Whenever Zhao Jingshu was mentioned, Meng Youning couldn't help but frown. Now he remembered Shen Qi, and the thought of her using Mu Qichen as a stand-in before made him even more displeased. Listening to Shen Qi and his roommate chatting back and forth, Meng Youning inexplicably felt annoyed.
"Miss Shen, I have no interest in your love games, nor do I want to be anyone's stand-in. Please don't bother me if you have nothing else to say." With a cold tone, Meng Youning left with his bowl.
His roommate was stunned, exchanged glances with Shen Qi, then slapped his forehead. "It's you!"
Isn't she the ruthless one who dumped Mu Qichen? His roommate's expression changed instantly. "Ah, our Youning is not short of admirers, but he doesn't play love games with others."
Kidding aside, after being toyed with by Zhao Jingshu and then by Shen Qi, Meng Youning suspected he might really become indifferent to women.