Chapter 308: 308 Gunpowder Flavor

After agreeing, Luo Ziling then remembered that Ouyang Huihui was with them and was about to explain.

But Yang Qingyin had hung up the phone after saying, “Wait for me at the entrance of the barbecue restaurant two minutes later.”

Standing there with his phone call ended, Luo Ziling was at a loss for quite a while.

Yang Qingyin arrived in two minutes, and Luo Ziling no longer had time to go in and explain.

He hoped that Ouyang Huihui would leave now, but he felt embarrassed to go in and ask Ouyang Huihui to leave.

He couldn’t ask Ouyang Huihui to leave either; if he did, it would be too petty, and everyone would look down on him.

He had no choice but to brave it out and go to meet Yang Qingyin after leaving the barbecue restaurant.

When Luo Ziling reached the entrance of the barbecue restaurant, his sharp eyes spotted Yang Qingyin stepping out of a BMW SUV parked by the roadside.

Yang Qingyin, who got out of the car, wore big framed glasses, a hat on her head, and a large coat draped over her shoulders.

In this get-up, no one would recognize her as the top goddess of Yan University.

But Luo Ziling recognized her at first glance and quickly went up to greet her.

“Senior sister, you’re so quick?” Luo Ziling said with an embarrassed smile as he greeted her.

“With free food and drinks, of course, I would come quickly,” Yang Qingyin smiled back at Luo Ziling and said in a slightly coquettish tone, “I’m really hungry.”

“Let’s go eat, you can have as much as you want!” Luo Ziling said, feeling a bit awkward as he walked into the shop with Yang Qingyin before hesitantly adding, “There’s also an Ouyang Huihui with us. We ran into her at the school gate when we were going out for a late-night snack, and the three guys from my dormitory insisted on inviting her to join.”

The moment she heard that Ouyang Huihui was with them for the late-night snack, Yang Qingyin paused for a second but then laughed, “I was worried that I’d be the only girl and feel uncomfortable, but now I’m not worried anymore.”

Yang Qingyin’s response surprised Luo Ziling, who stared at her in amazement.

But Yang Qingyin just returned a mischievous smile and didn’t say much else.

When Luo Ziling opened the door to the private room, appearing with Yang Qingyin in front of the other four people, they all were stunned.

Cao Jianhui forgot to chew the chicken wing he held to his mouth, Wu Longjiang choked on his beer, and Li Fuming directly swallowed a very hot piece of pork belly, which was so hot that he jumped up.

Ouyang Huihui didn’t recognize Yang Qingyin standing next to Luo Ziling, but upon seeing another girl appear, she couldn’t help but be surprised, and she stopped her graceful eating.

“Yang Qingyin,” Luo Ziling said with a shy introduction and said to Cao Jianhui, who was closest to the door, “You’ve met her before.”

Upon hearing it was actually Yang Qingyin coming to join them for the late-night snack, the three guys, who had just been in an awkward state, were stunned once more and stood up involuntarily.

Yang Qingyin took off the glasses on her nose and politely greeted the three dumbfounded guys, “Hello!”

After saying hello, she nodded to Ouyang Huihui and greeted her with a soft voice, “Hello!”

However, while greeting them, she had already put away the smile she had when facing Luo Ziling alone and reverted to her usual indifferent expression.

Ouyang Huihui remained frozen, not fully reacting until Yang Qingyin greeted her, forgetting to respond.

After snapping back to reality, boundless anger surged inside her.

That bastard Luo Ziling, he actually invited Yang Qingyin for late-night snacks too, what did that make her?

She wanted to storm off to express her fury and dissatisfaction, but in the end, she just forced an awkward smile at Yang Qingyin and stood up to invite her to sit down.

Originally, Ouyang Huihui sat to the left of Luo Ziling, but after Yang Qingyin arrived, Luo Ziling still sat down in his original spot, with Yang Qingyin sitting on his right. Having two super beauties, one on the left and one on the right, made Cao Jianhui, Li Fuming, and Wu Longjiang envious to death.

But Luo Ziling didn’t feel any sense of glory, all he felt was awkwardness.

“Yang… senior,” Cao Jianhui’s voice trembled as he returned the greeting to Yang Qingyin, “I really didn’t expect that you’d be willing to join us for late-night snacks today, we’re so… so… overjoyed.”

He was a bit incoherent, his face all flushed.

Li Fuming and Wu Longjiang didn’t speak; they didn’t know what to say.

Ouyang Huihui was already seen as a goddess, and Yang Qingyin, even more so.

Yang Qingyin, whom countless Yan University guys treated as the ultimate goddess, was sitting beside them eating late-night snacks today, leaving them too excited to know what to say, even causing their hands to tremble while picking up their chopsticks.

Even though they saw Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin holding hands earlier, in their hearts, Yang Qingyin still remained an unattainably supreme goddess.

Wu Longjiang struggled to pick up a piece of fish, but after several attempts, he just couldn’t manage it, which made him feel extremely embarrassed.

The one with the worst mood, naturally, was Ouyang Huihui.

Originally the only girl, although Luo Ziling wasn’t very enthusiastic towards her, the other three guys treated her quite well, treating her as a distinguished guest, flattering her and wanting to clink beer glasses with her, and she felt somewhat pleased.

But after Yang Qingyin’s arrival, the feeling of being the hostess vanished, all the spotlight stolen by Yang Qingyin.

Seeing Cao Jianhui’s incoherence and Wu Longjiang’s inability to pick up fish, and Li Fuming’s silence with a blushed face, Ouyang Huihui knew that in their eyes, her status was far below Yang Qingyin’s. Additionally, because she didn’t want to see Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin together, Ouyang Huihui’s mood plummeted in an instant, her gaze towards Yang Qingyin less than friendly.

When Yang Qingyin walked in, she had already sensed Ouyang Huihui’s hostility towards her.

Knowing about the marriage arrangement between Ouyang Feifei and Luo Ziling, and being aware that Luo Ziling and Ouyang Huihui had several disputes, Yang Qingyin didn’t find Ouyang Huihui’s hostility surprising.

She didn’t meet Ouyang Huihui’s hostility with her own, instead, she gracefully gave a slight smile, “Ouyang Huihui, nice to meet you. I’ve heard about your reputation long ago.”

“When it comes to Yang Qingyin’s reputation, everyone at Yan University knows it well,” Ouyang Huihui said with an unfriendly demeanor, “It’s just unexpected to meet you here at a street-side barbecue joint today.”

After both women sat down, the “enemy confrontation” began, and the three men other than Luo Ziling suddenly got gossip-hungry. They didn’t say a word, pretending to eat earnestly, but their ears were perked up, extremely attentive, afraid of missing even a single punctuation mark.

“I wanted to ask junior Ziling for a treat to late-night snacks; I didn’t expect you were already eating, so I shamelessly came over to mooch,” Yang Qingyin said, looking calmly at Luo Ziling, “It seems like I’ve come at an inconvenient time. Isn’t that right, junior Ziling?”

Yang Qingyin spoke these words with a calm demeanor, instantly intensifying the tension; the three guys engrossed in eating and drinking felt their curiosity peak while Luo Ziling sat there looking utterly embarrassed.