Hello, Mr. Major General (1)

Chapter 36: An Uninvited Guest (1)

Shehnaaz stood on the balcony outside her room, unsure as to whether to laugh or cry.

Parth had actually stored a giant bouquet of roses in the trunk. She realized that this must have been planned beforehand, but she wasn’t repulsed; rather, she was merely thrown off by this approach. She helplessly stood on the balcony and suddenly wanted to gnaw at her nails in her increasingly nervous state. Lady Singh was standing with her and saw that things weren’t exactly going as hoped for on Shehnaaz’s end. She immediately pushed her back into the
room and waved at the rowdy group below, shouting, “Class Rep, you want to win over our Sana was just a bouquet of roses?! That’s hardly enough!”

Parth stood up and raised the bouquet in a wave like a gold medal Olympic athlete. “This is just the beginning! I’m
not through yet!”

Devoleena finally understood what it felt like to be snubbed.

Parth had confessed his love to Shehnaaz in front of all these people, and despite the fact that Shehnaaz hadn’t answered him right away, Parth was now seen as ‘off the market’ by the students at C University.

Little Temptress couldn’t stop
grinning. She pressed one hand to her ear, and pretended to hold a
microphone in the other and hold it up to Devoleena. “Cunning b*tch, was
that the first time you stubbed your
toe on a metal plate? What does it feel like to deliver yourself to the door and be rejected? Tell the audience more!”

“Piss off! Stupid transvestite!” Devoleena shoved Little Temptress and ran back to the dorm sobbing.

Parth handed the roses to Green Tea Sharma. “Give these to Sana for me.”

“For sure. By the way Class Rep, don’t forget about dinner tonight!” Green Tea embraced the roses and smoothed her hair.

Parth thought of the interview Shehnaaz’s had to attend early the next morning. He was concerned that
partying too late that night would
affect her performance.

He opened the car door and then turned to apologize to Green Tea Sharma and Little Temptress.”Oh, I’m really sorry, but I really can’t go tonight, I have something going on at
home. They called me just now to ask me to come home early. I’ve already told Sana. However, tomorrow… tomorrow is my treat for sure. He took out his phone. “I’ll book tomorrow’s reservation right now.”

Green Tea Sharma and Little Temptress exchanged a look and
turned to Parth, their voices making clear their displeasure. “Class Rep, we only promised to help you pursue Shehnaaz because you seemed sincere. Don’t deceive her.” He had just promised to buy dinner this
morning, but then changed his mind in the afternoon. Where was his sincerity? The delicate friendship he had built with Shehnaaz was already facing the danger of collapsing in the face of the new romantic progress.

Parth quickly explained. “I really had something come up. Sana knows about it too. Ask her if you don’t believe me.” Parth needed to send Shehnaaz a text immediately to communicate this plan and set up the ruse.

“Really?” Green Tea Sharma looked at Little Temptress conspiratorially and asked her with a small roll of her eyes, do you believe him?

Little Temptress shrugged her shoulders. “We’ll ask Sana when we go back.”

Parth was about to make the reservation on his phone when suddenly he had a new thought. “Does Sana like local or other cuisines?”

Green Tea Sharma pushed the roses into Little Temptress’ arms and had her go back first. She then said, “Sana tends to visit the local restaurants more often.” Her words implied that Sana’s background didn’t allow her to go to very high class restaurants.
Parth’s hand paused and a tenderness swelled from deep inside his heart. He wanted to cherish that girl well, because she was worthy of his
devotion.

“Let’s go to the Red Manor Restaurant in the city.” Parth found the phone number and called. Red Manor Restaurant was a long established foreign cuisine restaurant in C City. It was devoted to taste and experience, and the food was said to be very authentic. Of course, the prices were also outrageously expensive.

Green Tea Sharma gave silent approval when she saw that Parth had reserved for six pm at the Red Manor
Restaurant. He would likely be
spending at least ten thousand yuan on the meal. “Class Rep, let’s get something straight. This is the last time we’re helping you out. You’re
on your own after this. Sana is still young, but don’t play around with her feelings. You don’t want to mess with us.”

“Sana is lucky to have roommates like you three. Of course I’m dating her with the intent to marry,” Parth stated seriously.

It was only because the three of them had gotten to know Parth well these past four years and realised his true
and good character, that they had agreed to pull the strings for him this one time.

Green Tea Sharma turned to go back upstairs and Parth quickly texted Shehnaaz. “Rest well tonight, I’ll pick you up tomorrow morning. I told your roommates I had something going on at home and pushed the dinner to tomorrow. Don’t let that slip. Also don’t tell anyone about your interview
tomorrow. It can wait until you have the letter of acceptance.”

Anything can change before she reaches that step, Parth thought. If it were before, Shehnaaz would have thought Parth was making a fuss over nothing and being too paranoid. But
after the incident with Arti, Shehnaaz felt it was better to be more careful. Although she thought her three
roommates were unlike Arti, her final chance was tomorrow and she truly didn’t want any more trouble. She
would treat them for dinner after her interview as an apology. So when Little Temptress returned to the dorm and asked her about the plans for that night, she quietly said, “Class Rep already told me that he had something going on at home.”

“He really has something going on?” Little Temptress pouted her lips and pulled Shehnaaz down to sit beside her as she advised her earnestly.
“Sana, since it looks like you quite
like Parth, I have to warn you as an elder sister. Men are scum. Don’t be too nice to them; you have to leave
them hanging. Don’t give your heart away when they’re just a little nice to you.”

Shehnaaz felt a touch of anxiety at these words. She brushed her fingers over Little Temptress’ forehead, “My
dear sister, Little Temptress, did you experience something painful? How could you say something like that? That ‘men are scum?'”

“Tch! I’m telling you, you’ll be the one to suffer if you don’t take the advice of your elders! I have lots of experience with men and have transcended to the level
of ‘Temptress’. I can understand what a man is really up to with just a
glance!”

Little Temptress poked Shehnaaz’s forehead.

Shehnaaz and Little Temptress giggled over this for a bit, releasing the tension from the air. She then changed the topic and shared some snacks with her and the other girls as they chatted away into the night.

When midnight struck, Shehnaaz changed and laid in bed to rest. She had to wake up early tomorrow and rush to campus. Not sleeping well the night before made her in particular need of a good night’s rest.

Her friends saw that she had fallen asleep and did not disturb her. They cleaned up and went about their own
ways. Shehnaaz slept alone in the dorm until late night, when the Resident Advisor’s boorish voice crackled out of the dorm intercom and woke her.

“Shehnaaz in room 518, someone’s looking for you!”

Shehnaaz quickly got up and pulled her hair into a messy ponytail before going downstairs. A small and
exquisite vintage Beetle was parked in front of the building. An elegant lady in a grey dress suit stood beside the car. Her skin was alabaster and her face was gentle and round, like the moon’s. She had delicate brows and lips, and a full figure. She smiled at Shehnaaz. “You are Shehnaaz? I’m
Rashmi Desai, Professor Kartik Sen’s assistant.”

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I hope you enjoy reading it.
Love you all.