You're dumping me, huh? Fine, then I'll just pick up the school beauty and make her my wif

Lu Ziang hung up the phone, opened the door, and returned to his dormitory from the balcony.

He breathed a sigh of relief, pulled out a chair, sat down at his desk, and took two sips of water.

Unbeknownst to him, on the bed next to him, Xu Wenbin was subtly casting his gaze in his direction.

Although Xu Wenbin kept his head down, mechanically swiping the screen on his phone, there was no focus in his eyes as he watched videos.

Instead, it exuded an indescribable solemnity.

Xu Wenbin was in a state of utter confusion.

Although Lu Ziang had closed the door on the balcony, he was on the upper bunk by the window, and a few fragmented sentences of conversation leaked in through the crack in the balcony door, all of which reached his ears.

"Liu Wei... evidence... Gu Yanzhou... be careful..."

"Just go about your business as usual these next few days... the more normal you act, the better..."

"Jiang Sheng's internal strife... a big fish... fishing... the hook bites..."

These words were like shards of glass stuck in Xu Wenbin's mind, and he couldn't piece together a complete picture no matter what.

But at least one thing he was certain of was that Lu Ziang was reporting to Jiang Che.

For some reason, Xu Wenbin suddenly had a strange idea that Lao Lu was like a spy in a TV drama, someone planted next to someone and then passing on the information he found back to Lao Jiang.

He buried his face in the pillow, gathered his thoughts, and then secretly glanced at Lu Ziang out of the corner of his eye.

The other person was looking at their phone, completely at ease, a stark contrast to their cautious demeanor when they were on the balcony making a call.

Xu Wenbin stared at him for a while but couldn't figure it out, so he turned over and faced away from Lu Ziang, allowing himself to immerse himself in thinking about the problem more deeply.

He knew about Jiang Sheng Group; it was an enterprise owned by the Jiang family. Old Jiang had already told them about it when the school year started.

He hadn't forgotten who Liu Wei was either; the famous scene of Lao Jiang and Liu Wei's verbal battle at the opening ceremony still lingers on the school forum to this day.

He had also heard Lao Jiang mention Liu Wei many times, telling them to be careful and wary of Liu Wei in the future.

Besides, he also knew about Gu Yanzhou, whom Lu Ziang had mentioned earlier. Wasn't he the graduate student who represented Zhenyuan at the training session?

These people gathered together, with words like "mole" and "evidence" attached, didn't seem like they were talking about anything good.

Xu Wenbin suddenly had a very bold guess: Could it be that Lao Lu has betrayed us?

No way! Old Lu usually seems like such an honest and simple person. He doesn't seem like the kind of traitor who would secretly tip off the enemy.

Moreover, the tone and wording of what Lao Lu said on the phone just now clearly indicated that he was reporting his work to Lao Jiang.

If Lao Lu really is the mole, then why would he report to Lao Jiang?

But if he wasn't the mole, then what was the meaning behind his conversations with Jiang Che about Liu Wei and Gu Yanzhou?

Oh, Xu Wenbin suddenly slapped his forehead. How could he be so foolish!

Isn't it the other way around? Lao Lu is a spy that Lao Jiang planted next to Liu Wei and Gu Yanzhou!

But after the initial excitement, Xu Wenbin frowned again upon closer reflection.

Because this conclusion doesn't seem to make sense. Lu Ziang doesn't usually have any close contact with Liu Wei and Gu Yanzhou, so how could he be a spy to steal intelligence?

As for being able to get close to someone, Jiang Che is closer to Lu Ziang, since they are roommates and attend classes together every day.

Could it be that the conclusion that Lao Lu was the mole is correct?

After going around in circles for a while, Xu Wenbin felt that his brain's computing power was severely insufficient, and it started to overheat and drop frames.

However, besides that, there was another thing that made Xu Wenbin feel increasingly uneasy.

When did Lu Ziang and Jiang Che get so close?

In his memory, although Lao Lu and Lao Jiang got along well, it was far from the level of having such a late-night private chat.

Moreover, Lao Jiang had a very easygoing brotherly relationship with himself and Lao Song, but it seemed that he was hiding something from Lao Lu.

No, my mind is too cluttered; I can't figure it out.

Xu Wenbin slowly relaxed his clenched fists, tossed and turned in several different positions, but just couldn't fall asleep.

The lights in the dormitory were quickly turned off.

Xu Wenbin stared wide-eyed at the top of the bed curtains, his mind replaying the fragments he had heard over and over again.

He couldn't let this go.

Old Jiang was a true brother to him, and brotherhood is something that money can't buy.

If Lu Ziang really stabbed Jiang Che in the back, Xu Wenbin would be the first to object.

But if he guesses wrong, it wouldn't be good to wrong Lao Lu.

He had to figure this out, no matter what.

Xu Wenbin pondered this over and over again for a long time before finally deciding to ambush Lu Ziang early the next morning and ask him about these things face to face.

After figuring things out, Xu Wenbin relaxed a little.

He closed his eyes, let out a long breath in the darkness, and forced himself to fall asleep.

……

It was 6:30 in the morning, just as dawn was breaking.

Lu Ziang's biological clock woke him up on time.

He tiptoed out of bed, washed up by the sink on the balcony, and then quietly changed into his sneakers, ready to go out for a morning run.

Just as my hand touched the doorknob, I heard a low shout from behind me.

"Old Lu, wait a minute, I'll go running with you."

Lu Ziang turned around and saw Xu Wenbin leaning half his body out from the upper bunk.

His hair was a mess, like a bird's nest, and his eyes had dark circles under them, clearly indicating that he hadn't slept well.

Even so, Xu Wenbin still resolutely chose to go running with Lu Ziang.

Lu Ziang glanced at him with considerable surprise.

It's worth noting that Xu Wenbin hasn't gotten up early a single day since the start of the semester; he doesn't get out of bed until 7:58 for classes that start at 8:00.

Why am I suddenly going for a run today?

But Lu Ziang nodded anyway, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

The two left the dormitory building one after the other and jogged along the asphalt road leading to the track and field.

The campus streetlights were still on in the early morning, and the air was filled with the scent of late autumn morning dew.

Xu Wenbin started panting after running a few steps, but he gritted his teeth and kept up with Lu Ziang.

Lu Ziang was much more thoughtful than his peers. Seeing Xu Wenbin's posture, he could easily understand that Xu Wenbin was not there to run at all.

Sure enough, when the two stopped by the bench at the entrance of the track and field, Xu Wenbin was panting heavily with his hands on his knees.

After a moment, he raised his head, looked at Lu Ziang seriously, and asked intermittently, "Old, Old Lu... I, I have something to ask you, you... you have to tell me the truth."

Lu Ziang paused slightly, initially thinking that Xu Wenbin was about to make a joke as usual.

But when he saw the serious expression on Xu Wenbin's face, he realized that the other party seemed to have something important to ask.