Inside the room.
The bizarre lights shone on Lou Yuming, making the man's features appear sharp and exceptionally cold.
He stared expressionlessly at the woman's seductive posturing, his eyes, as dark as ink, like a vortex, making the woman's skin crawl.
"Mr. Lou..."
The woman thought he disliked this type of display and changed from a pure and demure demeanor.
As expected, a slight change finally appeared on his cold, unruffled face.
The woman's face lit up with joy. She knelt on the ground, devout and humble, her bright red nails sliding up along the man's trouser leg.
She hadn't seen clearly in the other room. Now, with the woman's active tilt of her head and ample light, the heavily made-up face made Lou Yuming feel a surge of nausea.
He frowned in disgust and unceremoniously kicked her away.
The woman cried out "Aiya" and fell to the side, feeling extremely wronged.
"Mr. Lou... is it that Xiao Mei did something wrong?"
The woman didn't know why he was angry, her voice a little choked.
When she didn't speak in that strained voice, her tone was somewhat familiar.
Lou Yuming looked down at her, his dark eyes flickering slightly.
This time, he looked for a little longer, feeling as if he were seeing someone through her. The woman dared not move, letting his sharp gaze scrutinize her from head to toe.
Finally, he spoke abruptly, his voice deep, cold, and magnetic.
"Wash your face clean."
Bare-faced!?
Xiao Mei was a little flustered, but it was normal for this man to like women without makeup.
"Then... then I'll go wash up, Mr. Lou, please wait."
With a "bang," a bottle of water was thrown at her from the ground.
"One minute."
The meaning was clear.
Xiao Mei didn't want to miss this big catch. Although this man had a bad temper, compared to the greasy pigs outside, she'd rather have him!
So, she immediately opened the water bottle without a second thought. The whole process was a bit clumsy, but fortunately, she didn't exceed the time limit.
After washing, Xiao Mei took out a few tissues and wiped her face clean.
Lou Yuming's expression was calm as he glanced at her face.
Her eyes were somewhat similar, but the resemblance was far from perfect.
He lowered his deep gaze: "How old?"
"Answering Mr. Lou, Xiao Mei is twenty-six this year."
Lou Yuming slowly turned the ring on his hand. He seemed to be pondering something. Xiao Mei tensed, feeling as if her fate was in his hands.
She didn't know how long had passed. Xiao Mei's legs were starting to ache from kneeling.
This man's aura was too powerful. Just sitting there without saying a word, it felt like an invisible pressure was constantly bearing down on her.
Just as she was about to buckle, he suddenly moved.
He got up and stood.
Was he leaving?
No!
Xiao Mei immediately grabbed his leg: "Mr. Lou!"
"You... I..."
Xiao Mei didn't know what to say for a moment. She blinked, and tears actually fell.
Lou Yuming stared at the rolling tear, his eyes darkening, and he walked away.
His receding back looked cruel and resolute. Xiao Mei hadn't expected her gamble to be wrong. She covered her face and sobbed uncontrollably.
After Lou Yuming left the room, Shao Cheng had been waiting at the door for a long time.
Seeing him looking impeccably neat, he breathed a sigh of relief, pushed up his glasses, and said, "Women like that are dirty. Be careful not to get sick."
Lou Yuming's thin lips parted, and he said something that made Shao Cheng gasp: "Are you serious?"
He didn't say more, patted Shao Cheng's shoulder, and left.
Shao Cheng sighed, took off his glasses, and rubbed his nose with a headache.
...
Three days later.
Song Xi contacted a real estate agent to view apartments. When Ge Baitao heard about it, she proactively offered to accompany her.
As soon as they met, Ge Baitao began inquiring about her and Lu Chenyu.
Recently, some posts about her had appeared on the school forum. Ge Baitao was a typical internet surfer, so she naturally paid close attention.
The posts claimed that Zhang Qi and Song Xi had officially broken up, and they were pursuing their own relationships. Someone had even managed to secretly take a photo of Song Xi walking with a guy on the street.
Although no one had identified the guy yet, Ge Baitao recognized him as Lu Chenyu.
Her gossip fire was burning fiercely, and she was eager to know the progress of their relationship.
After listening to Song Xi, she happily said, "Not bad, such speed!"
"No, it's just a simple act of returning a favor." Song Xi carefully scanned the apartment, not very satisfied. "We are just ordinary friends now."
Ge Baitao chuckled slyly, "Boyfriends are also friends. You're already in your third year of university. You can't possibly waste these four years of youth on Zhang Qi and Lou Yuming! I think Lu Chenyu is quite good. You can give it a try."
Song Xi flicked her forehead. "You're thinking too much. Right now, I just want to make money to save Yang Yang. I'm not in the mood for that."
"Don't worry, I'm already working on Yang Yang's matter."
Ge Baitao looked at her serious expression and suddenly asked, "Have you still not forgotten... Lou Yuming?"
"How could that be!" Song Xi denied quickly.
The mere thought of the humiliation he inflicted on her that night ignited her rage!
Now, she was only glad that their relationship had ended early, otherwise, who knew how much trouble there would have been in the future.
Ge Baitao breathed a sigh of relief. "That's for the best. I heard he's getting married soon."