Wang Lina is from Shanghai, and her aunt lives in Jiangcheng, so she applied to Jiangcheng University.

Ye Linchen's bunkmate was named Li Hongying. She was from Shaanxi, had two long braids, looked quiet and gentle, and was quite pretty.

Her face flushed slightly as soon as she spoke.

Lin Xuemei's upper bunkmate was named Zhou Xiaoyan, a local from Jiangcheng City. She wore black-rimmed glasses and was not very tall.

I have to adjust the brace on my nose every now and then.

Both of them are from the finance department, the same major as Ye Linchen and Lin Xuemei.

Ye Linchen gave a brief self-introduction and then returned to his bedside to busy himself with installing the curtains he had just bought.

Lin Xuemei stood by Wang Lina's bed, helping her pack her things while introducing the school to everyone.

He spoke fluently and knowledgeably about everything from the food in the cafeteria to how to get a hot water card.

Everyone listened attentively, nodding occasionally.

"Lin Xuemei, you're such a know-it-all! I'll come to you if I ever need anything," Wang Lina praised her.

"No problem, I will definitely answer all your questions to the best of my ability."

Lin Xuemei happily agreed.

Ye Linchen breathed a sigh of relief as he watched everyone chatting and laughing.

It seems that everyone in this dormitory, except for Zhang Tingting, is easy to get along with.

Ye Linchen's dormitory was bustling and harmonious, while Meng Zihan's dormitory was in complete chaos.

The cause of the matter is very simple.

A girl named He Chunhua in the dormitory discovered that she had lost fifty yuan.

These days, fifty yuan is no small amount; it's half a month's wages for these female textile factory workers!

He Chunhua immediately panicked and cried out that she wanted to catch the thief.

There are four people in the dormitory. Apart from Meng Zihan, they are all from the same workshop and their relationship is usually okay.

Everyone started analyzing the situation, and after much investigation, the blame eventually fell on Meng Zihan.

"You were the only one in the dormitory yesterday; we were all working in the workshop! If it wasn't you, then who was it?"

He Chunhua stared intently at Meng Zihan, her eyes red.

The other two girls chimed in, "That's right, you're always so precious, using only the best stuff. Who knows if you're dishonest and stole it!"

Meng Zihan was so angry that her face turned white.

Although she looked down on these rustic textile workers, she would never stoop to stealing!

Besides, even if she weren't living at the Ye family's house now, she wouldn't be short of fifty yuan.

"Don't make false accusations! It's just a little money, who cares about it!"

Having been at the cotton mill for so many days, Meng Zihan's voice had become quite loud in the workshop, and she had also learned a lot of swear words from those vulgar female textile workers.

She refused to play the victim in front of these country bumpkins and retorted with a sharp retort.

"I'm exhausted every day, I just go to sleep when I get home, I don't have time to steal your stinking money! You treat fifty dollars like a treasure, you country bumpkin who's never seen the world!"

He Chunhua was already upset about losing money, and when she heard what she said, she immediately yelled at her.

"What right do you have to swear at me! Who do you think you are? You're just a temporary worker in the spinning mill, aren't you? You really think you're some kind of princess?"

Meng Zihan also lost her temper and retorted defiantly.

“I’m more precious than you! My uncle is the workshop foreman at the steel mill; he wouldn’t care about this little bit of money. Only you treat it like a treasure.”

"Pah! The steel mill workshop foreman's niece is working at a textile factory? Do you think we're fools?!"

"I'm happy to do it, what's it to you! A bunch of ignorant country bumpkins, they haven't even washed the mud off their feet before running wild in the city. They should at least look in the mirror and see if they're even worthy of it!"

He Chunhua has a fiery temper. Hearing her say that, she couldn't stand it anymore and raised her hand to slap Meng Zihan.

Meng Zihan was so badly beaten that she saw stars, and tears welled up in her eyes.

She'd never been hit like that in all her years of life!

"You dare hit me!"

Meng Zihan screamed.

She had suffered countless humiliations and was kicked out of the Ye family, and her resentment was about to explode.

He Chunhua's slap was like lighting a powder keg, completely igniting her.

Like a crazed little wild animal, she lunged at He Chunhua, baring her teeth and claws, and started hitting her face without restraint, all the while screaming incessantly.

"I'll kill you! I'll kill you!"

He Chunhua was much taller and stronger than Meng Zihan, and originally didn't take her seriously.

But Meng Zihan was fighting recklessly, aiming every move at her eyes without any mercy.

He Chunhua was startled and quickly dodged. But the dormitory was so small that she couldn't dodge at all.

Meng Zihan scratched her face several times with her fingernails, causing a burning pain.

One of the blows almost caught her eye. If she hadn't reacted quickly and tilted her head back, she probably would have lost her eye!

"You crazy woman!"

He Chunhua was also enraged, her ferocity provoked.

She grabbed Meng Zihan's hair, pulled her over like a chick, and swung her arm around, slapping her repeatedly across the face.

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

Meng Zihan was so dizzy from the beating that blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.

But she acted like a madwoman, neither dodging nor flinching, screaming and scratching He Chunhua even more frantically.

"Ah—! I'll kill you! I'll kill you!"

The two girls next to him were frightened by Meng Zihan's crazy behavior and stepped forward to stop him, forcefully pulling him away.

"Stop hitting! Stop hitting! Stop it now!"

Meng Zihan ignored her completely. Unable to reach He Chunhua with her hands, she raised her foot and kicked and stomped at her wildly.

The dormitory instantly descended into chaos, filled with screams, cries, and curses.

Such a large commotion attracted female workers from other dormitories to peek around, and someone ran to call over workshop director Li Xiumei.

"What are you doing! What's all the noise about!"

Li Xiumei strode in, her face dark, and separated Meng Zihan and He Chunhua, scolding them sternly.

He Chunhua touched the scratches on her face, her eyes red, and recounted what had happened.

After listening, Li Xiumei frowned and looked at Meng Zihan: "Meng Zihan, is what they said true? Were you the only one in the dormitory yesterday?"

Meng Zihan was exhausted and could no longer fight. She could only wipe away her tears in grievance.

"Director Li, I really didn't steal the money! They just don't like me and are deliberately framing me!"

Li Xiumei sighed and waved her hand: "Alright, stop arguing. Since you can't explain it clearly, then let's search. Meng Zihan, we'll start with you."

Meng Zihan was extremely unwilling, but in order to prove her innocence, she had no other choice but to bite the bullet and agree.

Li Xiumei, along with two female workers, turned Meng Zihan's luggage upside down, but they still couldn't find the fifty yuan.

"See? I told you I didn't steal anything!" Meng Zihan glared at He Chunhua hatefully. "Now it's your turn to be searched. Maybe they staged this themselves to frame me!"

He Chunhua objected: "Why are you searching me? These are my lost items."

Li Xiumei thought for a moment and said to He Chunhua, "To be fair, everyone should search themselves to avoid any misunderstandings."

Surprisingly, this search actually revealed a problem.