The three of them didn’t head back to the dormitory just because of a small piece of cake, but instead, they all went to the breakfast shop to buy three portions of breakfast. They munched their al while walking, and indeed, a hot breakfast compared to the sowhat cool cake was truly not on the sa level.
"Qianqian, shall we talk to her later?" Qin Nuan hesitantly suggested as she ate her breakfast.
"If she intentionally did those things for us to notice, it ans she can’t talk to us openly about it," Cong Rong spoke up before Luo Qianqian could respond.
Luo Qianqian smirked, "Got on the wrong boat, or did soone threaten her? I persistently believe it’s that bad egg, Xu Xiaoxiao."
Qin Nuan neither agreed nor disagreed, picked up her phone to check the ti, then glanced at Luo Qianqian and sighed, "Qianqian, how much did you eat this morning? It’s still not finished." She slightly furrowed her brows at the more than half of the egg-filled pancake in Luo Qianqian’s hand, "Really, don’t you know not to eat sothing so cold in the morning? Such an irresponsible brother."
"I feel like you’re just showing off," Cong Rong rolled her eyes. Ever since getting up in the morning, Qin Nuan had a hint of a smile on her lips and her eyes were bent into crescents, noticeably softer than usual.
"Show off what?" Qin Nuan was beyond annoyed, "Speaking of which, my chances of seeing a certain soone are far fewer than yours of seeing a certain soone, huh."
"What ghost is ’a certain soone’..." Luo Qianqian munched on her pancake, equally annoyed, "Luo who and Luo who? Doesn’t that make a Luo who as well?"
Her logic was sound, they couldn’t argue with that.
Qin Nuan tugged at the corner of her mouth, looking at the beautifully packaged piece of cake in her hand, "I guess you still have your unfinished breakfast from ho."
Luo Qianqian nodded naturally, "Don’t be too jealous of , after all, I’m his cutest, most charming, most well-behaved, and most sensible little sister."
Cong Rong snorted with laughter, "Aren’t you using a few too many adjectives there?"
Luo Qianqian pouted, "Aren’t we all family, can’t even allow a little self-love?"
Upon hearing this, Qin Nuan didn’t feel there was anything amiss; after all, even without the relationship with Luo Yanran, the two of them would still have treated each other like real sisters.
Cong Rong blushed outright, her steps montarily flustered before she regained her composure, "Nobody’s as self-loving as you, wishing to use all the best adjectives for themselves."
"That’s slander, outright slander. Terms like gentle, pretty, generous, graceful, I’ve never used them on myself," Luo Qianqian pouted, winding her arm through Qin Nuan’s and cooed, "Right? Right?"
Qin Nuan didn’t want to look at her and turned her face away, "Who knows? After all, this is in front of people, who knows if you aren’t facing the mirror behind closed doors saying, ’Mirror, mirror, am I not the most beautiful woman in the world?’"
Luo Qianqian’s face was the picture of speechlessness—what else could you call a frenemy? This was it.
Best Frenemy of the Year award goes to Qin Nuan, honored indeed.
"Yep, that’s ," Luo Qianqian said, too lazy to argue, her eyes scanning the horizon, "Who’s that?"
Upon hearing Luo Qianqian’s words, Qin Nuan looked ahead and then her eyes widened, "Holy crap?"
Because a celebrity had just appeared on campus for filming, most people were on the road talking about it. The presence of such an obvious figure naturally stunned everyone.
In front of the dormitory building appeared a huge bouquet—or more appropriately, a pile—of red roses that one person could not embrace alone. A guy wearing a hat stood in front of the building on the phone, speaking unintelligibly, and finally hung up the phone in frustration. He then yelled up at the dorm building, "Luo Qianqian, you’ve got a delivery!!!"
??? Luo Qianqian was utterly baffled. A delivery??? For her? Don’t tell her it was this countless bunch of flowers.
