My Archenemy Husband Chinese Short Drama

During Freshers' Week, I received a message.

"Hello, freshman. Please send me your name, social security number, and a bank card's number in the following format. Thank you."

As an educated woman who had seen a lot, I couldn't help but scoff.

"Ha, you think you can fool me with such a bad trick? Dream on!"

Feeling like a modern-day heroine, I decided to report this pathetic scammer.

Later that evening, when there was no scheduled event, the college organized an Experience Sharing Session for the new-comers.

A handsome guy who bore a striking resemblance to Tom Cruise walked in, instantly captivating the group of girls. They were utterly smitten.

During the Q&A session, I was unexpectedly singled out. "Excuse me," my voice piped up, "Can I have your contact information?"

"Well," he said, staring at me with a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. "My account was just reported by some new-comer girl this afternoon."

*

Originally, there was no evening training, so my roommate Tina and I had planned to find some fun.

But then, our counselor tagged everyone in the group chat.

"Good afternoon, freshmen. An experience sharing session tonight in Room 801. The meeting is of great importance. Please try your best to attend."

My roommate Tina Holden immediately put down her makeup brush. "Ugh, what a buzzkill. I just thought we finally had a free evening."

I was already halfway through my eyeliner, so I decided to finish it off and added a bold lip color for good measure.

"Wow, Vanessa, your makeup looks just like your profile pic. It's gorgeous!"