Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Chapter 588

Every year on Christmas Eve, the Bioinformatics Faculty organizes a freshers' mixer aimed at all the unmarried postgraduate students.

Its purpose? To widen the circle of friends and ease into campus life more comfortably.

After several editions, it gradually morphed into an official "dating" event.

Plainly put, it's a convenient way for everyone to find boyfriends or girlfriends!

Of course, those who are already in relationships are welcome too, as long as they bring their partners along.

However, all this had nothing to do with Roseanne.

Juggling classes at Kingswell University and lab work at the Business School, her mind was always occupied with experimental procedures and data collection. How could she possibly spare time for what was dubbed as a "social mixer"?

So when she received the invitation, her reaction was one of utter confusion.

Especially since the invitation had "Roseanne" written in bold and enlarged font. Now, that was even more puzzling.

After all, you needed to sign up to attend the mixer.

Roseanne hadn't signed up, so how did she end up with an official invitation?

Suddenly, something clicked, and she narrowed her eyes.

Turning around, she saw Mamie trying to sneak away from the lab bench on tiptoes, attempting a quiet escape. "Freeze!"

Mamie stiffened, then after two seconds, turned around with a grin: "Hehe... Did you need something from me, Roseanne?"

do you think you're

"The cafeteria."

"Didn't we just eat?"

I got hungry again,

Right, a snack!

trying to flee with her tail between her

but before you leave, maybe you want to explain what this is

the invitation

clearly panicked, her

"No sweet-talking, spill the beans. Start

I've been meaning to tell you this

"Yeah?"

her mind, signed us both up for the mixer. Thought it'd be fun to check it

en

up. Why drag me into it?" Mamie pouted, turning her back and lowering her

people. It'd

since enrollment, and it was natural to feel

dull alone, so she conveniently signed Roseanne up as

walked over,

arm

acting all cute: "Please,

me, belongs

you

"...It's not about the

steak? How about two steak dinners and

just want to eat

dear, beautiful, intelligent,