"Did you guys order takeout? What smells so delicious?" Shi Yue came back from outside, and the moment she stepped into the dormitory, she was greeted with a strong aroma, so she casually asked.
"It smells great, doesn’t it? It’s a nourishing soup full of love made by An’an’s future mother-in-law. Her boyfriend just delivered it. Too bad you’re back late; we’ve finished it all," they replied.
"Really?" The smile on Shi Yue’s face faded a bit.
Contrary to her expectations, the other party didn’t get angry after seeing the photo; instead, they even sent her soup.
Why is this girl always so lucky?
"Her boyfriend and his mother really treat her well, but isn’t it too early to call her ’future mother-in-law’ now?" Shi Yue looked in Sheng Ning’an’s direction, her tone carrying a hint of provocation.
In this day and age, who can guarantee that two people will definitely end up getting married?
Sheng Ning’an couldn’t be bothered with her.
Some people just can’t stand to see others doing well. The best way to deal with these types of people is to keep your distance.
Seeing that she was being ignored, Shi Yue’s face instantly turned sour.
Tian Yu and Xue Xian glanced at each other, both with awkward expressions on their faces. They were just joking and hadn’t expected the other party to take it so seriously.
Especially Tian Yu, who regretted what she had just said.
Looking at Sheng Ning’an and then at Shi Yue, she ultimately chose to keep her mouth shut.
With everyone silent, Shi Yue grew even angrier, feeling isolated by the other three in the dormitory. With a darkened expression, she returned to her own seat.
After finishing two morning classes, Sheng Ning’an was preparing to leave when suddenly the class monitor called out to her.
Sheng Ning’an stopped in her tracks and looked towards the other person.
The class monitor shook their phone and said, "The tutor is looking for you; they want you to drop by their office."
"Did they say what it’s about?" Sheng Ning’an asked curiously.
University isn’t like high school; tutors rarely call for someone.
The class monitor shook their head and said, "I’m not sure about that, but it seemed urgent. The tutor asked you to come over immediately after class."
In the tutor’s office.
Sheng Ning’an knocked and stood at the door, saying, "Teacher, I heard you were looking for me?"
The tutor greeted her with a smile upon seeing her, "Come in, yes, I wanted to see you. To be precise, it’s this student over here who needs to speak with you."
The tutor pointed to the side, and Sheng Ning’an only then noticed someone else sitting in the office.
Hearing the tutor’s voice, the person stood up from the couch and greeted her with a smile, "Sheng, hello."
The person looked like a student too, but Sheng Ning’an didn’t recognize them.
The tutor took the initiative to introduce them, "This is the president of our university’s Student Union, Gu Yue. He’s the one who wants to ask for your help."
Sheng Ning’an looked at the person skeptically.
In her freshman year, when clubs were recruiting, everyone was desperate to get into the Student Union, but Sheng Ning’an only applied to a small, less prominent club.
She couldn’t understand why the president of the Student Union would come looking for her help.
Gu Yue smiled and said, "I asked your tutor to contact you. The thing is, there is a school celebration next month, and on behalf of the Student Union, I’d like to invite you to help host it. Would you be available, Sheng?"
She hadn’t expected it was to ask her to help with hosting.
However, Sheng Ning’an had never been interested in seeking the limelight.
"Sorry, I have no experience in hosting. I can’t help you; it’s better if you ask someone else," she declined indifferently.
The other person didn’t expect her to reject the offer so decisively. Even the tutor was taken aback.
After all, for many people, this would be a rare opportunity.