Master Zhan, your daughter has gone out to catch ghosts again.

Chapter 121 Feng Qingti and Zhan Luya are 78% similar

"You..." The two senior students looked furious.

"I'm sorry, she's my friend, please forgive her." Xi Ling Chang smiled warmly like a spring breeze.

The two senior students immediately smiled broadly at Xiling Changxian, winking and saying, "Junior, we're from the drama club. Interested in joining? I remember you'd be perfect for our club; we're really missing a junior like you."

The two senior female students surrounded Xiling Changxian with great enthusiasm.

Taking advantage of this moment, Zhan Jinxi grabbed his suitcase and slipped away.

After completing a series of enrollment procedures, Zhan Jinxi took the key and found the dormitory assigned to her.

The dormitories are complete units, one for each person, with three bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen, and one bathroom. They are also fully furnished, and from the outside, they look like a high-end residential area.

The gift Zhan Baisui gave to Zhan Jinxi was a detached villa he bought for her near the school, but she didn't want to live there; she preferred a more lively place.

As she pushed open the door, a familiar face came into view.

Zhan Luya? What's she doing here? Didn't she already leave Kyoto? Didn't she fail to get into Tsinghua University?

Zhan Jinxi was full of questions.

"Um... classmate, did you come to the wrong room or did I come to the wrong room?"

When Zhan Luya saw Zhan Jinxi, she seemed not to recognize him at all and asked in a panic, but a sweet, innocent smile remained on her lips.

"I am in room 1121."

Zhan Jinxi realized what was happening and showed the room number on the key.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I went to the wrong room. I'm so sorry for the trouble I've caused you."

"Zhan Luya" hurriedly pulled her suitcase to leave, but suddenly she took Zhan Jinxi's arm in a familiar manner and said with a smile.

"My name is Feng Qingti. I'm in room 1122, right next to yours. Feel free to come find me if you need anything. Also, I'm in the art department."

Feng Qingti is the second young lady of the Feng Group, a conglomerate that ranks second among the world's seven major families.

Zhan Jinxi instinctively rejected Feng Qingti's enthusiasm, for some reason, it was just a feeling, an indescribable feeling.

Moreover, she was certain that she was not Zhan Luya.

Although this face looks seven or eight parts similar to Zhan Luya's, the two have completely opposite personalities and innate temperaments.

"Hey, what's your name?"

Despite Zhan Jinxi's rejection, Feng Qingti was not unhappy and her enthusiasm remained undiminished.

"Fight today in the west."

After Zhan Jinxi finished speaking, Feng Qingti asked with a smile, "Jinxi, do you know me? I noticed you were surprised when you first saw me, and... and disgusted."

"You look a lot like one of my high school classmates."

As Zhan Jinxi spoke, he took the contents of his suitcase out and arranged them neatly.

"High school classmate? We're quite a coincidence! You also resemble one of my high school classmates. We were very close; we were inseparable, even for meals, bathroom breaks, and the teacher's office. But she went abroad to study and didn't stay in China."

Feng Qingti decided not to leave. She sat down on the stool next to her and watched Zhan Jinxi pack his luggage, saying something as she did so.

Zhan Jinxi ignored her. She didn't know why, but she felt a strong aversion to Feng Qingti. Even though it was their first meeting, she just didn't like her.

Seeing that Zhan Jinxi didn't say anything, Feng Qingti didn't want to make a fool of herself. She greeted Zhan Jinxi and went back to her dormitory.

……

That evening, when Quan's father returned home, Quan Zhimo couldn't wait to tell him about the formation that Luo Jiaxin had set up for him.

As a materialist, Quan Fu would never believe such absurd feudal superstitions.

Seeing that Quan's father didn't believe her, Luo Jiaxin became even more smug. She acted coquettishly towards him, saying that it was okay, but between the lines she was expressing how much she had been wronged by Quan Zhiming.

Quan Zhiming wanted to say something, but his father scolded him back, "Enough! Do you think I don't know what kind of person Jiaxin is? Just ask me, how has your Aunt Luo treated you and your brother all these years? Very well, right? So why would she go to such lengths to harm you? Besides, this is the 23rd century now. Where did this talk of formations and ghosts come from? I think you've been bewitched. You do nothing all day long. If it weren't for Zhiheng helping out at the company, I'd be even more exhausted. And look at you! Besides wasting my money and embarrassing me, what have you done for me? You're truly useless!"

"Didn't you kick me out of the company?" Quan Zhimo said, feeling wronged.

"You're not so unlucky. I can kick you out of the company. If I didn't kick you out, my company would have gone bankrupt long ago because of you."

"All this bad luck is because of her."

"Enough! Why are you going around in circles? You're blaming others again. Haven't you heard the saying, 'The harder you work, the luckier you get'? You're not working hard enough. Look for the reasons within yourself. Stop complaining all day long, saying this person or that person is harming you. Everyone's busy; who would spend time harming you?"

Quan Zhimo was so upset by his father's scolding that tears almost welled up in his eyes. He felt so wronged! He felt incredibly wronged.

But no one understood him.

"Honey, the party's about to start, let's go."

Mr. Quan looked at Luo Jiaxin with a smile in his eyes, then put his arm around her and left.

Quan Zhimo was practically going crazy with anger.

Who would understand? He has an incredibly love-obsessed father!

Just then, Quan Zhixia returned with a grin, looking at her crazed younger brother with a puzzled expression, "What's wrong? Did you get cheated on again?"

Quan Zhimo stared at Quan Zhixia with a resentful expression.

This place is unbearable to stay in; even his own sister doesn't expect him to order anything good.

"No way, he really got cheated on?" Quan Zhixia looked at Quan Zhimo, whose eyelids were covered with a layer of mist, and he looked like he was about to cry.

"Sister, that old woman Luo Jiaxin, she..."

Before Quan Zhimo could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Quan Zhiheng's voice, "I'm back."

"You're back, so what are you yelling for? If you want milk, go find your mom." Quan Zhimo was in a bad mood and would snap at anyone he couldn't stand.

"I'll let it slide since you're so unlucky."

After Quan Zhiheng finished speaking to Quan Zhimo, he gave Quan Zhixia a deep look and then went upstairs.

"What's wrong? You've been so emotional lately. Are you really heartbroken by love?" Quan Zhixia asked with concern.

"I……"

Just as Quan Zhiming was about to speak, Quan Zhixia's phone rang. Seeing the caller ID, Quan Zhixia was overjoyed. Leaving Quan Zhixia behind, she went upstairs, saying, "Baby, wait for me a moment, I'll be done soon."

Quan Zhixia looked at her exquisitely dressed self in the mirror, turned around with satisfaction, and prepared to go out.

Before her hand even touched the doorknob, the door was opened from the outside.

Quan Zhiheng walked in, closed the door behind him, and locked it.

"Where are you going?"