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Chapter 12

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So, the reason why he agreed to cancel the engagement so readily was because of Qin Yiran?

That makes sense … He wasn't willing to honor the engagement in the first place, and now that he had a girlfriend, he must be even more eager to sever all ties with her. If that was the case, he must be even more anxious to cancel the engagement than she was. But why didn't he reply to the message she sent last night? Did he not see it?

The more she thought about it, the more likely it seemed. She took out her phone from her pocket, copied the message she had sent last night, and sent it over to Lin Jiage: [When do you intend to tell your family that we're canceling our engagement?]



Lin Jiage's mood was indeed a little terrible today. From the moment he woke up in the morning until noon, he had received over a hundred messages and received quite a number of phone calls.

They were all from girls. Some were confessions, some were gifts, and some were wishing him a happy Valentine's Day …

Happy Valentine's Day …

I don't even have a girlfriend, how the heck am I supposed to be happy Valentine's Day …

Lin Jiage's head hurt from all the messages and phone calls, so he switched off his phone.

The Student Union was holding a school anniversary event, and Lin Jiage was one of the organizers.

The other organizer was from the Art Faculty, and he had already arranged to meet him at the canteen two days ago to discuss the event.

Not too long after he arrived at the canteen, the organizer of the Art Faculty arrived. It was a female student.

The female student sat down in front of him, and a second later, she said, "My name is Qin Yiran. Did you receive the paper crane that I had a friend bring you last night?"

Paper crane … Lin Jiage pondered for a moment, and he recalled that there was such a thing.

Qin Yiran: "Do you like it?"

Last night, Lu Benlai seemed to have said that she was the campus belle … But her looks weren't all that great … When did G University's attractiveness drop to such a level?

Immersed in his thoughts, Lin Jiage didn't say a word.

Faced with his silence, Qin Yiran didn't seem displeased at all, "I folded it myself, and it took me half a year to do so …"

And this campus belle isn't any different from other girls …

Lin Jiage frowned, and with a hint of impatience in his voice, he interrupted Qin Yiran, "Student, I only have half an hour, so I'll have to trouble you to talk about something serious."

Qin Yiran's expression froze.

Lin Jiage thought that Qin Yiran would leave in a huff, but in the next second, a radiant smile blossomed on Qin Yiran's face, and she really began talking about the school anniversary.

Lin Jiage listened attentively, occasionally expressing his opinion on the matter.

Half an hour later, Lin Jiage ended the discussion punctually and left the restaurant.

Returning back to his dormitory room, Lin Jiage lazily leaned against his chair and switched on his laptop to continue watching the movie that he hadn't finished in the afternoon.

Just as the movie was about to end, Lu Benlai and Xia Shangzhou, who had gone shopping at the supermarket, returned.

The quiet dormitory immediately became lively.

Xia Shangzhou's timing was impeccable. A second after the movie ended, he turned to Lin Jiage and said, "Boss, I've bought the things you wanted from the supermarket. Can you come online now to play with me and Sis Yao?"

"Oh, okay." As a man of few words, Lin Jiage replied to Xia Shangzhou with a single word before picking up his phone and switching it on.

The phone rang for about two minutes before it finally quieted down.

Only then did Lin Jiage unlock the screen and enter his phone.

He casually clicked on the "99 +" notifications and glanced at the unread messages inside. They were all confessions of all kinds from unknown numbers.

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