Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat
Chapter 280 - 280 277 Bad Idea (Second Update)

Chapter 280: Chapter 277: Bad Idea (Second Update) Chapter 280: Chapter 277: Bad Idea (Second Update) After such an incident, Weng Minhong naturally had no appetite for food; she had even considered asking for leave if not for the mandatory afternoon professional course.

Only after all her classmates had left did she and Zhang Ting, who had been waiting for her, head back to their dormitory together.

Humiliated by Liu Wenhui, Zhang Ting wasn’t in the mood to console her, she hadn’t even thought to ask a roommate to bring back two meals.

The two returned to their dorm in silence. One went to the bathroom to wash her face and reapply makeup, while the other slumped over the table, looking exceptionally dejected. Someone unaware of the situation might have thought that it was Zhang Ting who had been awkwardly humiliated in class, not Weng Minhong.

After calming down, Weng Minhong recalled what Jin Dapang had said in class, about the note and the text message…

If what he said was true, then who had given him the note? And where had the text message come from?

Remembering this, she quickly went to fetch her mobile phone from her jacket pocket after washing her face, but after searching, she found no outgoing text messages.

She didn’t remember Jin Dapang’s number, and it was impossible for her to send him a message, so how could he have received a message from her asking him out for a meal?

“What’s wrong?”

Zhang Ting saw her dazedly sitting in the chair after turning on her phone and was very puzzled, “Is there a problem with your phone?”

Weng Minhong turned to look at her, “Do you remember what Jin Dapang was saying in class just now?”

Zhang Ting was startled for a moment, thought carefully for a while, and then said with uncertainty, “He said… you passed him a note?”

At that time, because Liu Wenhui had lost face, her mind indeed wasn’t on Jin Dapang.

“It’s not just the note, he also said I sent him a text message.”

“How can that be? You don’t even have his mobile number. The guy must be lying.”

Jin Dapang lying?

A suspicion that had just arisen deep within her wavered at Zhang Ting’s words.

“You think he’s lying? There’s no other reason?”

“Other reason?” Zhang Ting asked in bewilderment, “What other reason? Previously, you rejected him. He’s obviously resentful, so he concocted this whole thing today to embarrass you. Yes, that must be it!”

Weng Minhong looked down without responding. She had kept her feelings for Jiang Yan very well hidden, and so far, no second person knew about it. Even when she approached Mu Jiawen yesterday, what she told Zhang Ting was that she was going to clear up the previous misunderstanding, not expecting her to be unreceptive.

Zhang Ting had always had a bad impression of Mu Jiawen, and now she was even more dismissive.

Still, the guesses at the bottom of her heart were not something she felt she could share.

Just then, the dormitory door was pushed open, and both heads turned to look. Qi Lihong walked in with a plastic bag in hand.

She gave the two a quiet glance then proceeded to take out two meal boxes from the bag and placed one in front of each of them. Yet even before she could walk away, Zhang Ting coldly said, “Take it away. Who would want to eat your food!”

Qi Lihong paused. She wasn’t actually returning the favor with kindness, nor was she insistent on bringing food for Zhang Ting. It was just that previously, when she herself had a severe stomachache in the middle of the night, Weng Minhong and her had accompanied her to the hospital and stayed throughout the night…

So towards Weng Minhong and her, there was always more gratitude and tolerance.

But even the deepest wells of gratitude and tolerance can run dry under the likes of Zhang Ting’s attitude.

Qi Lihong still didn’t say anything, but as told, she took the meal box from in front of her and put it back in the bag.

“Qi Lihong, when Liu Wenhui was mocking me today, why didn’t you stop him?”

Weng Minhong looked at her coldly and, before she could reply, she mocked, “Of course, asking you that question is really putting you on the spot. What he wants to do is hardly your business to control, is it?”

After speaking, she turned to the lunch box in front of her and said coldly, “Please take it away, I won’t eat it.”

Qi Lihong turned to face her, staring at her for several seconds, filled with confusion. What had she done wrong? Why were both of them taking their anger out on her?

However, she had always been reticent and introverted. Even when she was angry, she wouldn’t ask questions outright.

…

Elsewhere, Jiang Yan had finished his meal and returned to the dormitory.

Not long after, Tian Xiaohui came back arm in arm with Jin Dapang. They went to their respective dormitories to rest. As soon as Tian Xiaohui entered, he headed straight for Jiang Yan, leaning in to boastfully ask, “How about that, Brother Yan? My idea wasn’t bad, right? Look at our class leader, she was even crying, hahaha…”

Dai Lei was climbing a ladder to his bed when he heard Tian Xiaohui. He nearly missed a step and fell. Once he regained his composure, he quickly grabbed the handrails and turned around in shock to look at the two of them.

“Be good, go to sleep.”

Tian Xiaohui dismissed Dai Lei with a wave of his hands as if he was shooing something away, and the latter glanced at him and shook his head.

Jiang Yan put down the pen he was holding and pushed Tian Xiaohui’s head away, indicating for him to keep some distance.

“Brother Yan, Dapang’s performance is one thing, but your ‘good luck’ was definitely the icing on the cake. Didn’t you see Weng Minhong’s face turn pale? But, speaking of which, Brother Yan, how did she offend you, seeing as you two are partners?”

If she had truly offended him, Jiang Yan would have simply ignored her; there was no need for him to bicker with a girl. But Weng Minhong made the mistake of going to Jiajia.

So, last night, he called Tian Xiaohui, the dormitory’s gossip expert, to ask who had confessed to Weng Minhong before.

He remembered this guy mentioning it in the past, but he hadn’t paid attention and, naturally, hadn’t kept it in mind.

Unlike Weng Minhong’s secrecy, Jin Dapang was very open about the first girl he had a crush on, sharing it with friends and roommates, which is why Tian Xiaohui knew about it.

And coincidentally, when Jiang Yan called Tian Xiaohui last night, he was about to go borrow some discs from Jin Dapang’s room. The two of them put their heads together and came up with this nasty scheme.

The idea to have Jin Dapang openly ask Weng Minhong out in class came from Tian Xiaohui. The plan to use the phone to mislead Jin Dapang, making him think the request came from Weng Minhong, was Jiang Yan’s idea.

The method was simple.

Tian Xiaohui secretly took Dapang’s phone and changed the contact name “Weng Minhong” to Jiang Yan’s number.

Jiang Yan didn’t answer Tian Xiaohui’s question, only asking, “Did you delete the number from Dapang’s phone?”

“Of course, it’s deleted. Don’t you trust me with this kind of thing?”

Jiang Yan nodded, “Alright, let’s consider this matter settled, and don’t bring it up again.”

Bullying a girl was nothing to be proud of, so of course, Tian Xiaohui had no interest in doing it again.

“However, Brother Yan, Dapang just asked me to inquire if you could set up an ultra-thin laptop for him? Money is not an issue for him, but why aren’t you selling anymore?”

Since the start of this semester, Jiang Yan hadn’t sold any more laptops, even though many people had come to him wanting to buy. He had never relented, especially since the electronics factory was about to begin mass production and Jing Junyang had already found a shop space near the school entrance, currently negotiating with the landlord.

So within three more months at the most, their first official computer specialty store would be opening its doors.

“Brother Yan, I really think Dapang’s a good guy. Despite being a nouveau riche, he’s down-to-earth without any sly intentions. Why don’t you make an exception for him? After all, we did use him, didn’t we?”