Chapter 33 Disgusting Stalker!!! Yo-Yo Defense Battle

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The great Young Master Shen has never done anything he regretted in his life.

At this moment in the girls' dormitory, he added one more thing to his grudge book: Don't show unnecessary concern for a bird.

After all, humans and animals have different paths.

The tall, graceful man stood at the dormitory door. The door was ajar, and as someone passed by in the corridor, a cold wind blew in through the crack.

The pressure-sensitive pen swirls across her fingertips, creating floral patterns. Park Ye-jin warms up the room, "Youyou, take our distinguished Mr. Shen on a room tour."

The cramped dormitory for two people had a small kitchen, a bathroom, and two small bedrooms. Chen Che could see the whole place without even moving a step. He just glanced around.

Chi Leyou and his roommate were singing a duet, and he politely pushed a study chair over: "Mr. Shen, please sit here, ahem..."

Coughing unexpectedly.

The young master's heart was filled with anxiety. "I have a cold. Is there any medicine?" A word of concern floated to his lips, but after a while, he changed his tone and said, "Do you have bird flu?"

Du Juan'er can't get through, right? Chi Leyou said expressionlessly, "I have a phobia of telephone poles. Sit down, please."

Park Ye-jin was worried that the model would quit, so she was so anxious that she was running around: "Why don't you sit down!"

The person was pressed into the study chair alive.

I found this chair on the street. It's a kid's study chair. Chi Leyou isn't tall, so it fits perfectly.

Chen Che sat down in her chair with his legs stretched out, and with his expensive-looking pajamas, he looked like a prince of a fallen country who had been exiled to the common people.

"Take Mr. Shen on a room tour! Let's go——" With a high tone and funny pronunciation, Shen Che felt that the kimchi surnamed Park did it on purpose. She was secretly helping her roommate to avenge the bird flu.

Loopy coral fleece pajamas covered his legs, and Chi Leyou pushed him like a wheelchair.

“…” The awkwardness of entering the girls’ dormitory for the first time suddenly disappeared.

Half an hour later.

The young master wants to regret his decision.

Park Ye-jin really asked him to be a model, the serious kind.

"Don't be nervous. I'm going to draw the hero in the heroine's dream. Put your hands on your cheeks and imagine yourself as a furry puppy."

I've never suffered such a crime.

Comrade Shen Che stood up.

Park Ye-jin winked at Chi Leyou.

"Are you leaving?" Xizhilang's big fruit pulp and a hoarse voice appeared at the same time.

The girl's hand was not big, and she held a large, clear jelly in front of the man. She urged him, "The best in the jelly world, I'll treat you to some."

Her eager look made her look like a human trafficker who uses lollipops to trick children.

Chen Che glanced at the jelly and the shiny, round grapes. They were obviously a sweet treat that children loved, but they made his mouth feel sour.

Seeing that he didn't accept it, Chi Leyou asked, "Are you allergic to grapes?"

“Not allergic.”

He was forced to accept the snack and wondered whether the jelly should be kept in the refrigerator.

"Shall I peel it for you?"

"I'm not eating now."

The two elementary school students were talking to each other, and Park Ye-jin smiled like an aunt: "Ai Yi Gu, Kiyo~"

The two heads were synchronized, their gazes following her.

"Hey, model fees." Where would this poor author, who works for love, get the money? She pointed at the index board and said, "Don't be disgusted."

It's another cute little picture, with a cartoon character holding a fork and standing in front of a jelly that's almost the same size as himself.

The style is the same as Chi Leyou’s WeChat avatar.

Too childish.

The model wearing expensive pajamas said with a look of disgust: "I'm expensive." Just send him off with a Q comic?

Park Ye-jin clenched the pressure-sensitive pen, held her breath, and waited for the lion opposite to open its mouth.

The young master pointed his finger at the blank space and said, "Here, draw another silly bird."

"That's it?" Park Ye-jin thought she had misheard. Is this his high net worth?

"Um."

“…”

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It was getting colder in the room, and complaints could be heard from next door from time to time.

Park Ye-jin wandered over to the next room and her complaints gradually intensified. The Indian girl next door followed her and started to complain passionately.

Shen Che, who had saved the silly bird picture, was extremely cold: "The school doesn't want to find someone to fix the heating?"

"I heard that the labor union is on strike. This is not our great China." Chi Leyou wrapped the scarf around his neck twice. In the face of the cold, image was nothing.

Another long silence passed as Chen Che lowered his head to fiddle with his phone. Seeing that he was busy, Chi Leyou treated him as a backdrop and buried her head in the search for tissues like a worker ant.

