Chapter 349: Dorm Madness

Everyone awaited Feng Nanshu’s parents’ reaction, imagining a hundred gruesome fates for Boss Jiang like being hung on the city wall, legs broken, dipped in a pig cage, fed to the dogs…

To their surprise, though they called out ‘mom and dad,’ their expressions remained utterly unfazed.

Yuan Youqin glanced at Jiang Zhenghong: “We came to attend your brother Lin Peng’s wedding and to conduct a surprise check on you.”

“Check what?” Jiang Qin poured a cup of water with the teapot.

“It’s about that CD. Our Jiang family hasn’t been on the news for eight generations. We need to see what you’re up to, as your dad and I don’t feel quite at ease.”

“Do you really need a surprise check? Since the Little Rich Girl brought that CD back, it means I’m ready for you to know. Just ask if you want to see.”

When Jiang Qin entered, there was only one seat left in the private room, the one closest to the door.

Gao Wenhui had arranged this secretly to keep Jiang Qin away from “Feng Nanshu’s parents” just in case things went south, allowing for a quick escape.

Besides, even if Jiang Qin didn’t get far, those sandwiched in the middle could easily reach out to help stop him.

And Feng Nanshu sat next to Yuan Youqin, right on the inside.

Simply put, the two were positioned across the table along a diagonal. They didn’t need to turn their heads to easily see each other.

Boss Jiang made a goofy face to tease her, noticing Little Rich Girl, though cool on the surface, had joy visible in her eyes that slightly curved her beautiful eyes and delicately curled lashes.

It had been a week since they last met. She had missed Jiang Qin but kept her feelings subdued, yet his teasing now delighted her immensely.

It was an obvious exchange of glances, but Jiang Qin, being a dog, would never admit it.

“I trust you, really. It’s just your mom who feels uneasy. That’s just how some people are, with somewhat shallow perceptions.”

Jiang Zhenghong spoke up, instantly earning a glare from Mrs. Yuan.

That’s how they were outside – Jiang Zhenghong needed to assert his authority as the head of the family: “Let’s eat first, we can talk about the visit after the meal.”

Jiang Qin snapped back to reality, diverting his gaze from that stunning face to his parents: “Let’s do as my dad says. We’ll have our meal, then I’ll take you there.”

It’s normal for parents to feel uneasy about things they don’t understand, but seeing their son so forthright, without any hint of concealment, actually reassured them.

Soon, the room’s door opened, and the waiter began bringing in the dishes ordered.

Gao Wenhui was sitting next to him, so the waiter had to reach between Jiang Qin and Gao Wenhui to serve. Both should have stood up a bit to avoid the soup splashing, but Gao didn’t.

At that moment, Gao seemed utterly frozen, her gaze a bit vacant, as if she had lost her soul.

Of course, it wasn’t just her. Every female student from Room 503, except Feng Nanshu, wore a similar expression.

Something was off. Very off.

They weren’t fools. Through the back-and-forth between Jiang Qin and “Feng Nanshu’s parents,” they quickly sensed something unusual.

None of the scenarios they fantasized about occurred. No severe questioning like “Why are you eating my daughter’s toes?”, no extreme punishment for bullying my daughter at school, nor the dramatic exodus with a hefty check in drama shows.

Instead, the aunt and uncle referred to themselves as mom and dad throughout their conversation with Jiang Qin.

From their talk, anyone could tell what was happening.

Turns out they hd been misled all along. This couple wasn’t Feng Nanshu’s parents but Jiang Qin’s.

That matched up…

Although the uncle and aunt didn’t have Feng Nanshu’s refined features, their eyes, nose, and mouth were very similar to Jiang Qin’s. If forced to compare, Jiang Qin’s features could easily be traced on the aunt and uncle’s faces.

The girls from Room 503 exchanged glances, each spotting shock in the others’ eyes, with Gao displaying a mix of shock and inexplicable excitement.

It was outrageous. Even having guessed, it was almost too shocking to believe.

Drip, drip, drip—

At that moment, Jiang Qin’s phone suddenly rang, clearly the alert tone from QQ messenger.

He pulled out his phone and saw he’d been added to a QQ group named “Chaotic Beauties 503,” likely the internal group of Little Rich Girl’s dormitory.

“Jiang Qin, are these your parents?”

“Yes, really.”

Seeing this message in the group, the girls from 503 looked up, exchanging astonished and excited glances.

Damn, what now?

