Luo Ziling was immediately surrounded by the other guys as soon as he returned to the dormitory.

"Boss, spill the beans, what were you doing with Ouyang Huihui today?" Cao Jianhui grabbed Luo Ziling's arm and aggressively demanded, "Do you know that Ouyang Huihui is unanimously recognized as the prettiest and best-shaped among this year's new students? She came to you on her own initiative. Did you two already hook up? Confess now, or else you're expelled from our dormitory club."

"That's right, confess and you'll be treated leniently, resist and you'll be dealt with sternly," Li Fuming put one foot on a stool, looking domineering as he interrogated Luo Ziling. "You've gone too far, it's only been a few days since you arrived, and we haven't even set our sights on a target, but you've already snagged such a beautiful girl. You're way out of line. Spill the details now."

"We were all involved in the day you met Ouyang Huihui, so if you don't spill it, we'll cut ties with you," Wu Longjiang held a small knife in his hand, gesturing below Luo Ziling a few times, then smirked lewdly, "Or we can just snip your little JJ off and make it into a burger."

"Aren't you disgusting? How can you have such a heavy taste?" Cao Jianhui slapped Wu Longjiang's head, "Can you be serious for a moment?"

"I am speaking very seriously to the boss!" Wu Longjiang said, nursing his head feeling wronged.

Taking advantage of the "internal dispute" between Cao Jianhui and Wu Longjiang, Luo Ziling managed to escape their encirclement and collapsed onto his own bed, speaking irritably, "Nothing's going on. She wanted to talk to me about something, and I also wanted to find out a few things from her."

"You must be kidding a three-year-old!" Cao Jianhui sat down beside Luo Ziling dissatisfied, "We were hoping you could score with Beauty Ouyang. Do you know that even though she's just a freshman who just arrived, her charm is close to that of the top-ranking beauties on campus. Many people think she's only slightly less beautiful than Yang Qingyin, way better looking than the other campus beauties, not to mention her family background. A rich and beautiful girl who drives a luxury sports car took the initiative to flirt with you, and if you don't seize the opportunity, we're ashamed to stand by your side."

"Boss, you have to try harder, you must take Ouyang Huihui down, for the honor of our dorm and our class," Li Fuming also sat beside Luo Ziling and waved his fist for emphasis, "It's also for your own happiness. With a girl as outstanding as her, how can you let her slip away? Don't worry, we'll help you as much as we can. When you need us to be extras, just say the word. Whether it's a honey trap or acting pitiful, we won't hesitate to play our part. If we so much as frown, we're no longer the socialist good youths."

"You're overthinking it," Luo Ziling stood up, breaking free from his roommates' clutches, and spoke again, without good spirits, "Go wash up and sleep, we still have military training tomorrow. When you're being scolded and wailing in punishment, you'll be complaining again."

As soon as Luo Ziling brought up military training, the three guys immediately lost their energy.

But Cao Jianhui still asked unwillingly, "Is there really nothing between you and Ouyang Huihui?"

"I don't like that kind of woman," Luo Ziling said, thinking of Yang Qingyin.

He really wanted to add that he liked gentle and graceful women like Yang Qingyin, not the spoiled and willful young ladies like Ouyang Huihui.

Seeing that Luo Ziling wasn't in a very high spirits, the other three guys stopped pestering him after a while and went about their own business.

Seeing that his roommates had stopped bothering him, Luo Ziling was glad to have some peace.

He picked up some clean clothes, took a shower, and lay down on the bed. But he felt a bit restless again, so he left the dormitory and wandered around outside.

Ouyang Huihui's words today had greatly disturbed him, throwing him into a bit of turmoil.

Of course, it was the woman Ouyang Huihui had mentioned, his mother Ling Ruonan, who had stirred his emotions.

After thinking for a while, he took out the photograph he had treasured for many years and looked at it intently.

Ling Ruonan in the photo was indeed very beautiful, and her gaze was fixed on him. However, she was in her forties now and he was twenty years old. Would she still be as beautiful as before?

The more he thought about it, the more his heart ached. Why was he different from the children of ordinary families?

What made Ling Ruonan abandon him when he was only three months old? And what were the reasons that prevented her from coming to see him for the past twenty years? Was it unwillingness, inability, or fear?

Now, he had arrived in Yanjing, right by her side, so why wasn't she coming to see him?

Was it unwillingness, impossibility, or fear?

The myriad of questions deeply troubled Luo Ziling, and no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't come up with an answer, leaving him feeling very downcast.

As he wandered aimlessly with a crestfallen look, his phone rang—it was a call from Ouyang Feifei.

Feeling annoyed, he glanced at the screen and then put the phone back in his pocket, refusing to answer.

The phone stubbornly rang for a while before finally falling silent.

Luo Ziling thought to himself that if Ouyang Feifei called again, he would answer.

However, to his surprise, the phone did not ring again.

After a short while, Ouyang Feifei sent him a message.

"I was in a meeting just now. If you're free, give me a call back."

Luo Ziling didn't call back, just held the phone and stared at it blankly.

After spacing out for a while, he stuffed his phone into his pocket, ignoring everything, and began to wander slowly around the campus, heading specially for the less crowded areas. He didn't want to see anyone; he just wanted to be alone and quiet for a bit.

About half an hour later, the phone rang again—it was still Ouyang Feifei.

After hesitating, he finally picked up.

"If you're free, let's have a coffee," as soon as the call connected and after a perfunctory "hello," Ouyang Feifei's eternally unflappable voice came through, "I just happen to be passing by your school's entrance."

"Alright," Luo Ziling eventually didn't refuse.

Fifteen minutes later, Luo Ziling walked out of the east gate of the school.

Before he reached the school entrance, he saw a line of luxury cars parked at the gate, the central one being the same one he had seen before, marked with an "R" on its hood, but Luo Ziling didn't know the brand of the car. Ouyang Feifei's vehicle and the entourage of two Mercedes Benz 600 sedans in front and behind made such a grand scene that in just a short time, it attracted the attention of many students and passersby. Many were pointing and chatting, and some even took out their phones to take photos of the luxury cars.

As he approached, Luo Ziling saw Ouyang Feifei's cold-faced beautiful assistant whom he had met before, standing near the convoy, seemingly waiting for something. As he entered her field of vision, the woman named Wang Qing promptly came over to greet him.

"President Ouyang is waiting for you in the car," Wang Qing approached Luo Ziling, gave a slight bow, and then opened the back door of the car.

Thus, Luo Ziling saw Ouyang Feifei sitting there calmly in the car, dressed in a stand-collar white shirt, her hair elegantly coiled high atop her head, revealing a swan-like long and fair neck, looking so stunningly beautiful it was almost unreasonable.

In the instant their gazes met, Luo Ziling felt his heartbeat quicken uncontrollably.

This woman had given him a feeling of amazement yet again today.

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