The Coveted Gloomy Beta Roommate Chapter 52.1

Chapter 52: Bite Back: Nurse, Do You Want to Buy Me? Part 1

Lin Mo didn’t want to message Lu Zhi, but currently, Lu Zhi was the person closest to Tang Xingye.

His eyes were cold. Lin Mo: [Is Tang Xingye in the dorm right now? There’s a small problem with his experiment sample. He didn’t reply to my message, ask him to come over.]

Lu Zhi: [???? Isn’t he in the lab?]

Lin Mo scoffed. Lu Zhi was truly a watchdog who looked good but was useless; he couldn’t even keep track of where his owner was.

He deliberately paused for a few seconds before sending the carefully woven bait. Lin Mo: [He said this morning he was going to the North District to pick privet berries. He hasn’t come back yet.]

Once the message was sent, Lin Mo headed back to school. Let Lu Zhi cause a scene. The bigger the scene, the better—until Tang Xingye got sick of that stupid dog.

…

Pei Lian went home to recover. Tang Xingye refused to go with him or accept his ride, returning to school by himself.

The night breeze blew gently. Tang Xingye’s mind cleared up. He replied to WeChat messages, giving a brief response to Lu Zhi.

Lin Mo had actually sent him a string of messages. Tang Xingye scrolled to the earliest one from four hours ago.

Lin Mo: [The lecture has started, are you here?]

Lin Mo: [I signed in for you.]

Three and a half hours ago.

Lin Mo: [It’s getting to the main topic, are you coming?]

Two hours ago.

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Lin Mo: [Are you there?]

One and a half hours ago.

Lin Mo: […It’s over.]

Half an hour ago.

Lin Mo: [Did the privet berries snatch you away?]

Lin Mo was actually making a joke? And he said he’d sign in for him at the lecture.

Tang Xingye: [Sorry, didn’t check WeChat.]

Lin Mo replied very quickly: [It’s fine.]

He hasn’t slept yet?

Tang Xingye couldn’t help but wonder if Lin Mo was waiting for his message, but quickly realized Lin Mo often studied secretly until 2 AM. Maybe he was just taking a break to check his phone.

A familiar burning sensation rose in his stomach. The next second, as if confirming Tang Xingye’s guess:

Lin Mo: [I’m still organizing the lecture notes. Do you want to see them?]

[No need.] Tang Xingye replied quickly, his thumb hovering over the send button, then suddenly deleted it.

— Too stiff. Lin Mo just helped me sign in.

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His fingertip hovered over the screen for a few seconds before typing: [Thanks, I’ll check the official account tomorrow and organize them myself.]

Tang Xingye instantly felt another Mariana Trench opening up between him and Lin Mo; he was being left far behind.

Ever since Lin Mo came to the lab to help him, Tang Xingye had immersed himself in the project, putting his rivalry with Lin Mo to the back of his mind. The guilt from the car accident meant he rarely wrote bad things about Lin Mo anymore.

On the other side of the screen, Lin Mo could imagine the Beta’s expression. He hooked the corner of his mouth slightly and continued typing: [I’m reading the latest version of the supplementary materials. I recommend you read it.]

Tang Xingye: “?”

The moment he wasn’t at school, Lin Mo started grinding like crazy to surpass him.

Tang Xingye suddenly felt a sense of crisis. Lin Mo’s GPA was going to overtake his. He had to go back and catch up.

Turning into a dimly lit alley, two drunken Alphas blocked his way. They spoke in thick accents, “Yo, where did this Omega come from? Play with us brothers for a bit.”

Tang Xingye frowned. Their pheromones mixed with alcohol smelled like rotting, moldy apples—nauseating. He instantly associated it with his alcoholic father.

Physiological disgust welled up in his heart, and his face turned grim. He wasn’t afraid of fighting, just the trouble of dealing with the aftermath.

Suddenly, a muffled thud came from the alley entrance.

Someone had kicked one of the hooligans over.

Tang Xingye took a step back, pressing against the corner of the wall, watching the sudden brawl with cold eyes.

The newcomer’s combat ability was obviously higher than these two punks. He dealt with them cleanly and ruthlessly, grabbing hair and grinding faces against the uneven wall. Screams rang out incessantly.

Tang Xingye was about to take the opportunity to leave when the dark figure suddenly turned around and grinned at him.

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“Wow, what a coincidence, Roommate.”

It was Ji Chen.

The smell of blood on him hadn’t dissipated. His knuckles were red and swollen, and his bandages were stained with irregular bloodstains—clearly, he had been in a fierce fight before coming here.

