I Stole the Male Lead's White Moonlight [Transmigration] - Chapter 16

After Zhu Xinya reported to the police, the authorities quickly located Ning Lanlan and Xu Yi, who were waiting at the bus station.

Zhu Xinya didn’t pay attention to the police interrogation process. All she knew was that her umbrella had been recovered, but her coat had been sold.

“How much did they sell it for?” Zhu Xinya asked curiously.

The police officer sighed. “Two hundred and fifty. The money from selling the coat was just enough to buy two bus tickets.”

“That really is quite foolish.”

By the time the matter of Zhu Xinya’s lost property was settled, it was already Thursday afternoon.

Ning Lanlan and Xu Yi were sentenced to one year in prison for illegal possession of another person’s property with a significant amount involved. Their active admission of guilt was taken into consideration.

News of Ning Lanlan and Xu Yi’s trouble spread like wildfire throughout Longcheng University. Everyone secretly speculated about whose belongings they had taken.

That person must have been wealthy and influential; otherwise, the case wouldn’t have been resolved so quickly.

Zhu Xinya continued to be her well-behaved student self, keeping a low profile and staying out of the limelight.

In the afternoon, Lu Mengrou had to return to the Lu family home. Zhu Xinya was so low-key at school that Lu Mengrou was her only close friend. With Lu Mengrou gone, she didn’t even have anyone to have dinner with.

Que Hanfu had gone to a neighboring city to give a lecture and wouldn’t be back until the next morning. Otherwise, Zhu Xinya would have definitely pestered her to have a meal together.

Feeling lonely, she ate a quick, simple dinner in the cafeteria and returned to her dorm.

Lying on her bed, she scrolled through her phone, browsed Weibo for a while, and eventually couldn’t resist opening WeChat.

Zhu Xinya: Sis, I had dinner all by myself today 😢

As Que Hanfu’s “little sister,” Zhu Xinya had already found out every detail of Que Hanfu’s schedule.

The lecture had ended at 5 p.m., and it was now past 6 p.m. Que Hanfu was either having dinner or resting in her hotel room.

There was a fifty-fifty chance she would receive a reply from Que Hanfu.

After waiting for five minutes, Zhu Xinya sighed dejectedly and collapsed onto her bed. To kill time, she started clearing her phone’s storage.

While sorting through audio files, she played each one and suddenly realized she had recorded something incredible!

She had almost forgotten about it! Luckily, she listened to it today!

Zhu Xinya immediately sent the audio file to Que Hanfu.

Zhu Xinya: Sis, remember to listen to this when you’re free.

Then she put down her phone, feeling in high spirits, and went to take a shower.

The double dormitory originally only had a shower, but later, Zhu Yin splurged and installed a bathtub for her daughter. Though the bathtub was a bit small, it was more than enough for the petite Zhu Xinya.

Zhu Xinya enjoyed a relaxing bath, soaking until her bones felt limp and her muscles tingled. After getting out, she dried her hair and, feeling sleepy, pulled the covers over herself and fell asleep.

The sleeping Zhu Xinya didn’t notice the small green light blinking on her phone beside her, someone had sent her a message.

After Que Hanfu finished her lecture, she stayed behind in the auditorium to answer a few students’ questions. By the time the students had completely dispersed, it was already 6 p.m.

Subsequently, the university leadership of Lincheng University invited her to dinner. During the meal, the university president tentatively extended an invitation for her to teach at Lincheng University, offering a very generous package.

“I am indeed very interested in your university’s research projects,” Que Hanfu said.

As soon as she finished speaking, the president’s eyes lit up. “Professor Que, if you come to Lincheng University, you can choose any research project you like. Our research funding is ample and will be fully at your disposal!”

Que Hanfu pondered for a moment. “I’d like to think about it overnight.”

“No problem, Professor Que, take your time to consider it. There’s no rush.”

The projects Que Hanfu was leading at Longcheng University were nearing completion, and most would be finished before the summer break.

China’s top specialized programs were scattered across different universities. If Que Hanfu wanted to engage with the fields she was interested in, she would inevitably have to visit various institutions.

