Xu Ye was fastening his seatbelt in a very good mood, about to head back to the dorm for a change of clothes, when Zhao Ming called out of nowhere.

Xu Ye had barely picked up before Zhao Ming asked, "Xu Ye, where are you?"

"At the company. About to head back to the dorm."

"You're not going to see your girlfriend this week?"

"I didn't. I brought her over here instead."

Zhao Ming paused a moment, then laughed. "I'm planning to fake being sick and trick Zhang Ruowei into coming to my place. But now I'm worried I'll give myself away, and it's not sitting right with me, so I'm calling to ask if there's anything I need to watch out for."

Hearing that, Chen Qingqing found it hard to believe.

Oh my god.

Is Zhao Ming this bad?

Xu Ye glanced at Chen Qingqing with a guilty conscience, then answered, "I've never faked being sick. Why are you asking me?"

"But you've definitely lied to your girlfriend," Zhao Ming said at once.

"Bullshit! I have not!"

Hearing how worked up Xu Ye sounded, Zhao Ming tried a guess. "Your girlfriend isn't sitting next to you, is she?"

Xu Ye was about to speak when Chen Qingqing grabbed his ear with one hand and shook her head at him, fierce about it.

Xu Ye had no choice but to cave. "She's not here."

"Then what the hell are you faking for."

"…" "How do you think I should put it to her? Just tell her I'm not feeling well? Or something less direct than that?"

Xu Ye figured that if this went on any longer Chen Qingqing was going to hear every last piece of it. Just as he was looking for an excuse to hang up, the hand on his ear tightened. She looked at him with pure threat in her eyes, and the look said: Answer him. Say exactly what you'd normally say.

Xu Ye hardened his heart. I've already got her, and tonight she can do whatever she likes to me.

So he said, "Tell her…