Anyone who could beat Ji Chen into this state was definitely not ordinary.

— See less, get in less trouble.

Rich people had many secrets; the more you knew, the more trouble you had.

Tang Xingye turned to leave, but his wrist was suddenly seized. Ji Chen’s voice carried a hint of rogue charm.

“Running away right after I helped you? That’s not cool.”

A strong scent of rust hit his face. Tang Xingye struggled but couldn’t break free. The other’s clothes, stained with undried blood, rubbed against his own.

He’d have to hand-wash that when he got back. Good thing his clothes were black; the dirt wouldn’t show.

Tang Xingye looked at Ji Chen coldly, expressionless. “I didn’t ask for your help.”

Inside, he was practically laughing in anger. Ji Chen clearly just had itchy hands and wanted to beat someone up. He got Tang’s clothes dirty and still tried to claim a favor, saying “I’m helping you.” What a calculation.

How had he not noticed Ji Chen was a bad egg too?

Ji Chen’s gaze rested on Tang Xingye’s unmoved expression. His skin was cold white, his lip color pale, always giving the illusion of fragility.

His lips were pursed, the line tight, inadvertently revealing his displeasure. This emotion diminished the fragility, making him look vivid.

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Faced with Tang Xingye’s ingratitude, Ji Chen chuckled low. “But I wanted to.”

Tang Xingye recalled unpleasant memories. Seeing Ji Chen’s smile was annoying.

“Trouble found you, so you must be in a bad mood.” Ji Chen didn’t think it was his fault at all. He took out his phone and looked at a food delivery app. “I’ll treat you to a late-night snack.”

Ji Chen’s sudden concern made Tang Xingye feel baffled, but the feeling quickly faded, leaving only a subtle emotion. He kept a straight face, but his nose caught a faint scent of cedarwood.

Ji Chen’s state seemed like he was approaching a rut.

“I don’t have a habit of eating late-night snacks.” Tang Xingye politely refused. After all, on the surface, they were still good roommates.

Ji Chen didn’t know Tang Xingye had written many bad things about him. Thinking of the little grudge notebook, Tang Xingye missed Lin Mo again.

“What do you want to drink?”

Tang Xingye glanced at the screen. The price of a milk tea shocked him—much more expensive than the ones he made at his café job.

Syrup cost 3 yuan, creamer 4 yuan, cup and packaging 2 yuan… net profit over 60%.

He subconsciously bit the soft flesh inside his cheek, suppressing the corners of his mouth. Ji Chen actually paid for such high-profit items? It showed Ji Chen wasn’t very bright either, happy to be a sucker.

The lingering irritation suddenly dissipated. Tang Xingye lowered his eyes and swiped across the screen, deliberately stopping at a mid-to-high-priced item: “This one.”

Ji Chen raised an eyebrow, his gaze moving from the slightly glowing eyes to Tang Xingye’s face.

The usually cold face was now coated in a fuzzy light by the dim streetlamp. The cat ears hidden in his hair seemed to twitch slightly with his mood swings.

There it is again.

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Tang Xingye didn’t realize it, but while he was secretly gloating, the corners of his tightly pursed lips were curling up uncontrollably, like a kitten that had stolen a fish, its tail flicking gently behind it.

Ji Chen’s lips also curled into a smile. “Sure? Full sugar, extra ice?”

“Mn.” Tang Xingye nodded, the corners of his mouth lifting high in his heart.

Order placed. Ji Chen put away his phone. “Let’s find a place to sit first.”

“……”

Ji Chen’s expression of zero heartache made Tang Xingye feel that this amount of money was irrelevant to him.

Ji Chen: ?

Unhappy again?

Ji Chen led Tang Xingye into a nearby old residential building. The stairwell smelled of damp mold.

Tang Xingye frowned internally. It looked very much like a crime scene from a legal show.

Ji Chen wouldn’t have discovered his little schemes and decided to finish him off here, right? Tang Xingye quietly touched the taser in his pocket. It should be enough to take down an Alpha.

Tang Xingye stopped at the door, looking at the dark entrance like the mouth of an abyssal beast, and asked warily, “Why are we here?”

Ji Chen turned the key, pushed the door open, and hit the lights. Warm yellow light instantly filled the room.

Only then did Tang Xingye see that Ji Chen was covered in blood, looking just like a criminal who had escaped a violent movie scene.

Noticing Tang Xingye’s gaze, Ji Chen laughed, “It’s not mine. It’s someone else’s.”

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