After a Drunken Night, I Got My Happy Ending with My Tsundere Childhood Friend - Chapter 5

“Of course, I have to build a good relationship with your roommates.”

Time passed by in a blink; the military training concluded, and Kong Ning gradually became lazy. Being in the spotlight was truly boring. Perhaps Le Xiu’s words had come true—Kong Ning’s long-standing “eighth-grade syndrome” had finally been cured a month after she started college and distanced herself from Wei Mu.

One day at noon, Kong Ning walked with heavy, sluggish steps toward the Guitar Club to attend a department activity. In her opinion, the various meetings within the club shouldn’t exist at all; they were nothing but a hassle. She couldn’t help but feel lucky that she had only managed to join one club. Unlike Le Xiu and Yu Lingbo, who had been invited to watch the club recruitment fair on one of the nights during military training and, fueled by enthusiasm, signed up for three or four clubs, their current state was pitiful. Those two were like spinning tops, having to attend meetings or be on duty during every free moment. At the most absurd times, only Kong Ning and Shen Nanxi were in the dormitory at noon; worse yet, they wouldn’t appear in the dorm at nine in the evening, let alone on weekends—they were simply impossible to find.

Shen Nanxi, like Kong Ning, was a “lucky one” who had only joined the Readers’ Association. As Kong Ning walked to the lake in front of the library, she glanced over and saw Shen Nanxi sitting on a bench, writing something in a notebook. Kong Ning tiptoed closer, then, when she was just a step away, she bent over and placed her hands on the other girl’s shoulders, shouting, “Little Shen!!!”

This was a catchphrase Kong Ning had caught from Le Xiu. She had grown accustomed to Le Xiu calling her “Little Kong,” and now she loved adding the “little” prefix when addressing people—such as Little Le, Little Yu, and Little Shen.

Shen Nanxi remained sitting upright. “What’s wrong?”

“Wait, why have you been speaking with a Northeast accent lately?”

“Hmm… perhaps because I’ve been reading others say it too much,” Shen Nanxi replied after some contemplation. She really didn’t want to admit that she had learned it from people in a group chat. Since starting college, Shen Nanxi had always wanted to find something to kill time. Coincidentally, she had been the head of the editing department for the Psychology Club in high school, and through a stroke of luck, she joined a certain website to write novels. Recently, she had met some friends in an author group from all over the country.

These friends could be described as “bold,” specifically “bold in color” (lascivious). Those “obscene lyrics and erotic songs” and “yellow trash” (naughty content) had given her quite a shock. Through their conversations, she had been somewhat “infected” and became more extroverted. Consequently, everyone in the dorm discovered that their “quiet beauty” seemed to be trending toward becoming a comedian.

“Child, you’ve really learned well,” Kong Ning remarked. Anyone who had met Shen Nanxi loved that literary vibe about her, but Kong Ning was happy to see a lively roommate. She couldn’t stand the “gloomy and damp” style. Happiness should be contagious; it would be so lonely to be quiet and alone all the time.

It was just that the speed of this improvement was a bit too fast. Shen Nanxi put down her notebook, patted Kong Ning’s hand away, and rested her own hand on Kong Ning’s shoulder. “Little Kong, you’ve also been doing well lately.”

“Go for it, Kong Ning!!!” Shen Nanxi hinted that Kong Ning had been behaving much better lately, but she used a “peace sign” gesture to convey encouragement, which made Kong Ning feel it was overly jarring.

Who are you? A ghost that has possessed Shen Nanxi?

“I saw that their memes were like this, isn’t it similar?” Shen Nanxi pushed up her glasses, frowning as she asked. It seemed she would need to enrich her emotional expressions in the future.

“No, no, it’s very similar!” Kong Ning hurriedly cut off Shen Nanxi’s words. She really didn’t want her to keep “improving.”

“Little Shen, is the Readers’ Association very tiring?” Kong Ning changed the subject, thinking of her own pitiful situation. She shouldn’t have joined any club in the first place; otherwise, she could be sleeping comfortably in the dorm during her lunch break right now.

“It’s okay, not tiring,” Shen Nanxi replied.

“Huh?” Kong Ning asked, feeling unhappy.

“We just read books, do duty shifts, share insights, or go on field trips and team-building,” Shen Nanxi said, slightly lifting her head as she reminisced.

“Isn’t doing duty shifts tiring!” Kong Ning exclaimed. “Being trapped in one place for several hours without being able to move—isn’t that tiring!!!” Kong Ning felt it was simply a waste of time.

“It’s alright. It’s inside the library, so I can read and study while I’m at it.”