She saw a white arc, and when she looked closely, she saw a pack of tissues in her arms.

Chi Leyou raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Yours?"

"It saves someone from using my tie again." Fearing that the girl would feel embarrassed, Young Master Shen added, "What if you get sick? My tie..."

"Stop!" Chi Leyou glared at him.

The tissue paper was in ordinary light blue packaging, a local brand from Maple Leaf Country. Chi Leyou pulled out a piece, and tiny pieces of paper foam flew around.

Very good, this is very Maple Leaf Country.

"Our paper towels are all shipped from China." She kindly explained to him how difficult it is to use the paper towels in the Maple Leaf Country.

As clueless as he was, he had no idea how to respond to this question: "What is luck?"

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Good, good, good. Seeing the confusion in his eyes that showed he didn’t know how expensive food and firewood were, Chi Leyou said angrily: He lives such a good life!

Chen Che looked at her again, puzzled: "What is the cavewoman on the mountaintop rubbing again?"

The girl in front of her rolled the tissue into long, thin spicy strips. She sniffed and stuffed two spicy strips in.

The long white strip was too eye-catching and unavoidable. His gaze passed over her slightly red nose and looked into her eyes: "You don't want to take medicine?"

Chi Leyou picked up the glass on the table, lifted the toilet paper with three fingers, and took a big sip of the orange liquid: "Drinking it."

The effervescent tablet that fell to the bottom of the cup hissed and produced bubbles.

"Vitamin C effervescent tablets?"

"I waited for three hours at the clinic and the doctor told me to drink effervescent tablets."

That's the way the Maple Leaf Country's medical system works: giving fever patients ice cream and giving cold sufferers effervescent tablets. Those who survive, it's simply luck. After all, the dead can't talk.

After drinking, she saw Chen Che staring at her without blinking. She wiped the corner of her mouth and hesitated for a second: "...Is there nothing on my face?"

Chen Che: "You are not Dujuan'er anymore, you are a walrus now."

Hearing this, she searched for keywords on her tablet, and a fat marine creature popped up, with extremely eye-catching fangs in its mouth.

Two long white fangs extend all the way down from the mouth.

It looks like what she looks like now.

“…”

The dormitory door was opened from the inside, and the girl pushed the paraplegic patient out.

"Go back." He said in a way that drove someone away.

In the long corridor, the doors of the neighboring rooms opened one after another, and the residents wrapped in quilts stuck their heads out.

A grown man was "asked" out of the room by an Asian girl, along with his chair, and everyone's gossiping spirits were boiling with excitement.

Having never encountered such a situation, Shen Zhinan scratched his head: “Why are you so stingy?”

The girl's face turned even worse.

There is a language barrier, and some foreigners took out their translators and jumped up and down in a hurry, but people are fond of eating melons without knowing any national boundaries.

Chi Leyou returned to the room with a wooden face, leaving the telephone pole standing outside the door.

Someone tapped Shen Che on the shoulder, and he turned around. The person asked, "Why did you make Yoyo angry?"

Chi Leyou is well-known for his good temper on this floor. He always greets people with a smile and is very kind.

A group of foreigners of different skin colors walked out of the room.

A woman with tattoos on her arms who was taller than Chen Che, a black girl with half of her colorful dreadlocks removed, and an Indian girl holding a pot of curry.

That pot of curry was a return gift from Chi Leyou for the custard buns and sausages he gave her.

"What did you do to Yoyo?" The Indian girl took a step forward, her nostrils slightly bulging, and the small nose stud flashed a cold light.

She tightened the pot in her hand, as if the pot would fall upside down on Chen Che's head in the next second.

Shen Che understood.

This group of roommates are Chi Leyou’s family in Maple Leaf Country.

Chi Leyou lives in a double dormitory, which is right at the end of the corridor.

Chen Che stood by the window and glanced outside. He saw a blond foreigner standing downstairs.

He suddenly made a shushing gesture to Park Ye-jin. The latter, like a chicken with its blood pumped up, whispered, "Family, if you want to beat me up, wait a minute."

She crawled forward and lay on the edge of the window frame like Spider-Man. Seeing this, Shen Che thought that if this person couldn't make it as a painter, he could become an agent.

"That's him!" Park Ye-jin said firmly, "That damn golden retriever!"

It was exactly the same as Lu Ziyu's scolding.

"What's his major?"

Park Ye-jin was confused and wanted to go back to the dormitory to ask Chi Leyou.

"Don't bother her with such a small matter."

He was immersed in the window light, his profile was three-dimensional, his nose was high, and his eyebrows were like sword edges. The gentle tone he used when talking to Chi Leyou just now was gone, and his pupils were dim and flickering, like a bottomless pool.

