Full-Level Rich Daughter Makes a Strong Comeback - Chapter 807

Chapter 807: Confusion

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“Um, Cui’an, why don’t you find a job that includes food and accommodation?” Zhu Bixuan had a sudden idea and spoke up, “I heard there are many holiday jobs that provide these benefits, and the pay is decent too.”

“But those jobs offering accommodation are in the factory,” Zhou Cui’an frowned, “I don’t want to work in a factory.”

“In that case, there’s not much else we can do.” Zhu Bixuan shrugged. “I’m just a student myself, so I can’t really help you.”

Upon hearing Zhu Bixuan’s suggestion, Zhou Cui’an’s expression turned sour.

She couldn’t tell if Zhu Bixuan was being deliberate. Did she look like someone who would work as a factory technician? She was also a student at Capital University, just like them. Why were the others in the dormitory acting so superior and was she the only fit for these menial jobs?

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The more Zhou Cui’an thought about it, the more unfair it seemed.

She stood up and walked out.

Zhu Bixuan was startled by this sudden move. Initially, she had wanted to help Zhou Cui’an find a solution. But now, seeing her demeanor, she felt it was best not to interfere.

Though carefree, Zhu Bixuan wasn’t naive. She didn’t want to involve herself in thankless tasks. Since Zhou Cui’an had already left, she decided not to dwell on it too much. She didn’t want Zhou Cui’an to think she was being patronized and ungrateful, as that would make their future interactions awkward.

With that in mind, she pushed aside thoughts of Zhou Cui’an and continued packing, preparing to head home as soon as possible.

On the other side, Zhou Cui’an, now outside the dormitory, couldn’t help but stop in her tracks after descending the stairs. She seemed lost in thought. Standing there, she wasn’t sure where to go next.

Or rather, she didn’t know what to do next. Returning to the dormitory now would be too embarrassing. Especially since she didn’t see anything wrong with her actions. Zhu Bixuan’s words had clearly belittled her.

Zhou Cui’an wandered around campus.

There weren’t many people left; most had gone home after receiving their results. Even those still on campus were preparing to leave, hurrying about their business.

Only Zhou Cui’an seemed burdened, pacing around campus.

After walking for some time, Zhou Cui’an finally sat down at a pavilion. She took out her phone and opened her contacts. Seeing a particular number on the screen, she hesitated.

It was Murong Yumeng’s number, overheard from Ye Leng’an. She’d seen it many times but never dared to call.

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She didn’t know what she was thinking, but seeing the number now stirred something within her.

Murong Yumeng, being from the Murong family, could easily resolve her current predicament. But she also knew Murong Yumeng didn’t know who she was, let alone help her.

Still, she wanted to try. Perhaps there would be an unexpected outcome. Even if Murong Yumeng couldn’t help, it couldn’t get worse than this.

Besides, although she had no personal interaction with Murong Yumeng, she’d heard of her reputation.

Despite being from a wealthy family, Murong Yumeng was humble and polite. She was known for helping fellow students.

With a deep breath, Zhou Cui’an pressed the dial button.

As the phone rang, her heart raced, as if about to burst.

Finally, the call connected, and a puzzled voice came from the other end.

“Hello, who is this?”

Murong Yumeng, on the other end, was surprised to receive an unfamiliar call. She didn’t recognize the number.

This was her private number, known to few. If it were someone she knew, they would have introduced themselves. Yet here was a completely unknown caller.

“Um…Hello!” Zhou Cui’an’s nerves were on edge. She stuttered, “Senior…Senior Sister Murong, I’m…I’m Zhou Cui’an.”

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“Zhou Cui’an?” Murong Yumeng’s frown deepened at the unfamiliar name. Her tone grew sharper. “Who are you? And how did you get my number?”

She didn’t know Zhou Cui’an, nor how the other party obtained her private number.

“Um…” Zhou Cui’an grew even more nervous at Murong Yumeng’s stern tone. Her words became jumbled. “I…I… Senior Sister Murong…”

Hearing the disjointed response, Murong Yumeng cut in, “Who are you? What’s your motive? If you don’t explain, I’ll hang up.”

At the mention of hanging up, Zhou Cui’an urgently tried to suppress her panic. “Please don’t hang up, Senior Sister Murong. You might not know me. I’m Zhou Cui’an, Ye Leng’an’s roommate. I got your number from her.”

Bringing up Ye Leng’an, she hoped to establish credibility. She knew that if Murong Yumeng hung up, she might lose her nerve to try again. And if Murong Yumeng blocked her number, all her efforts would be in vain.

Murong Yumeng paused at the mention of Ye Leng’an. Then she asked, “You’re Ye Leng’an’s roommate, right?”

She didn’t doubt Zhou Cui’an’s claim, but she was skeptical of her intentions.

And was this really Ye Leng’an’s doing?

“Yes, I’m really Leng’an’s roommate,” Zhou Cui’an replied anxiously. “Otherwise, I wouldn’t have your number from her.”