"You know what? I think I left my phone… somewhere," Mianmian said casually.
Yuqi and Wen Yuhan exchanged a look.
"That 'somewhere' doesn't have a name?" Yuqi raised a brow.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Mianmian rolled her eyes.
"Oh, that face. You do that every time you lie," Yuqi pointed accusingly.
"You're both misunderstanding this!" Mianmian huffed. "I struggled to get home. A lady helped me to an hotel. I have no idea where he heard a strange man voice. Seriously, why do you believe this dude? I told you, he sleepwalks and imagines things."
"I said, I don't sleepwalk!" Wen Yuhan snapped. "And the strange man clearly said you were sleeping. How does he know that? And he did not sound like Brother Wang Hao or a lady."
Yuqi and Mianmian exchanged a quick glance.
Yuqi cleared her throat dramatically. "You see, Wang Ha..."
"Don't you have classes to attend?" Mianmian suddenly cut her off.
"Oh, right. Thank you! " Wen Yuhan scoffed. "You guys are so messed up."
He walked toward the door but paused and turned around.
"Before I forget... I'm moving to the school hostel tomorrow."
Mianmian froze. She quickly walked up to him.
"What? You don't want to live with Jiejie anymore?" she asked, her voice turning sugary soft.
Wen Yuhan visibly cringed. She always did this... treating him like a baby. She forgot he was already a first-year college student.
"I'm moving because all my friends stay in the hostel. It seems fun. And staying here with you is so boring."
"Hey!" Mianmian glared.
"Fine, move out. At least I'll have some peace." She folded her arms. "Did you visit Mom yesterday?"
"Yes, and I covered up for you. Say thank you, Brother Yuhan." He smirked.
Mianmian rolled her eyes, making him laugh as he left and shut the door.
"Why didn't you want me to tell him?" Yuqi asked.
"Because I don't want drama involving Wang Hao," Mianmian sighed, walking to her room. Yuqi followed. "We had a silent breakup. If Wen Yuhan finds out, he'll try to kill Wang Hao, and they'll end up beating each other up."
"Well… that's not so bad," Yuqi shrugged. "At least he'd be helping me do what I always wanted to do."
When they reached the room, Yuqi instantly threw herself onto Mianmian's tiny bed, lying sideways and propping her head with her hand.
"So now that Wen Yuhan's gone," she smirked, "can you tell me what really happened?"
Mianmian sighed and sat beside her.
"Honestly… I don't remember anything. Everything was blurry. All I know is... I woke up in some random guy's house."
Yuqi sat up so fast she bounced.
"Hold up!. So Wen Yuhan wasn't lying? There was a strange man?! Was it a one-night stand?!"
"Jesus... NO! Yuqi! Why is that the first thing you think of?"
Yuqi pouted. "I thought it would be like those novels where the female lead gets drunk, accidentally crosses paths with the Cold CEO, and then they have a one-night stand."
Mianmian stared at her.
Is she a witch or something?
She was dangerously close to the truth, except Mianmian didn't remember a single thing from that night.