Back in the dorm, Lin Yu sat on his chair, holding his phone as he searched for some must-visit spots in S City.
The day after tomorrow would be the original host's birthday.
Coincidentally, it was also his own birthday.
Xia Muzhu had said she was coming to S City to celebrate his birthday and do some sightseeing.
When the time came, he’d have to take on the role of a guide and show her around properly...
...
Tsk tsk.
You wouldn’t believe it.
No, really—you wouldn’t!
It really was quite a coincidence.
Lin Yu put down his phone, leaned back in his chair, and started counting the similarities between himself and the original host.
Same name—Lin Yu.
Same age.
Even the same birthday.
Could that be part of the reason he’d transmigrated into this guy’s body?
Lin Yu scratched his head.
The day he’d transmigrated had also been the day before his birthday...
Wait, no!
It was actually on his birthday...
...
Thinking about it now, Lin Yu was a little confused.
The night before his birthday, he’d gone through his usual routine—washed up, went to bed—only to wake up in this world the next day...
So that would count as...
...
Whatever!
Lin Yu rolled his eyes, too lazy to overcomplicate things.
What’s done is done.
No point dwelling on it.
It wasn’t like he could go back anyway.
After checking the time and scrolling through reviews of various tourist spots and specialty restaurants, Lin Yu carefully planned out an itinerary, determined to give Xia Muzhu an unforgettable trip.
Oh, right!
Xia Muzhu would definitely be staying at a hotel when she came.
She was timid. (Well-trained.)
He should go keep her company.
Lin Yu rubbed his chin between his thumb and forefinger for a moment before slapping his thigh and picking up his phone again.
Time to find a hotel!
...
One with its own equipment!
...
As Lin Yu had expected, it didn’t take long after he returned to the dorm before Lang Hua and the other two came back together.
If Lin Yu had gone to class after parting ways with Tao Yaoyao, he might’ve even run into them on the way!
“What did the security department want with you?” Lang Hua tossed his bag onto the desk, pulled out a chair, and sat down, asking with concern.
“Nothing much,” Lin Yu replied casually.
Lang Hua nodded, then grabbed the half-empty bottle of soda on the desk, unscrewed the cap, and took a big gulp.
“Just beat up some idiot named Zeng Qiang.”
“Pfft—!”
The sugary drink Lang Hua hadn’t yet swallowed sprayed out of his mouth, and Lv Pengju, standing directly in front of him, bore the brunt of it.
“Damn it!”
“What the hell, man?!”
Lv Pengju looked down at his clothes, now soaked in spit-laced liquid, his already dark face turning even darker.
But Lang Hua couldn’t care less. Staring at Lin Yu in shock, he asked,
“Who did you say?”
“Zeng Qiang?”
“You beat up Zeng Qiang?”
“Yeah.”
“What about it?”
Lin Yu’s expression was indifferent, as if the guy meant nothing to him.
While Lin Yu remained unfazed, Lang Hua couldn’t stay seated. He stood up, his face serious as he asked,
“What do you mean, ‘what about it’?”
“Do you even know who he is?”
“Who is he?”
Lin Yu picked his nose with a finger, completely unbothered by Lang Hua’s exaggerated reaction.
Seeing how little Lin Yu cared, Lang Hua sighed, his face full of exasperation at his ignorance.
“Lin Yu.”
“Let me tell you.”
“He’s a local.”
Lang Hua spoke gravely:
“And his family has serious influence in S City. You get what I’m saying?”
Lin Yu pulled out a tissue, wiped his fingers, and asked nonchalantly,
“Influence?”
“How much influence does his family have?”
Lang Hua’s expression turned dead serious.
“His dad owns multiple companies in S City, covering all kinds of industries.”
“And it’s not just about money!”
“Rumor has it his family has connections with the underground bosses in S City.”
“You tell me—does that count as influence?”
Lin Yu frowned slightly, recalling Zeng Qiang’s furious expression earlier. He knew the guy wouldn’t let this slide.
Add to that his family’s background—yeah, maybe he should be a little more cautious.
After giving the matter some thought, Lin Yu suddenly felt something strange as he looked at Lang Hua.
Why did it feel like he was some kind of all-knowing NPC in a game? The moment the protagonist ran into trouble, he’d pop out of nowhere and dump a bunch of exposition.
Unable to hold back his curiosity, Lin Yu asked,
“Where do you even get all this info from?”
Lang Hua looked even more surprised than Lin Yu, countering,
“Do you not browse the campus forums or forums at all?”
Lin Yu shook his head blankly.
Campus forums?
S University had those?
Seeing Lin Yu’s clueless expression, Lang Hua realized he’d never checked them out. So he began recounting everything he knew.
“Zeng Qiang is pretty infamous on the campus forums.”
“When he was a freshman, he hooked up with a junior girl.”
“That girl had a boyfriend—same school, same department, same year.”
“Both were juniors.”
“Rumor has it they’d been dating since high school, though who knows if that’s true.”
“Anyway, they’d been together since freshman year up until junior year.”
“The messed-up part? Zeng Qiang and that girl’s boyfriend were friends.”
“Supposedly really close, too.”
“Later, Zeng Qiang and the girl started fooling around right under the guy’s nose.”
“Cucked him so hard.”
“Tsk tsk.”
Lang Hua shook his head as he spoke.
“What happened next?”
Wu Zhen, who’d been scrolling on his phone, got interested and put it down to ask.
“Well, eventually they got caught.”
Lang Hua spread his hands.
“Almost red-handed.”
“The guy was so furious he tried to fight Zeng Qiang, but ended up getting beaten up by Zeng Qiang and his lackeys instead. Dropped out afterward.”
“But you know the craziest part?”
Lang Hua paused for dramatic effect, making the other three in the dorm lean in.
“What?”
Wu Zhen’s eyes sparkled with anticipation, and Lang Hua, satisfied, lowered his voice and said slowly,
“Apparently, Zeng Qiang deliberately befriended that guy.”
“Just to get the thrill of cuckolding someone.”
“After the guy dropped out, he dumped the junior girl too.”
After Lang Hua finished, Wu Zhen and Sun Pengju’s expressions were indescribably complicated.
Sun Pengju stayed silent for a long moment before sighing,
“Rich people really know how to have fun.”
Wu Zhen nodded in agreement.
“Yeah.”
“Weird taste.”
“Can’t relate.”
After their brief remarks, the two went back to their own business.
Wu Zhen picked up his phone and resumed scrolling through brainless short videos, while Sun Pengju stripped off his clothes, planning to change into a fresh set—this one needed washing anyway.
Out of the four in the dorm, only Lin Yu remained frowning, still stuck on the story.
What the hell...
No wonder I couldn't stand him back then!
So this was the problem all along?
That damn bastard!
I really went too easy on him!
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