Chapter 69: Slapping Linda Hard...

There was a commotion in the hallway outside.

Before long, Anna came rushing in, wearing denim shorts that showed off her shapely hips and a plain shirt that radiated youthful allure, her face full of panic.

She shut the door, came straight over, and regardless of the others present, looked at the bruises on Ryan’s face with concern.

Then she immediately lifted his shirt, touching and feeling around, asking anxiously, "You fought with Link? Where are you hurt? The school nurse isn’t reliable, let’s go to the hospital for a checkup."

Linda felt a pang of jealousy, but she agreed, "Yeah, it’s better to get checked out just to be safe."

Ryan said sheepishly, "It’s fine, I’m tough. I won the fight, why would I need a hospital?"

No one expected that at this moment, Anna’s eyes would turn fierce. She suddenly spun around and delivered a slap.

The crack was especially sharp. Linda’s head snapped to the side, her hair disheveled, instinctively covering her face.

"You..."

Linda wanted to lash out, but the coldness in Anna’s gaze made her back down instantly.

Anna knew exactly what Linda had been trying to do—she wanted to make a public declaration in front of everyone. Even if Tina got upset, she could use it as an excuse to explain herself.

More importantly, she didn’t need to worry about looking like a scheming bitch in Ryan’s eyes. She could even openly compete with Tina.

But she hadn’t expected things to blow up this much, with Ryan getting hurt in a fight. That was not something she had anticipated, and it was her fault.

"Linda, Anna... alright, stop it. She didn’t mean it either."

Ryan was startled and quickly stepped between the two.

Linda was already crying. After taking that slap, her pouty look was even more pitiful—the kind that made anyone feel sorry for her.

She threw herself into Ryan’s arms and sobbed delicately, "It’s not Anna’s fault. She was right to hit me... it’s all my fault. Otherwise Ryan wouldn’t have gotten hurt."

Anna’s eyes were also glistening with tears. "I’m sorry, Ryan. Just thinking about you getting hurt, I couldn’t control myself."

She bit her lower lip, apologized to Linda, and then leaned into Ryan’s other side.

Linda sobbed pitifully, "It’s not Anna’s fault. It really is my fault. She was just worried..."

Wester and Jason were dumbfounded. What kind of earthly battlefield was this? What kind of surreal scene?

They weren’t drunk or on drugs—how could they be hallucinating like this? Their pathetic simp roommate...

On his left was Linda, a department-beauty-level girl. On his right was Anna, the school beauty who topped every guy’s fantasy list at Videl.

Both of them were crying pitifully right now, and Ryan had his arms around them, trying to comfort them. His clumsy tongue left him at a complete loss.

He was clearly holding two beauties in his arms, soft and warm, yet his face wore a helpless, awkward smile.

Wester and Jason exchanged glances and wisely got the hell out. This wasn’t the time to watch the drama—they no longer recognized this world.

"Alright, stop crying. I’m not dead."

After coaxing them for a while, Ryan rarely lost patience. The two scheming girls, having fought to a draw, immediately backed off and wiped their tears.

"I’m hungry. Let’s go eat. I’ll head out first."

Both of them had red eyes from crying. If he walked out of the boys’ dorm with them now, there’d definitely be more messy rumors.

After beating up Link in the end, Ryan actually felt pretty good. The only downside was that his attribute points were gone.

But that was fine—Anna’s affection was at 95, and Linda’s was already 92.

He should spend more money on them now, quickly push their affection higher. 95 was just a passing grade—the higher the number, the better the rewards should be.

Ryan waited at the school gate. People passed by occasionally, pointing and whispering...

Suddenly, a white BMW stopped right in front of him with a sharp brake, nearly hitting him. Even though it missed, it still scared him.

The passenger window rolled down. In the passenger seat sat Tina, looking conflicted, a bit guilty, and with a hint of jealousy.

In the driver’s seat, Kai gripped the steering wheel and said disdainfully, "Oh, waiting for a ride? Why don’t you drive your Ferrari out?"

Ryan looked over.

Tina turned her head away.

Kai was very pleased with that reaction and immediately taunted him, "You little bastard, just you wait. I don’t know how you got them to play along with your act, but I’m going to expose your poor-ass true colors."

With that, he floored the gas and sped off.

In the past, seeing Tina with another man would have made Ryan panic.

But now, maybe because the bound targets hadn’t triggered anything, or maybe after tasting those living, breathing beauties Ryan realized he felt absolutely nothing inside.

Logically, to raise affection, he should keep them apart and avoid those dorm-room standoffs like needles against wheat.

But after they cleaned up, they came one after the other. Though they didn’t talk to each other, there was no gunpowder between them either.

God knows, just a week ago Ryan was still a virgin. Now facing this kind of battlefield, he had zero experience.

But if you’re shameless, you’re invincible. After a moment of scalp-tingling anxiety, Ryan said directly, "Let’s grab a cab. Angler said some interior accessories arrived. He wants you to go pick out the styles."

At that, Anna was overjoyed. Linda looked thoughtful, a sour feeling rising uncontrollably in her heart.

They took a cab to the luxury car club. In the spacious first floor, the Ferrari SF90 sat in the most prominent spot.

As soon as they entered, Anna sweetly latched onto Ryan’s arm, admiring the top-tier sports car that would soon be hers under the bright lights.

Not to be outdone, Linda grabbed his other arm, pressing her soft breasts up against him just like Anna did, her eyes dazzled as she took in the beautiful cars all around.

Angler was chatting with a technician. When he saw this scene, he immediately gave a thumbs up. "Aryan.. No Ryan. What happened to your face?"

Ryan touched his face and shook his head. "Got into a fight with someone."

Angler’s expression turned serious.

"Come on, at our level, do we really need to fight with our own hands?"

"Tell me who it is. I’ll have someone teach him a lesson. If that’s not enough, we can arrange a little accident..."

"No need. I’ll handle it myself."

Ryan gave a helpless smile. "Are the car interiors here yet?"

Angler nodded. "They’re all here. Ms. Anna, come over and take your pick."

Ryan said cheerfully, "Anna, go pick what you like. We’ll just look around."

"Okay."

Although Anna didn’t want to give them alone time, she knew she couldn’t control that and there was no point being jealous over such things.

She agreed and went with Angler to pick interiors. Ryan took Linda for a short walk and then went straight up to the second floor.

He ordered two drinks from the bartender and brought her to a secluded corner sofa.

"I’m sorry, Ryan. It’s all my fault... please forgive me, okay?"