Yan Qing suddenly had a hunch that the pink room's decor must have been inspired by her purple room.
She subtly glanced at Meng Fan's clothes. Meng Fan had deliberately worn a blue dress today, but judging from the fabric, she'd bet it was from Pinduoduo.
She tried hard to recall the three people she had seen yesterday, and Yu Lele seemed to be the richest one besides her. Her room's furnishings and cosmetics proved this, and her clothes were custom-made Chanel—she certainly wasn't short of money.
Mu Zihan and Meng Fan are college students from ordinary families, and their clothes are all the most common off-brand styles.
Comparing them side-by-side, Mu Zihan's family background should be better than Meng Fan's. At least, although she's wearing clothes from ordinary brands, they're genuine.
Meng Fan, a product of Pinduoduo, still has a very distinct style.
Even so, she still decorated her room exactly like the purple room, which made it much more interesting.
Meng Fan took her hand and led her to sit down on the bed. Only then did Yan Qing realize that the bed, which looked exactly the same, was also a high-end replica.
The sensation under your buttocks is indeed quite different.
Meng Fan reached out and peeled off his entire face, revealing a set of white teeth, and smiled at her. His smile carried a chilling warmth.
Meng Fan actually wanted to apologize to her, "I'm sorry, Qingqing."
Yan Qing turned her face away, trying her best not to look at her face directly; she really couldn't accept it.
"I'm with Peng Yu now, and we're so sorry for what we did. But Qingqing, we just couldn't control our feelings—"
Yan Qing scoffed inwardly. Did they really think they could fool her with such a melodramatic romance story? She wasn't some love-struck fool.
She didn't respond to Meng Fan's question, but instead asked her with interest, "Didn't you say you needed my help? What is it?"
Meng Fan smirked, and Yan Qing heard a series of cracking sounds from her joints all over her body. It was as if there was a firecracker inside her.
"I want you to help me find someone—Peng Yu, I can't find him."
This person's words are very contradictory. If they are so deeply in love that they can't help themselves, how come they can't find each other when they turn around?
However, her words indirectly confirmed one thing: Yu Lele was deliberately lying.
Yu Lele once said that the claim that Mu Zihan had a crush on her boyfriend was probably false. The person who was actually having an affair with him was Meng Fan.
Yan Qing looked up and stared into Meng Fan's eyes, "Why should I help you?"
Meng Fan didn't speak, but instead pulled a piece of parchment from under the bed sheet and placed it in her hand.
Yan Qing's expression hardened; it was actually the "Passing Rules".
"S-level": Find out the whole truth and locate the source of the pollution.
"Level A": Find Peng Yu and fulfill his wish.
"Level B": Gain the approval of the dormitory administrator and receive the dormitory key.
"Class C": Try to leave with the repair team.
Judging from the rules of the game, C-rank is clearly unreliable, Yan Qing was certain of it. Once she left with the repair team, she would definitely be entering a new, unknown instance.
More importantly, this instance is very likely to be more than one-star.
Therefore, the C-level passing method is directly eliminated. That leaves the other three.
The B-level guidelines mentioned the need to gain the administrator's approval, and after what happened last night, she really didn't dare to gamble on the administrator's favorability towards her.
This can only be used as a backup. It seems that the key is still the A-level clearing method, which is more feasible.
As it happens, rule number 7 of the dormitory rules states that Meng Fan has a bad temper, so please don't provoke her. If she asks you for something, please be sure to grant her request.
Yan Qing finally nodded.
"Okay, I promise you."
As for the S-rank clearing strategy, she can only dream about it for now. After all, the difficulty level of S-rank clearing must be extremely high.
As a novice, she really didn't have that much confidence.
As she stepped out of the room, she heard Meng Fan speaking softly behind her.
"Peng Yu went missing last Wednesday."
"Also, out of gratitude, I'll give you a piece of advice: Yu Lele's words are neither to be believed nor to be completely disbelieved."
Yan Qing nodded, indicating that she understood.
Back in her room, she remembered she had a public lecture at 9:40. So she quickly took her laptop out of her backpack.
The watch I redeemed from the "Sanglingling" app was also put on my other hand, so now everything was foolproof.
"Nana, run! Run! Run!"
Suddenly, Yan Qing heard the parrot's chattering outside the window. She looked up and found that the budgie that had supposedly died yesterday was now standing perfectly fine on the shelf outside the window.
She couldn't help but rub her eyes. Was she seeing things? But the parrot was definitely standing there, and it even squawked at her.
May you have good fortune and health! Congratulations on your wealth and prosperity! May you have great luck and prosperity!
This scene was indeed somewhat eerie, but it served as a reminder to her.
If even budgies are like this, what about diaries—?
Yan Qing walked quickly to the desk, picked up the notebook on the table, and started reading.
Sure enough, the contents of this diary entry were different again.
Suddenly, a new name appeared in the bottom right corner of the first page—Zhang Nana.
It seems that Zhang Nana is the owner of this purple room.
What was once a blurry and blemished page has now become clear.
Yan Qing finally saw the contents of the diary.
"On the 2nd, he came and confronted Mu Zihan with evidence of the videos she secretly filmed. Mu Zihan threatened him that if he dared to lay a finger on her, she would post all the videos online. I refused, so he left."
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