Chen Che turned around and gently called out to Chi Leyou's family.

The girls cautiously stuck to the window and looked down.

"I know him," said the girl with dreadlocks. "He always takes a seat in the library."

"He was the one who broke Youyou's glasses." Park Ye-jin muttered, then suddenly realized, "Did he do it on purpose? This gives him a reason to get close to her."

"Yuck, stalker."

At the critical moment, this outstanding international female army took 15 minutes to dig out the information about Golden Retriever.

Wickham, a Health Science student at M University, is currently in a gap year and, like Lu Ziyu, has not studied for a year.

But unlike Lu Ziyu, who returned to China to pursue his career, Wickham showed up at school during his gap year and studied in the library, just like a normal student.

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Even a blind person could see that Chen Che cared about Chi Leyoufang, so everyone's attitude towards him became much more relaxed.

During the chat, Shen Che answered the phone: “Yes, the last room on the third floor.”

"Who's coming?" Park Ye-jin said subconsciously, "Our building has access control, door card -"

"No need." Chen Che said succinctly, "I've already told the hall administrator."

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Just as he finished speaking, two figures appeared in the corridor.

Shen Che raised his hand to signal.

"Master." Sister Wang and Uncle Zheng came upstairs, carrying bags. It was like the first day of school, when parents carry blankets to their children's dorm to make their beds.

"Dormitories abroad look like this," Sister Wang poked her head in. "How many people are in a room?"

Uncle Zheng: "A room for two."

"Envy, I miss college too."

Chen Che: “Sister Wang, you can apply if you want to study.”

"Master, please stop insulting me." Sister Wang laughed innocently, "You're still studying at your age."

The wind outside the window stopped, the last door was opened, and everyone lowered their steps.

Uncle Zheng stood respectfully outside the door acting as a security guard.

Sister Wang followed Park Ye-jin into the small room for two.

Everyone was even more confused. The black girl who was familiar with Shen Che asked: "Are you from Yoyo...?"

"Netizens."

“???”

Sister Wang brought two thick quilts, one for Park Ye-jin and one to be placed on Chi Leyou's bed.

"Master, Miss Chi is asleep. Why don't you go in and take a look?" Sister Wang retreated from the inner room. A small bed could be vaguely seen through the gap in the door that had not been closed in time.

Chen Che glanced at the bulge and said, "I'm not familiar with her. Even if I am familiar with her, what does it look like for a grown man to enter a girl's room?"

"Oh, not familiar." Sister Wang understood.

Shen Che didn’t like Sister Wang’s repeater attitude.

Uncle Zheng reported: "Master, Mr. Liam said the heating repairman has arrived."

"Well, let him keep an eye on it."

"Master," Uncle Zheng lowered his voice, "Miss Chi's matter... our family's security company can handle it. But if something goes wrong and it's traced back to Madam, she's a public figure after all, so it's going to be difficult to deal with."

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A quilt as soft as a cloud must be worth a lot of money. Park Ye-jin: "Oh Mona, how can this be so embarrassing."

Chen Che: “Don’t worry, you are very nice.”

"Ha." Park Ye-jin didn't blush at all. "Then what should I say to that 'very embarrassing' Yunyun now that she's awake?"

The dormitory hall had been tidied up by the diligent Sister Wang. Cough syrup, cough drops, and fever-reducing medicine were neatly arranged in the medicine box—that very expensive medicine box, which Sister Wang had also brought.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that this has already gone beyond the scope of "friends".

Chen Che: “Employee benefits.”

“???”

Everyone was shocked.

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Outside the door, the translator translated Shen Che's words into English. The girl with tattoos said something in English to the translator and raised her hand.

The translator emitted a standard Chinese female voice: "Mr. Shen, can I come to work in your company?"

Who doesn’t want such benefits!

Shen Che came to the window again, and the ghostly figure downstairs had disappeared.

He retracted his gaze and turned to look at the girl with tattoos: "I do need some help. Temporary work? The salary is good, daily payment."

"certainly!"

The black girl who had taken great pains to remove her dreadlocks, disregarding her image, rushed over with her Medusa-like afro, "Are you looking for a gang fight? I can do that too!"

Compared to her, the Indian girl was petite, but she raised her hand high, striving for an opportunity to make money: “Boss Shen, if you want help, my great India has nothing but a lot of people.”

The picky young master thought for a moment: "How many people can you send?"

Chi Leyou's family members turned into an all-female army.

Arms raised high, the primitive people said to the chief with such piety: "Fight for Yoyo!"