With a complexion livid with anger, Chen Afang left in humiliation.
She hadn't expected that, as someone from Australia, she would be treated like this.
When she returned to the dorm angrily, she suddenly caught a whiff of cigarette smoke.
"Who's smoking? This is a public space—our dorm."
A half-asleep Yang Ni and Lv Xiaoxue were instantly jolted awake, confused by the commotion caused by this woman.
Fuming to the extreme, Chen Afang glanced at Natasha's bed. Sure enough, it was that Russian "bitch" again.
Bang! Bang!
"Open the door! I need to take a shower."
Natasha, who was inside the bathroom, ignored Chen Afang. But then, Chen Afang overheard her seemingly talking to someone—it sounded like she was on the phone.
"Open the door! It's my time to shower now!" Chen Afang knocked even harder.
Yang Ni and Lv Xiaoyu felt like they were about to lose their minds.