Just saying, which parents travel such distances just to see their son’s friend back at school?

Especially considering the recent events in the dorm, many actions and details started to seem incredible.

They helped Feng Nanshu change her bedsheets, made her bed, even handwashing her old ones, led a massive cleanup in their dorm, and held hands with her to meals. Looking back, it was truly like they were mother and daughter!

Most importantly, Jiang’s mom kept calling her “my Nan Shu,” her eyes filled with adoration, thanking them for caring for Feng Nanshu over the past year, even treating the whole dorm to a meal because of her.

These were clearly only actions a real mother would take.

Had it not been for this, they wouldn’t have misunderstood the couple’s identity.

Not to mention close friends of the opposite sex. When Wang Haini had a boyfriend in her freshman year, even she couldn’t imagine his parents doing so much, like sending her to school or washing her bed sheets.

College days are pure and filled with dreams of the future.

Many college couples in love dream endlessly about their future, perhaps the most dreamed about is gaining their partner’s parental approval.

Who would have thought the naïve and clueless Feng Nanshu, acting like she knows nothing, would clear the toughest hurdle first? Is this like getting added to the family registry before even getting the marriage certificate? Wow, professionalism at its finest!

【Jiang Qin’s mom seems to like me a lot.】

Gao Wenhui suddenly remembered the story Feng Nanshu mentioned last winter break about visiting Jiang Qin’s house for the New Year’s Eve dinner.

At the time, she was too busy being obsessed with their romance to delve deep into that statement, simply thinking that with Nanshu’s stunning looks and sweet nature, nobody would dislike her. But she hadn’t expected this level of fondness was like that between a mother and daughter.

Geez, this isn’t just liking you—this is clearly seeing you as a future daughter-in-law.

How did she manage that?

Gao Wenhui felt her blood sugar spike, wishing she could grab a microphone right now and interview the aunt to find out just how much she adored Feng Nanshu.

Does your family own a sugar factory? Even the parents are so sweet; it’s unbelievable.

Finished, Feng Nanshu was already sticking to Jiang Qin; now that his parents adored her too, she probably was just waiting for him to marry her.

Because in a close relationship, the parents’ attitudes really do add points—and these weren’t just a few points; sometimes it could even affect whether the marriage goes smoothly.

An hour and a half later, lunch was finished, and the girls from 503 were still digesting the newfound information. The massive identity switch made many of the small details seem especially exciting.

“I never dreamed these were Jiang Qin’s parents,” Gao Wenhui sighed.

Fan Shuling nodded, “Actually, when the aunt first called him ‘Uncle Jiang,’ I was suspicious, but I really didn’t dare to think it was them because I couldn’t imagine Feng Nanshu had already stolen Jiang Qin’s family.”

Wang Haini joined in, “If my future mother-in-law is half as nice to me as Jiang Qin’s mom is to Feng Nanshu, I’d marry without a dowry.”

“Jiang Qin, that dog, still insists on saying they’re just good friends. Who has friends like that? Even novels wouldn’t dare to write it this way.”

“Aside from not admitting their feelings, every other aspect of their relationship is practically at the point of discussing marriage.”

Gao Wenhui lowered her voice, “I just asked, and Nanshu has been staying at Jiang Qin’s all vacation. It was supposed to be just two days, but Jiang’s mom couldn’t bear to let her leave.”

Fan Shuling clicked her tongue, “They’ve practically taken her in as their future daughter-in-law…”

Meanwhile, Feng Nanshu and Jiang Qin stood face to face, waiting for the parents to pay the bill, their eyes meeting and sharing a strangely pleasant connection.

Jiang Qin was holding back his laughter, so Little Rich Girl also kept a straight face, struggling to hold it in.

“What are you laughing at?”

Feng Nanshu’s expression fell, revealing a cool demeanor, “I’m not laughing.”

Jiang Qin moved closer to observe her face, asking, “How did you manage to win over my parents? I heard from Gao that she even washed your bedsheets for you.”

“Auntie is a good person.” Little Rich Girl recalled the dorm events, feeling warm inside.

“Looks like my plan worked. You really did win over my mom. Now I’ll be the one calling the shots in our old Jiang family.”

Little Rich Girl paid no mind to his plans, instead gazing at him with dewy eyes, clearly spaced out from missing him too much.

But Feng Nanshu excels at being aloof, so it was a kind of cool missing him, yet it had a contrasting vibe of a high-born beauty.