Chapter 197: Chapter 197: Laughing Happily (Extra

Updates for Over 10,000 Weekly Recommendation Votes)

Translator: 549690339 I

Purple Summers’ spirits began to soar.

She placed the coffee in front of Zara Jameson with a warm smile, her voice sweet with youthful charm, “Jane McCain is really slow. She couldn’t have overslept, could she? It’s almost noon.”

Zara Jameson gave her a curious look, not understanding how her mood had changed so quickly. She was so gloomy just a moment ago.

“You seem very happy?” Zara Jameson asked, somewhat puzzled.

“Yes, I am.” Purple admitted readily, her eyes slightly narrowed, “I’ve suddenly experienced the ‘blessing in disguise’ feeling.”

“Huh?” Zara Jameson was left more confused.

“I thought something bad had happened, but after much thought, I came to realize it’s actually quite beneficial to me.” Purple’s smile was inscrutable.

Zara Jameson was utterly baffled.

But Purple did not explain further. She indulged in her joy. The more she thought about it, the happier she felt. Her lips were curved up in an uncontrollable smile, every cell in her body radiant with exhilaration.

She had finally gotten rid of a demon!

She should celebrate this! This was more exciting to her than coming in first on an exam!

Being jealous over Alexander Summers was utterly foolish! Not only should she not be jealous, but she should also exuberantly celebrate!

When Jane McCain arrived, Purple enthusiastically declared, “I’m treating you all today. Eat and play to your heart’s content!”

Jane McCain and Zara Jameson exchanged glances.

“What’s with her today?”

“Not sure, maybe… She did well on her test on Friday?”

The three girls strolled down the pedestrian street for a while, then went to the cinema together.

Jane McCain chose a literary movie. However, Zara Jameson found literary movies too melancholic, and since she tended to cry easily, they all ended up choosing a popular light-hearted romantic comedy.

—The plot of the movie was about an unpopular guy at school, secretly in love with the school idol. As graduation day approached, the unpopular guy, not willing to part ways with his crush just yet, embarked upon a series of confession activities, which were full of comic blunders.

The auditorium was filled with laughter. But when it came to laughing, Purple Summers surpassed everyone.

She laughed at the hilarious scenes, and at the non-hilarious scenes, she laughed as well.

Both Zara Jameson and Jane McCain felt that Purple’s mood was unusually high today.

“Did she win the lottery?” Jane McCain teased her.

Purple remained silent with a smile.

After witnessing Alexander Summers in a cozy position with another woman, she had quickly adjusted her mindset, no longer wallowing in meaningless loss, but instead, achieving a sense of liberation.

This movie was precisely to her taste, allowing her to laugh heartily whenever she wanted.

Halfway through the movie, the screening room suddenly plunged into darkness.

Everyone was shocked.

“What’s going on?”

“Is it a technical issue?”

“What a drag, we were in the middle of watching…”

In the screening room, people were all talking at once.

Purple and her friends were also puzzled, unclear about the situation.

Thankfully, a staff member soon made a statement—

“We are terribly sorry for the inconvenience caused by the technical issue. The screening will now stop. Please exit through the right passage orderly…”

In the darkness, people were complaining about how they had paid for the movie only to be asked to leave halfway. What kind of situation was this?

Another staff member assured that the loss would be compensated ten times the ticket price and free admission to the next screening of the movie, which gradually decreased the complaints.

Although Purple, Jane McCain, and Zara Jameson were disappointed, they had no choice but to slowly join the crowd moving towards the exit.

Once outside the screening room, the lights were bright.

“Weird. The lights are on out here. Why didn’t they turn them on inside? I got stepped on several times, “Jane McCain complained.

Zara Jameson looked around and asked, “Where’s Purple? Have you seen her?”

“Huh? I thought she was with you.”

“No, she wasn’t…”

“Call her and ask.”

They dialed her number, but nobody answered.

Purple watched as the exit door slowly closed, yet she was frozen, unable to utter a word.

Alexander Summers’ fingers gently traced her face, his voice hoarse, “Purple, you were laughing joyfully just now, huh?”