“I see.” Kong Ning thought about it carefully. Indeed, she had been slack lately. Look at Little Shen; she chose the Readers’ Association the moment she entered the school gates—it was clearly a great place for studying. It seemed that in the upcoming “GPA battle,” Little Shen would be a formidable opponent.

“Then remember to call me when you go to the library to study in the future,” Kong Ning instructed.

“Okay,” Shen Nanxi agreed. There were plenty of seats in the library, of course, there would be enough room for Kong Ning.

“Ah, right, I forgot to ask—what were you sitting there doing?” Kong Ning finally remembered what she had intended to ask first.

“Contemplating life,” Shen Nanxi replied. She didn’t want to say yet that she was brainstorming characters for her novel. Recently, Shen Nanxi had been observing everyone and taking notes.

“I see.”

“How about you?”

“Oh, snap! I’m going to be late!” Kong Ning checked the time and found that only a few minutes remained. It was a long way to run to the Entrepreneurship Activity Center building.

“Run for it, professional foodie,” Shen Nanxi said with a smile, watching Kong Ning’s frantic pace.

There were also people at Jing University who loved visiting the library.

“Comrade Jiang Youyang, you’re going to the library again? In this hot weather?” Ning Qing sighed as she watched her roommate, Jiang Youyang, carrying her laptop bag. Her roommate was good at everything, except for being too fond of studying; she was nowhere to be seen every three days.

“Time is life, life is money. Comrade Ning Qing, no matter how bitter or tired, keep climbing toward the peak!” Jiang Youyang stood at the door, ready to step out.

“Climbing what? Don’t tell me you’re going to trade stocks and secretly make a fortune?” They were management students, and seeing her hold her laptop all day, it was hard not to draw that conclusion.

“That’s right. When I become a rich woman in the future, remember to come and hug my thigh.” Jiang Youyang curled her lips and snapped her fingers.

“No thanks, I’ve chosen to hug the thigh of Miss Wei nearby.”

“Add me to that,” Guo Tong said, looking up from her show. “I say, Comrade Youyang, even if you don’t wear sunscreen when you go out, at least take an umbrella.”

“Why?” Jiang Youyang stopped in her tracks.

“You’ve turned dark—like, seriously dark,” Guo Tong replied sincerely.

“Dark?” Jiang Youyang couldn’t believe it.

“Yes, Jiang ‘The Charcoal’ Youyang,” Ning Qing added another blow.

“Damnable truth! Ahhhhh, I hate you all!” Jiang Youyang interrupted them and closed the door with a stylish bang as she left.

“Good noon.” She bumped into Wei Mu just as she opened the door.

“Big Miss, you’re finally back.” Ning Qing wanted to hug Wei Mu excitedly. Wei Mu had seemed very busy lately, saying she was preparing for a new company. The others didn’t have any doubts about this; they assumed the Big Miss was just preparing to take over her family’s business by practicing with a small one. As for Ning Qing, a fan of beauty, she hadn’t seen their great beauty Wei in a long time and had missed her. Whenever she was in a bad mood, just looking at Wei Mu would instantly make her feel better.

“Mu Mu, the Mid-Autumn Festival is in a few days. Are you going home?” Ning Qing asked.

“No,” Wei Mu replied, putting down her bag and sitting at her desk.

“Awesome! Jiang Youyang, don’t leave! Since everyone is here, let’s discuss going out to play during the Mid-Autumn Festival!”

“Sure,” Jiang Youyang replied. “I’m leaving first; I’ll send the details to the group.” She took a large stride, closed the door, and disappeared.

“No problem,” Guo Tong made an ‘OK’ sign.

“Mm,” Wei Mu replied hesitantly.

“Wow, that’s great! I’m going to make the itinerary!!!” Ning Qing cheered with both hands raised high.

On her side, Wei Mu looked at her phone screen, lost in thought.

That day, when Jiang Youyang returned to the dorm and learned that Wei Mu was unhappy, she asked if there was anything she could help her with, but Wei Mu didn’t say anything.

Wei Mu had been looking at the confession wall and forums of Hua University, and the discussions about people confessing to Kong Ning felt increasingly piercing, yet there was nothing she could do about it. She was just thinking about finding someone to hack the website, and as she walked to a secluded spot in the dormitory building to make a call, she heard Jiang Youyang talking to a client.

It turns out Jiang Youyang is a hacker. Then, why not let my roommate earn the money?

When Wei Mu saw Jiang Youyang notice her and look startled, she went straight to her. “You can definitely help me now, Jiang Youyang. I’ll pay, you take the order.” Wei Mu’s tone was full of the heroic spirit of a powerful alliance.

