Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets!
Chapter 380 - 285. Feign to repair the plank road while secretly crossing through Chen Cang

Chapter 380: 285. Feign to repair the plank road while secretly crossing through Chen Cang

"Happy New Year in advance~"

"Of course, I miss you! I’ll head back as soon as I’m done here, don’t worry~"

"Everyone bought a bunch of fireworks, we’re going down to do the countdown together, I’ll take pictures for you!"

Mr. Lu possessed exceptional time management skills.

In the half-hour before midnight, he forcefully engaged Zhong Ruixi in a thirty-minute long phone conversation.

Note, it wasn’t WeChat.

Just a few minutes before the countdown, he even took the time to explain it in advance to Zhong Ruixi.

The splendid photos of the evening fireworks, he had already taken them while shopping with Guan Yongyi early on.

They were all stored in his phone.

As the moment to step into the new year approached, he dialed Zhou Sinin through WeChat video call once again.

Obviously,

The first blessing of 2015 belonged to Zhou Sinin.

"Happy New Year~"

"Our baby looks so cute in pajamas!"

"Yes, yes, yes, I’ll wait for you to climb into bed, I won’t look at anyone else."

...

Anyone who has had a romantic relationship with a female college student could easily recall a certain setting.

That’s when, during a video call with your girlfriend at night, other people might appear on screen.

Like a roommate in skimpy clothing, a female classmate who barges in, or the occasional weird intimate apparel...

Whenever lovers accidentally notice these, they often pout, hint with their eyes, lower their voices, hinting to you to be mindful.

Only a romance with a girl who lives in a dormitory can grant this kind of experience.

Inexperienced yet sweet.

Although it was already midnight, tonight was the ritual-rich New Year’s Eve.

Following the holiday tradition, there was a three-day mini vacation after the New Year.

Therefore, the entire dormitory building of the Finance Department was still lit up, and the roommates of room 601 had just returned.

Those who were on dates, those who went shopping, were chattering non-stop.

Except for Zhou Sinin, who was video calling her boyfriend to celebrate the New Year.

She wore Bluetooth earphones, tossed her phone with the flickering face of a man onto her bed, and hurriedly climbed up the ladder to her own little corner.

She leaned against the wall, hugged her knees, propped her chin on them, placed her phone in front of her, her lips slightly pursed, her eyes as if hiding a pool of autumn water, filled with affection.

"Are you back?"

"I saw the fireworks you sent me just now, so beautiful."

"I miss you so much~"

"Can you switch to mobile video? The camera on the computer is so unclear, I can’t see your face!"

"Wow... you live in such a big suite all by yourself?"

"That’s really luxurious."

She spoke word for word, the dimples at the corners of her mouth appearing and disappearing.

"Stop it, I won’t let you see, pervert~"

Perhaps the man in the video said something, Zhou Sinin’s cheeks blushed, she gently brushed aside a lock of brown hair, revealing a stretch of fair skin from the shoulder.

Her coral fleece pajamas perfectly fit her delicate and curvaceous body.

It was not a camisole, not lace, without a deep V, nor pushed up.

Just plain pink cotton pajamas, the only ornament being a loop of snow fleece flowers at the neckline.

The delicate soft fabric clung to her shoulder, wrapped around her arm, hooked at her waist, pressed against her rising peaks.

It erupted with charm and temptation that those deliberately sexy outfits could hardly match.

No wonder men were smitten.

"Your place is so noisy, are you setting off fireworks?"

"Open the curtain a bit, oh, I see it now!"

"You live so high up..."

"The view from below is too beautiful... is that the Grand Canal?"

Zhou Sinin still had a smiling face, her voice soft and tender as if tickling the hearts of listeners.

She pressed the screenshot button a few times while asking her questions, unnoticed and swift.

"The city center is really different! There were no fireworks in school today."

"I didn’t go out at all today, just went out for yoga in the afternoon."

"What should I do, I don’t even feel like going out without you."

"Hahaha, I know, I know, you must keep me company when you get back!"

...

After hanging up the call, Zhou Sinin once again climbed down the ladder to her seat.

A New Year’s new atmosphere, the first New Year’s Eve of a freshman.

Tonight in room 601 of the dormitory, her roommates seemed particularly excited.

"Listen, listen to Sinin’s voice, oh my, it’s enough to sweeten someone to death."

"He’s away on business for New Year’s Eve and not with you, you must make him treat you to a big meal when he gets back!"

"Seeing how happy you two are, I want to be in love, too..."

In room 601, a roommate named Jiang Fengting heaved a sigh.

From the start of her freshman year, she had watched Song Wan fall in love, and now the most dazzling little princess in their dormitory had also found someone, while she remained single.

Of course, it wasn’t that Jiang Fengting didn’t have admirers.

Though Jiang City Finance University did not allocate dormitories based on looks, Jiang Fengting was indeed a little beauty, with quite a favorable-mate potential.

Compared to the overly beautiful and dazzling Zhou Sinin, this type of cute beauty often had more suitors.

Throughout the semester, many pursuers had made their move, but none had won her heart.

Not a single one.

"Tingting, you should stop talking, those boys who have been chasing you lately are really no good."

"Indeed, they’re too immature!"

"Sending you good morning, good night, have you eaten, are you sleeping messages daily is like using you for attendance!"

The girls gathered together and naturally gossiped about each other’s love lives.

Jiang Fengting spread her hands, a look of helplessness on her face.

"You always say this one is no good, that one is no good, so you veterans might as well teach me, what kind is good?"

Everyone instinctively looked toward Song Wan’s bed.