"What’s going on?" Qin Nuan frowned, Luo Qianqian is so young and already such grand gestures? What was this about?
Before Luo Qianqian could gather her thoughts, she heard a voice from behind, "I guess, now would be the ti to show up and accept it."
Qianqian turned around and saw Xi Ming, with a slight frown on her face. She was about to say sothing when she heard him continue.
"With such a grand gesture, whether you show up or not, you’ll still beco famous because of it, and who knows what he’s up to," Xi Ming said with a smile. "Once you accept it, how you deal with it is up to you, isn’t it?"
Luo Qianqian was stunned for a mont, then thought about it and realized it made sense. She looked at Xi Ming, "Why are you here?"
Xi Ming touched his nose, "I arranged the ti and passes for Yhan Miyuan and the others to co here."
Luo Qianqian’s mouth twitched, so it turned out that the person who had spread the word about Luo Yanran filming here was the very Xi Ming standing before her.
After giving him a deep look and remaining silent, she then turned to Qin Nuan, "What should I do later?"
"Don’t touch the flowers—who knows if they’ve been poisoned," Qin Nuan said without hesitation.
Luo Qianqian nodded, and after exchanging glances with Cong Rong, she sighed and stepped forward, stopping the man who continued to shout at the building, "Stop yelling. Who asked you to deliver this?"
The man looked straight at Luo Qianqian, his face filled with disbelief, "You’re Luo Qianqian???"
The man’s clothes bore the flower shop’s na. Luo Qianqian’s brow furrowed slightly. A person who didn’t recognize her? And from a flower shop?
"I don’t think there’s anyone else with my sa na," Luo Qianqian nodded. "Who sent you?"
The man took out his phone, "Your phone isn’t answering?"
Luo Qianqian was startled and patted her pocket, realizing that her school-use phone was still upstairs, so she nodded, "My phone is in the dormitory."
"What’s your number?" The guy still looked incredulous.
Luo Qianqian reported her number directly, though with a deep look in her eyes, knowing that the people who knew her school phone number did not know her personal number and were aware of her dorm room location were very limited.
Relieved, the guy took out an envelope from his chest, "This and the flowers are for you. The custor said please honor him with your presence for Qixi Festival." As he spoke, his expression was quite strange, looking at Luo Qianqian’s face with a hint of disdain.
After finishing his words, he left. Luo Qianqian took the letter, glanced at the flowers, ignored them, and went upstairs.
Qin Nuan and Cong Rong hurriedly bid farewell to Xi Ming and followed, only to see Luo Qianqian in the dormitory building opening the letter, her expression sowhat stunned.
Qin Nuan hurried over and grabbed Luo Qianqian, but it was already too late. Luo Qianqian had lost consciousness and collapsed into Qin Nuan’s arms, her eyes closing.
Because of the flower delivery guy’s shouting, Zhang Yun and Xiu Ran, who rushed downstairs in a hurry, all looked at Luo Qianqian collapsing with horror on their faces.
"Qianqian!!!" Qin Nuan held Luo Qianqian tightly.
Hearing the shout, Xi Ming didn’t care about the ’no entry for n in the girls’ dormitory’ and rushed to the staircase. Seeing this scene, he was a bit stunned, but the next second, he picked up Luo Qianqian, "I’ll take her to the hospital. Qin Nuan, pack that up. Cong Rong, quickly find soone to block that flower delivery guy."
Anxiously but helplessly, Qin Nuan carefully wrapped the envelope with a tissue and followed Xi Ming’s pace, "Let’s take her to the infirmary first."
Cong Rong didn’t hesitate at all and dashed towards the direction the flower delivery guy had left. Not running far, she saw that Elvis had stopped the flower delivery guy and shouted hastily, "Stop him, Qianqian has fainted!"
Elvis was stunned. Though he wasn’t familiar with Cong Rong, hearing the na Qianqian made him subconsciously grab the flower delivery guy.
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