Her contract with Longcheng University was only valid until the end of the summer semester. Initially, Que Hanfu could have directly accepted the invitation from the president of Lincheng University, but she suddenly thought of Zhu Xinya, who was studying at Longcheng University, and hesitated for a moment before saying she needed a night to think it over.

After dinner, Que Hanfu returned to her hotel to rest. It wasn’t until she finished showering and checked her phone that she noticed the message from Zhu Xinya.

[Zhu Xinya: Sister, I had dinner alone today [crying]]

Que Hanfu paused, feeling a pang of discomfort at the thought of Zhu Xinya sitting alone in the bustling cafeteria, surrounded by others laughing and chatting while she ate by herself, looking pitiful.

Such a lovely girl, with such a sweet and melodious way of calling her “sister”, how could she not have a single friend to share a meal with?

Que Hanfu scrolled further and saw an audio file, with Zhu Xinya urging her to “make sure to listen.”

Que Hanfu wondered if it was a recording of Zhu Xinya crying. With her fair fingers, she tapped to play the audio.

[“I’ve thought it over and over, and I still want to ask you again. Please agree to play the role of the Radiant Saintess in ‘Fangting’s Unfulfilled Dream,’ Sister Hanfu, okay?”

“Okay.”]

Que Hanfu: “…”

The first sentence was Zhu Xinya’s question, and the second was her own reply. She could tell the audio wasn’t fabricated, but she had no memory of Zhu Xinya asking her again or her agreeing to it.

Que Hanfu mentally retraced the events of the past few days and quickly realized when she must have missed the question.

It was when she went to support Zhu Xinya, and Wang Tingxiang agreed to check the surveillance footage. Zhu Xinya suddenly said she had something to tell her.

At that moment, she had just felt the softness of Zhu Xinya’s touch against her arm and was distracted by the warmth of Zhu Xinya’s breath near her ear, so she hadn’t heard the question and had simply replied with an “okay.”

No wonder Zhu Xinya had been so delighted and had sweetly said, “Sister Hanfu, you’re so wonderful.”

Que Hanfu pursed her red lips in displeasure. Was Zhu Xinya that eager to help Qi Zhou persuade her to take the role?

And what was the relationship between her and Qi Zhou?

Que Hanfu coldly replied to Zhu Xinya with four words: “I know.”

She exited the WeChat interface, found Qi Zhou’s phone number, and dialed.

The phone rang three times before Qi Zhou answered.

“Hanfu, what brings you to call? Have you agreed to take the role?” Qi Zhou asked excitedly.

Que Hanfu lowered her eyelashes. “Yes, I’ve agreed.”

Qi Zhou laughed. “I didn’t expect Zhu Xinya to actually convince you. You know, she even set a condition for helping me persuade you.”

“What condition?”

Que Hanfu recalled how Qi Zhou had mistakenly thought Zhu Xinya was his obsessive fan. Perhaps Zhu Xinya really was Qi Zhou’s fan, which would explain why she was so invested in her idol’s affairs.

And her subsequent attempts to get close to Que Hanfu might also have been for Qi Zhou’s sake.

Que Hanfu’s expression turned as cold as frost.

On the other end of the line, Qi Zhou’s voice remained cheerful. “She asked me for a minor role, she wants to act in the drama too.”

A cold glint flashed in Que Hanfu’s eyes. So, it really was all about getting closer to Qi Zhou.

“You’d never guess it, but all the roles she wanted were ones with scenes opposite you. And she even claimed to be my fan clearly, she’s your fan! Going to such lengths just to get close to you.” The more Qi Zhou spoke, the more unsettled he felt, his tone tinged with sourness.

Que Hanfu, however, was taken aback. The icy snow in her heart melted away, replaced by a sudden surge of sweetness. “So, it was for me after all.”

“Definitely!” Qi Zhou affirmed.

“I understand.” With that, Que Hanfu ended the call, her fingers lightly brushing over her phone.

A faint, almost imperceptible smile graced her usually frosty expression.

Before going to bed, Que Hanfu sent Zhu Xinya a WeChat message.

Que Hanfu: Good night, may you have sweet dreams.

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