Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Song Shijun shrugged his shoulders. âThis is hard to say. She is so cute. It wonât be a surprise if someone kidnapped her.â
Mu Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes at him. âCanât you say something nice?â
She reached out her hand and hit his arm.
Saying only ominous things was as good as asking for a beating!
Song Shijun dodged and hid behind Han Qiqing, saying, âI was only just guessing. But it makes sense.â
However, Great Mistress Mu was unhappy and wanted to beat someone, so he had no choice but to take the beating.
They were standing at the door.
Soon, the clubhouseâs valet drove their car to them.
Under the gloom of the night, the lights of myriad colors along the entertainment district were dazzling.
Mu Xiaoxiaoâs legs suddenly became jelly, and she fell toward Yin Shaojie.
Yin Shaojie grabbed her waist in time, held her in her arms, and let her lean on his chest.
âWhatâs the matter? Are you not feeling well?â he whispered in her ear.
Mu Xiaoxiao blushed as she nodded. âIâm still feeling some⦠pain.â
She wouldnât dare to eat spicy dishes any more in the future. This was an experience that she could never forget as it had left her with some trauma.
Song Shijun looked at them together and joked, âHey, if you want to do that lovey-dovey stuff, go home and do it. Donât do it in front of us, okay? Consider the feelings of us lonely people, okay? Qiqing, donât you agree?â
As he was speaking, he reached out and wrapped his arm around Han Qiqingâs shoulder, indicating that the two were a group standing in opposition to the couple, Yin Shaojie and Mu Xiaoxiao.
Han Qiqing elbowed him. âWho do you mean âus?â You are the lonely one. Iâm not. Speak for yourself!â
Song Shijun was startled and said, âAre you saying⦠that you and Lu Yichen are together now? That canât be, right? How could he fall for you!â
Han Qiqing looked totally peeved, and she yelled at him, âWhat did you say? What do you mean that he wonât fall for me? Why wonât he fall for me? I dare you to say it again!â
She was so angry that she tried to strangle Song Shijun, but Song Shijun was too tall at 1.8 meters while she was only 1.6 meters, so it was hard for her to do it to Song Shijun successfully.
Song Shijun brushed her hand away easily. âSigh, wonât you stop dreaming about him? Really, Qiqing, you are not compatible with him.â
His last sentence was said in all seriousness.
âWho says we arenât compatible! Song Shijun, you are dead today!â He had touched a nerve.
Han Qiqing threw herself toward Song Shijun to hit him.
âMy dear lady, canât I tell the truth? Stop hitting me! If you hit me again, I wonât send you home!â
Han Qiqing had come in his car and didnât call her familyâs chauffeur, so it was natural that he would be the one to send her home.
âHumph! Big deal, I can walk!â
Han Qiqing seemed to be really angry with him. She swung her bag at him multiple times and then turned around in a huff.
Before she left, she waved and said to Yin Shaojie and Mu Xiaoxiao, âI will go first, goodbye!â
Then, Han Qiqing walked toward the road junction.
Song Shijun stared blankly as if he was still processing what had just happened. Was she really not going to take his car?
âHey! Qiqing! I apologize, okay?â
As a friend, he was eager to help her come to her senses, but he had made her angry instead.
Girls are really impervious to reason!
But no matter how he shouted, Han Qiqing didnât look back and continued walking away.