Full-Level Rich Daughter Makes a Strong Comeback Chapter 802: Waiting

Chapter 802: Waiting

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation  Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

As soon as the words fell, all eyes in the dormitory turned to focus on Ye Leng’an.

Just moments ago, they had been discussing the matter of Murong Yumeng, and Ye Leng’an had remained silent. But now, hearing that Murong Yumeng was looking for her, they all wondered when they had met.

They were all certain that the Senior Sister Murong the girl referred to must be Murong Yumeng. In Capital University, only Murong Yumeng could command such respect as “Senior Sister Murong” from so many.

Facing the collective gaze, Ye Leng’an seemed oblivious, her focus still on the girl. She frowned slightly. “Are you referring to Murong Yumeng?”

How could she forget any interaction with Murong Yumeng? Back in the small town, their encounters were anything but pleasant. So, Murong Yumeng seeking her out now raised suspicion.

“Yes, it’s her!” The girl nodded vigorously. “You better hurry down! Senior Sister Murong is waiting!”

She couldn’t afford to let Ye Leng’an continue dragging this out, otherwise, Senior Sister Murong might think she was unreliable! She finally had a chance to impress Senior Sister Murong, she couldn’t mess it up.

Senior Sister Murong was a member of the Murong family. If she could leave a good impression on Senior Sister Murong, it would be greatly beneficial for her future.

The urgency in the girl’s voice prompted Ye Leng’an to respond. “I understand. I’ll go down shortly.”

Though she wasn’t sure of Murong Yumeng’s intentions, it seemed necessary to make the trip. Lingering here would attract undue attention.

“What? You still want to delay?” The girl’s incredulity was palpable. “Didn’t I say it? Senior Sister Murong is downstairs. Why keep her waiting? Are you going to make her wait?”

“Hey, what’s with the att.i.tude?” Zhu Bixuan interjected before Ye Leng’an could respond. “It’s Senior Sister Murong who’s come to find her! It’s not like Leng’an’s begging for her. Can’t she wait a bit longer?”

“Do you even know who Senior Sister Murong is?” The girl retorted. “She’s not only from the Murong family but also the president of our school’s student council! What right do you have to make her wait?”

The girl’s words ignited Zhu Bixuan’s anger, but before she could retort, Ye Leng’an intervened.

“In that case, tell her not to wait.” Ye Leng’an’s tone was icy. “You can inform her that if it’s not convenient, she should leave. And if you’re trying to impress Murong Yumeng, that’s your business. But don’t a.s.sume everyone is like you. Tell Murong Yumeng I’ll be down shortly. If she can wait, she can. If not, she can leave.”

“You…” The girl’s face flushed with frustration. “You’re being unreasonable. You’re just a freshman, what’s there to be arrogant about?”

With that, she stormed off.

“Leng’an, when did you meet Murong Yumeng?” With the girl gone, Zhu Bixuan’s curiosity got the better of her. “Why didn’t we hear about this before?”

Zhou Cui’an and Ling Weiwei, silent until now, were listening intently, clearly curious too.

“Not really.” Ye Leng’an shook her head. “Just a chance encounter while traveling in a small town. And it wasn’t pleasant.”

With nothing to hide, she laid it all out.

“Just like that?” Zhu Bixuan was incredulous. “Then why did she come to you?”

“Who knows what’s on her mind?” Ye Leng’an shrugged indifferently. Then, she began packing her things, appearing unrushed.

“Uh…” Zhou Cui’an hesitated. “Leng’an, should you go down to meet Senior Sister Murong first? After all, she’s our senior. Isn’t it impolite to keep her waiting?”

She found Ye Leng’an overly nonchalant. This was Murong Yumeng, a member of the Murong family. If Murong Yumeng sought her out, she’d drop everything to meet her immediately.

Though Ye Leng’an had her reasons, Zhou Cui’an doubted every word. If there was no connection with Murong Yumeng, why would she come to the dormitory?

“What’s wrong with that?” Ye Leng’an replied calmly. “I didn’t ask her to come find me, nor did she inform me beforehand. Should I drop everything just to accommodate her?”

“Exactly.” Zhu Bixuan slammed the table in agreement. “Who does she think she is? A princess? Just one command, and everyone has to obey.”

“But, Senior Sister Murong…” Zhou Cui’an hesitated.

“She has nothing to do with me,” Ye Leng’an stated flatly. “I’m not expecting any favors from her. So why should I bend over backward for her?”

Zhou Cui’an’s expression soured; she felt mocked by Ye Leng’an’s words.

Even Ling Weiwei, though silent, wore a mocking expression when looking at Zhou Cui’an.

And Zhu Bixuan, usually carefree, sensed something amiss.

For a moment, the dormitory’s atmosphere turned peculiar.

Ignoring Zhou Cui’an, Ye Leng’an finished packing and, after about fifteen minutes, descended the stairs slowly.

She wasn’t sure if Murong Yumeng was still there, but having agreed, she proceeded nonetheless.