Chapter 2522 — Doused in Filthy Water
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
"Pfft..." Hearing Shen Yushu hang up, Gu Mengyao nearly burst out laughing. "Xiaoshu, that coy little act of playing hard to get was quite convincing! Tell me—do you practice it in your spare time, getting ready to seduce Wei Zhao?"
"Not at all... I'm just practicing on Yaoyao's behalf..." Shen Yushu stuck out her tongue.
"On my behalf? What does it have to do with me?" Gu Mengyao's face flushed as something occurred to her, and she glared at Shen Yushu. "Hurry up and get ready! Zhong Yongliang will be here any minute!"
"Okay, okay, okay, okay, I'll go get ready!" Shen Yushu grabbed the washbasin and dashed out of the dormitory.
Meanwhile, on Zhong Yongliang's end, after hanging up he said to Gao Xiaofu: "Take this stuff back and wait for me—I'm going to see Gu Mengyao!"
"Brother Liang, don't you need me to come help?" Gao Xiaofu asked cautiously.
"You help? Help with what, exactly?" Zhong Yongliang glared at Gao Xiaofu. "Didn't you hear that Yaoyao's in her pajamas? What would you go there for? And it's the girls' dormitory—what's the point of so many people going? We wouldn't even get in the door!"
"Oh, all right..." Gao Xiaofu hadn't actually been hoping to see Gu Mengyao in her pajamas; he just wanted to look around the dormitory for other beauties—maybe he'd stumble into a little romance of his own. But that was certainly out of the question now. Zhong Yongliang wouldn't agree to it at all, so he had no choice but to gather up that pile of banners and head back to the dormitory to wait for Zhong Yongliang's return.
After taking leave of Gao Xiaofu, Zhong Yongliang trotted off toward Gu Mengyao's dormitory building. He had long since found out her room number. At the entrance, he told the old woman on duty that his girlfriend was ill and urgently needed care, and slipped her a hundred yuan on the sly. After checking the room number and name he gave her and finding everything in order, she let him up.
Zhong Yongliang jogged all the way to the door of Gu Mengyao's room. He had been about to knock, but when he looked, the door wasn't locked at all—it was standing ajar. Delighted, he pushed it open and charged inside!
Deep down he was nursing a small hope: bursting in like this, maybe he'd catch some intimate scene!
But wishes are fine things, and reality is cruel. Zhong Yongliang entered the dormitory and saw nothing at all—except a washbasin dropping from above, its filthy water pouring straight over his head and face. Luckily his reflexes were quick and he dodged aside in time; otherwise the dirty water would have run right down his collar!
"What is this? What's going on?" Zhong Yongliang wiped the dirty water from his face, sneezed, and asked, utterly bewildered.