Em...

Hearing Su Yuyao say this, Lin Yu let out a sigh of relief.

Good.

For now, it seemed like she just had a bit of a crush on him. That was easy to handle—he just needed to tell her he already had a girlfriend.

She wouldn’t be able to cause any trouble!

"Of course," he said.

"My girlfriend has to be happy."

"I treat her so well now, checking in on her every day!"

Su Yuyao blinked in surprise, but soon, a genuine smile bloomed across her delicate, pure face as she asked excitedly:

"You and Qing Mo got together?"

???

"What Qing Mo?"

Lin Yu frowned in confusion.

"That beautiful older sister you rescued in the middle of that snowstorm!"

"I totally shipped you two back then."

"Stuck in a blizzard, life and death on the line, yet you never abandoned each other—standing together through hardship."

"That’s something you rarely even see in movies!"

Su Yuyao sounded like a fangirl gushing over her favorite ship, her bright, lively eyes practically sparkling as she talked about him and Qing Mo.

But soon, her sharp eyes caught the shift in Lin Yu’s expression, and she tilted her head in confusion.

"Huh?"

"It’s not Qing Mo?"

"But she liked you so much..."

"Why didn’t you end up together?"

Lin Yu’s expression visibly darkened, but Su Yuyao kept guessing.

"Was it that girl you saved from the fire?"

"Did she pledge herself to you?"

Lin Yu immediately shot her a glare, as if she’d touched on something forbidden.

"It’s not her either!"

"Stop guessing!"

"You wouldn’t know her anyway!"

"Oh."

Su Yuyao deflated, shrinking back with a dejected little sound.

Seeing her reaction, Lin Yu relaxed.

His guess had been right.

Before that incident, Su Yuyao’s feelings for him hadn’t spiraled into something uncontrollable.

Otherwise, why would she be so indifferent—even happy—about him having a girlfriend?

Maybe in her mind...

he was just some gangster idol straight out of a movie?

The thought made Lin Yu exhale in relief, his whole body loosening up.

"Alright, that’s it. Go do your own thing."

He stood up, tossed out the words, and walked away without looking back.

Lin Yu’s retreating figure hurriedly disappeared from Su Yuyao’s glistening eyes. Only then did her straight posture slump, exhaustion and melancholy seeping into her gaze.

Letting out a long sigh, she flopped onto the dining table, staring at the empty seat across from her with a pang of loneliness.

Lin Yu is so popular...

Hmm...

Well, it makes sense. Gangster bosses in movies and dramas always have a harem of beauties around them, right?

The thought sent a thrill through her.

If she stayed by his side, would she get to experience those dangerous, exciting moments too?

Would he protect her the way he did for that girl and that beautiful older sister?

Ugh—

Just imagining it made her heart race!

But after the fantasy faded, all that remained was emptiness. She glanced at the doorway where Lin Yu had long vanished and sighed softly, murmuring to herself:

"I wish Lin Yu could be my boyfriend..."

"..."

"...Too bad he already has a girlfriend."

Su Yuyao pouted unhappily, but soon, a new thought seemed to strike her.

Someone like Lin Yu probably wouldn’t settle for just one girlfriend, right?

She tapped her chin, eyes gleaming with mischief.

What gangster boss in movies doesn’t have a few confidantes?

Besides!

Just looking at Lin Yu’s face—he didn’t seem like the type to be loyal to just one!

Maybe when she grew up, he’d even invite her to join their big, happy family!

The idea sent a deep blush spreading across her cheeks, staining her neck and ears a delicate pink.

When that time came...

Should she say yes?

Or just... not refuse?

...

At 8 PM, three of the four residents of Dorm 603 had already arrived, their luggage unpacked and beds neatly made.

It wasn’t until then that the final roommate pushed open the door, fashionably late.

All three pairs of eyes in the room snapped toward the entrance. The guy at the desk playing games and the one squatting by the window organizing his suitcase quickly went back to their business.

Only the chubby-cheeked guy still lying on his bed kept staring at the blond newcomer.

As if in disbelief, the slightly plump guy grabbed his phone, fingers swiping rapidly across the screen. A few seconds later, he seemed to find what he was looking for.

He glanced up at the new arrival, then back at his phone, then up again—his face twisting in shock.

"Holy shit!"

"You’re that Roaring Bro, aren’t you?"

The nickname nearly made Lin Yu trip over his own feet.

Roaring Bro?

What kind of ancient meme was that?

Hearing the title, the other two whipped their heads back around, gaping at Lin Yu like they’d just recognized a celebrity. After a moment of scrutiny, they chimed in:

"No way!"

"It is him!"

"Damn, it’s really him!"

Faced with the awkward spectacle of being treated like a zoo exhibit, Lin Yu remained unbothered.

He reached into his jacket pocket, pulled something out, and flicked it at each of them in turn, punctuating every toss with a cold:

"Shut it."

"Shut it."

"Shut it."

The stocky guy on the bed nearly teared up when he saw the near-hundred-dollar pack of premium cigarettes now resting on his sheets. A heartfelt cry burst from his lips:

"Daddy!"

The gamer at the desk was equally impressed, grinning as he echoed:

"Daddy’s generous!"

The suitcase guy seemed a bit shy and didn’t join in on the "daddy" chorus, but the smile on his face made it clear he was more than happy with the bribe.

After introductions, Lin Yu learned their names.

The sturdy, dark-skinned guy who’d been lounging on the bed was Lv Pengju.

The lanky gamer was Yu Feibai—nicknamed "Wave."

And the bespectacled suitcase guy was Wu Zhen, who seemed reserved but gave off major closet-pervert vibes.

A few expensive cigarette packs and some free meals later, Lin Yu and his roommates were practically family.

The only problem? Those three idiots kept forgetting their place, occasionally spouting some disrespectful nonsense...