“Bu-but, my unit price is a bit expensive,” Jiang Youyang said hesitantly. Jiang Youyang, a genius internet girl and the hacker known as ‘A,’ came from a wealthy family, but she had one hobby: making money. She liked taking on “black market” jobs—nothing illegal, but because her price was so high, not many people sought her out. The moments when she saw the balance in her bank account growing were her happiest. Although she could help her roommate for free, she couldn’t resist because the other party was the super-rich Big Miss Wei, and she had offered to pay herself—how could she refuse?

“How much money?”

“One million. A ‘roommate discount’ price of five hundred thousand.” Jiang Youyang felt a little guilty. In the past, she had always communicated via the internet or phone and was never nervous about stating her price.

“No problem,” Wei Mu felt it was still within her acceptable range.

“So, what do you want me to do? I don’t do anything illegal, you know,” Jiang Youyang emphasized. She was already prepared to accept a high-difficulty task. She didn’t do this just for the money; from the beginning, she loved the stimulation of the work.

“Help me hack the Hua University confession wall and forum.” Wei Mu’s tone was a bit eerie, especially since it was dark, which made it feel a bit terrifying. This made Jiang Youyang feel that the content of the request was extremely mismatched.

Hack the confession wall and forum? This was far too simple technically. “Why?” Jiang Youyang asked.

“Customer privacy.”

Jiang Youyang was speechless. Dear roommate, you’re acting like a ‘customer’ now?

“Then what should I do after hacking it? Destroy the accounts?”

“Help me delete all the posts and content from this semester.”

“Just this! Just this!” Jiang Youyang exclaimed again. “Why on earth, Big Miss?”

“It’s an eyesore.”

“Send me your bank account number.” Wei Mu turned and left.

“Alrighty.” Hearing that she was getting paid, Jiang Youyang beamed with joy. Earning money on her own was nothing to be ashamed of; she hardly got any business in a year. “But Big Miss, let me tell you, this matter wouldn’t cost this much with an ordinary hacker. They aren’t worth it…” Jiang Youyang followed her, explaining the current market prices for fear that Wei Mu would be ripped off in the future. Only she, the hacker ‘A,’ could demand this price. Still worried, she went on to explain her insights on making money, saving tips, and the philosophy of “increasing revenue and reducing expenditure.”

Although Wei Mu wasn’t short on money and had been chosen as the successor, she didn’t want to accept the family business. She hated that home. She had originally planned to start preparing for her own company during her junior or senior year. After this incident, Wei Mu felt that starting now was better. For Kong Ning to notice her, there would be many places that required money in the future.

After realizing the importance of money, she had been busy with the company’s founding during this period and couldn’t find time to see Kong Ning again. She had intended to naturally invite Kong Ning out for a meal during the Mid-Autumn Festival, but now, lacking time, how should she ask her out?

After pondering for a moment, Wei Mu decided to exercise her managerial authority. She opened the chat interface with Kong Ning.

Wei Mu: Come out for dinner tomorrow night at the XX restaurant at the back gate.

The back gates of Hua University and Jing University were in the same area, so it was convenient to meet there.

Kong Ning: Why?

Kong Ning, who was slacking off during a meeting, replied. She initially wanted to retort, but then felt it was unnecessary. As for the state of mind that led to this, she couldn’t quite say.

Wei Mu: Aunt Qi asked me to watch over you. Naturally, I have to understand what you’ve been doing lately and see if you’ve been causing any trouble.

Kong Ning: How could I cause trouble? Stop joking; I’m very popular.

Wei Mu frowned at the screen, her grip on her phone tightening. Hmph, popular—that’s certainly true.

Wei Mu: Forget it if you’re not coming.

Kong Ning: Wait, I’ll come, I’ll come! I must tell you about my glorious history over these past few days; it’s definitely more impressive than yours. However, I’ve already made plans to eat with my roommates tomorrow. Can we meet in a few days during the Mid-Autumn Festival instead?

Wei Mu: Bring them along.

Kong Ning’s roommates—she very much wanted to meet them as well.

Kong Ning: That doesn’t seem right; you don’t even know them.

Wei Mu: Since I promised Aunt Qi I would look after you, of course, I have to build a good relationship with your roommates.

Kong Ning: Fine then, but let me warn you beforehand: they can really eat, so you’re bound to lose a fortune. Hahahahahaha!

Kong Ning felt she had won a great battle.

Wei Mu: I have money.

What is that? Why is she being so stuck-up? Kong Ning looked at Wei Mu’s reply, feeling somewhat irritated.