Rebirth of an Idle Noblewoman (1-200)

Chapter 178: You Wanna Strike Her Off?

“Shen Nianzhi, someone’s waiting for you downstairs.” She had just come out of the shower after returning to her dorm room. Feeling exhausted, both mentally and physically, all she wanted was a good night’s sleep. However, even that wish was taken away when her housemate pushed her door open and informed her about her unexpected visitor.

Her housemate was speaking in such a friendly manner that she found it weird. Because she had taken time off and it had been two months since she last stepped foot in her school, most of her classmates and housemates were treating her particularly coldly. This was more so for her housemates. It seems they have already made a pact; whenever she was nearby, they would start acting strangely. And yet, here she was, speaking to Shen Nianzhi as if they were the best of friends.

Shen Nianzhi had no idea who that person waiting for her was. She thanked her housemate and headed downstairs immediately.

After she left, another housemate of hers who was lazing on her bed asked nonchalantly, “Now you’re concerned about her?”

“The two looking for her downstairs didn’t seem like they were regular people.” Her housemate was still in a dazed state. Although she didn’t manage to catch a glimpse of the man’s face, she did take a good look at the young woman who was standing next to him. Something about her appearance felt comfortable. That girl was shockingly beautiful and for some reason, she seemed pretty familiar.

She was the type of person people gravitated toward automatically.

And so, her impression of Shen Nianzhi improved after seeing this friend of hers. As the Chinese proverb goes, one who loves a house, loves the crow that stands upon its roof too.

“Someone’s looking for her?” The girl on the bed sat up instantly.

That girl then flipped her closet open to put on some fresh new clothes. Her housemate was surprised by the sudden ruckus. “Why are you acting so surprised?”

The girl that was initially lazing on her bed waved her housemate goodbye before dashing out the door. At the same time, she dialed a phone that she had recently saved into her phone.

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Meng Yufan had just returned to Sima Jun’s villa. Mu Yunfan did not return to his home; he had been staying here, at his master’s place so that he was the first one to receive any updates.

Fortunately, Shen Nianzhi had not leaked who that person was. With an innocent smile, Meng Yufan went upstairs to Mu Yunfan’s room.

“Miss Meng, Mr. Mu’s in his study room. I don’t… I don’t think you should go in at the moment.” The cleaner lady went stopped Meng Yufan when she was reaching out to grab the door handle of Mu Yunfan’s room.

Meng Yufan tried incredibly hard to suppress her twisted mind from breaking loose. She directed a sweet smile at the servant.

“Yufan? Why are you here today?” Walking out of his bedroom, Meng Yufan was the first person Sima Jun saw, which puzzled him. With a gentle and concerned voice, he said to her, “Look at the downpour outside. Go take a hot shower and get a change of clothes. You don’t want to catch a cold would you?”

“Grandpa Sima, I’ve come here for something today.” Meng Yufan clung onto Sima Jun’s wrist and led him downstairs. “I would like to enter a competition with this painting of mine.”

“Painting?” A glow appeared in Sima Jun’s eyes. If it’s something worthy of competition, then it must be a fairly special painting. Meng Yufan was born into a family of artists, not to mention the two years she had spent in America learning about the subject. In other words, her skills were by no means, mediocre.