Su Yunting had just hit send when the dormitory door was shoved open from outside.
A figure strode in quickly.
It was He Jiaojiao.
Su Yunting quickly turned off her phone.
Watching He Jiaojiao walk in, memories flashed through her mind one after another, and her heart couldn’t stay calm.
Because she had been adopted, and to avoid troubling her grandmother, she had always followed the rules since childhood—never causing trouble, staying low-key, with quietness as her trademark.
She knew she was good-looking, and she also knew that this beauty wouldn’t bring her any benefits, so she tried her best to make herself seem unremarkable.
But she never expected that even so, her photos would still be taken by He Jiaojiao for an online romance, and in the end, it would lead to such a tragic outcome.
Su Yunting stared at He Jiaojiao without blinking.
He Jiaojiao didn’t notice anything unusual about her at all.
She walked straight up to Su Yunting and said urgently, with a tone of accusation: “Su Yunting, why did you change your WeChat name to Little Sweetheart!”
Ever since she started using Su Yunting’s photos for her online romance, He Jiaojiao had been paying very close attention to Su Yunting, afraid that she might accidentally get exposed.
So when she saw that Su Yunting had changed her WeChat name to Strawberry Little Sweetheart, she panicked and rushed back without even finishing the event she was attending.
Her mind was in a mess—could Su Yunting have found out something?
Hearing the accusatory tone, Su Yunting looked up at her, and after a long moment, smiled.
He Jiaojiao had clearly stolen her photos and edited them for an online romance—how could she now question her with such confidence?
Facing He Jiaojiao’s interrogation, Su Yunting simply refused to be pressured.
“I thought it sounded nice, so I changed it. Is that not allowed?”
Her approach was: I’m polite, but I’m not listening to you.
“Of course not!” He Jiaojiao said urgently.
Su Yunting looked up and quietly gazed at her, wearing a puzzled expression.
“Why are you so worked up?”
After saying this, a phrase instantly popped into Su Yunting’s mind.
Why are you so worked up—what if you disturb the baby?
Realizing her thoughts had wandered off track, she quickly pulled them back.
“Is this username exclusive to someone? Why can’t I use it?”
Su Yunting’s eyes held a hint of confusion, as if she truly knew nothing and was politely asking the other person.
In reality, she wasn’t just going to use the username—she was going to steal the man too.
Using my photos for an online romance, what’s wrong with stealing your boyfriend?
He Jiaojiao had no idea what Su Yunting was thinking, and was momentarily at a loss for words from her question.
She couldn’t exactly say that this was the username she used for her online romance, and that seeing Su Yunting use the words “Little Sweetheart” now made her feel guilty and angry.
Moreover, He Jiaojiao frowned slightly and looked at Su Yunting with suspicion.
She wondered if it was just her imagination, but somehow today’s Su Yunting seemed different.
Wasn’t Su Yunting always the quiet, introverted type who was so unnoticeable she was like a transparent person?
How come today she was suddenly so articulate?
Or… had she discovered something?
At that thought, He Jiaojiao’s heart tightened.
She tentatively spoke: “It’s nothing. It’s just that this username has special meaning to me, so seeing you use it caught me a bit off guard.”
“Do you know what this username means to me?”
As she spoke, He Jiaojiao’s eyes fixed on her, trying to find the answer on her face.
Su Yunting naturally sensed her nervousness. After a long moment, she spoke, her tone leisurely drawn out: “Of course I…”
He Jiaojiao’s hands, hanging at her sides, clenched tightly as she stared fixedly at Su Yunting.
Could it be that she really found out?
Su Yunting looked at her expression, like she was facing a formidable enemy, and smiled, her tone relaxed.
“Of course I don’t know. Your business—how would I know anything about it?”
He Jiaojiao let out a sudden breath of relief, her gaze repeatedly scanning Su Yunting’s face. After confirming there was nothing off about her expression, she relaxed.
It seemed it was probably just a coincidence.
After relaxing, she realized—had Su Yunting just been deliberately messing with her?
Then she thought of Su Yunting’s previously dull, wooden personality and dismissed the suspicion.
“Change your username. It makes me uncomfortable looking at it.”
He Jiaojiao, decked head to toe in name brands, lifted her chin, her tone carrying a hint of command.
She didn’t like Su Yunting, especially that face of hers.
Her own looks were decent enough—she’d been praised as pretty since childhood—but compared to Su Yunting, she immediately seemed a bit petty and small.
But Su Yunting had been aloof and solitary since enrolling, always coming and going alone.
So people didn’t pay her much attention, and along with that, her pretty face faded into the background too, like an invisible person.
It was precisely because her presence was so low that she’d chosen to use Su Yunting’s photos for her online romance.
Besides, she’d only used Su Yunting’s photo as a Photoshop template, blending it with her own photo.
Though the final photo mostly resembled Su Yunting, if you looked closely there was still a trace of herself in it—so it didn’t count as complete appropriation.
If she ever met her online boyfriend in person, she’d just say she’d gone overboard with the Photoshop.
And given Su Yunting’s personality, leaving that pretty face unused would be a waste.
She was the one who’d given those photos a soul. The more He Jiaojiao thought about it, the more she felt there was nothing wrong with what she’d done.
So when she told Su Yunting to change her username, she wore a perfectly self-righteous expression.
Based on her usual understanding of Su Yunting, for such a small matter as changing a username, she definitely wouldn’t refuse.
However.
“What does your discomfort have to do with me?” Su Yunting tilted her head, looking at her as if puzzled.
Her voice was quiet, with no particular inflection, as if it were merely a friendly inquiry.
He Jiaojiao had already been prepared for her to agree, but the result…
He Jiaojiao: ??!
What was going on?!
This wasn’t how Su Yunting was supposed to react.
Su Yunting couldn’t be bothered to care what she thought. She stood up from the chair: “If there’s nothing else, please move. You’re blocking my way.”
She needed to go out and buy medicine—her forehead was killing her.
With that, she grabbed her phone and, ignoring the stunned He Jiaojiao, turned and left the dormitory.
After leaving the dorm, Su Yunting opened her phone and took a look.
Because He Jiaojiao had suddenly returned, she’d only had time to send one message earlier.
Strawberry Sweetheart: 【Is the photo different? Could it be that I’ve gotten prettier?】