How embarrassing! So embarrassing!

The moment Cen Yu uttered his lines, he started digging his toes into the ground. He thought that if he were one of the other two people in the car, he would probably be glued to his phone, livestreaming his complaints to his friends, and posting on Weibo, Douban, and Xiaodigua, complaining that his colleague was a complete scumbag.

To make their post even more popular, Cen Yu went all out—

"Huh? I hear the washing machine." He was just making trouble out of nothing.

"Did you not wash them by hand? I've told you so many times, clothes must be hand washed!"

Yu Xinyu's voice sounded a little aggrieved, "No, honey, you must have misheard me."

"I'm really hand-washing you, listen."

As they spoke, the sound of rubbing clothes came through the voice message.

Cen Yu looked at the two people in the front seat, but didn't see any obvious expression on their faces—as expected of mature adults, they were both so good at putting on an act.

Enough, let's stop this farce. Cen Yu felt she had really pushed herself in this performance, and left with a curt remark—

"Alright, alright, I'm in my colleague's car, stop making excuses, I'm hanging up." Then he quickly hung up the phone.

Just as he finished speaking, Lou Baichuan drove away from the underground parking garage. Cen Yu sat in the back seat, waiting for the first person to ask a question.

But they didn't notice that the two people in front of them seemed to have temporarily lost their hearing; no one asked, no one was curious, and no one looked down on them!

My goodness, city dwellers are so reserved and reserved, how can they not gossip about this?!

Cen Yu's gaze fell on Lou Baichuan in the driver's seat. Lou's hand was on the steering wheel, and when his sleeve fell down, it revealed the watch on his wrist—an important prop for later.

Cen Yu discovered Lou Baichuan's raid on her home because she found this watch inside!

Seeing that Lou Baichuan seemed focused on driving and didn't seem to be offering any opinions, Cen Yu couldn't sit still any longer... He looked at Gao Lanyuan, who was directly in front of him, his eyes full of suspicion.

Isn't this the senior you admired in college?

You can't even recognize the voice your senior idolizes?

Seemingly because Cen Yu's gaze from the back seat was too intense, Gao Lanyuan in the front suddenly turned around—

"Brother Cen, do you want some?" He pulled out a piece of orange candy. "Eat this to tide you over if you're hungry."

"..." If we're not brothers, don't you have anything else to say?

The conversation just now was so explosive, and you don't have any thoughts on it at all?

Cen Yu's mind was full of thoughts, but he couldn't bring himself to say them. He could only reach out and take a piece of orange candy that the other person offered. "Thank you."

"By the way, Brother Cen." Gao Lanyuan turned to look at Cen Yu.

His face was partially hidden in the shadows by the light. He smiled at Cen Yu and said, "I just called, is that your girlfriend, Brother Cen?"

Hehe, here I am.

Cen Yu thought to himself, "Sure enough, this guy can't hold back." He looked at Lou Baichuan over there, but unexpectedly, their eyes met in the rearview mirror. Although Lou Baichuan seemed to only glance at the back seat casually, Cen Yu knew—

Stop being stubborn, bro. You're really curious to death, aren't you?

"No." Cen Yu chuckled softly. He unwrapped the candy, popped it into his mouth, and his tongue piercing just touched the hard orange candy. "My roommate."

"What a scumbag!" Cen Yu thought. "They've been talking like this, and he can still say the other person is just a roommate. Isn't that the epitome of a scumbag?"

He had expected Gao Lanyuan to criticize him at least once, but instead she nodded.

"That was indeed a bit too much."

“Why does my roommate ask so many questions?” Gao Lanyuan’s words were so biased they were almost out of the blue. “Brother Cen, are you sharing an apartment with someone? I happen to have an apartment close to the company. It’s a bit tight for me to rent alone. Why don’t you move in and we can share an apartment? The rent will be cheaper.”

Cen Yu bit into the orange candy in her mouth, "No."

"What a pity," Gao Lanyuan said. "If you and I lived together, we could go see my friend's band live."

"What band's live performance?" Lou Baichuan, who had been silent until now, suddenly asked.

Seemingly surprised that Lou Baichuan would respond, Gao Lanyuan glanced at him and said, "It's a rock band of my friend's, not famous, you don't know them."

"You two both like rock music?" Lou Baichuan asked.

“I’m so-so,” Cen Yu said, resting his head on the window and looking at the other driver. “Xiao Gao likes it.”

"Yes, it's what I like."

After he finished speaking, Lou Baichuan didn't respond, and the atmosphere in the car immediately turned cold—fortunately, the place for the dinner was already in sight.

...

After Lou Baichuan parked the car, he watched Gao Lanyuan and Cen Yu chatting and laughing.

He thought to himself, "Like a peacock spreading its tail feathers."

He looked at Cen Yu, who was tall and slender. Although he always seemed tired and indifferent, he was still very attractive when he wasn't talking because of his good looks.

—When not speaking.

Lou Baichuan scoffed inwardly. He had heard the conversation inside the car clearly, and his contempt for the other person grew even stronger.

I don't know what Gao Lanyuan is thinking. She can actually be attracted to someone like that, even though she is indeed beautiful.

He deliberately made his footsteps heavy, and the two people talking beside him noticed his arrival.

"Let's go up together," Lou Baichuan said.

Cen Yu glanced at Lou Baichuan on her left, then at Gao Lanyuan on her right, wondering why she had become the sandwich filling.

But it was a bit strange whether he stepped back or went out alone... Thinking of this, Cen Yu stopped worrying and simply walked into the dining area with the two gatekeepers.

The department has just over 20 people.

We had booked a large private room, and we were thinking of eating something else, but everyone in the poll said hot pot.

As soon as Cen Yu stepped inside, he smelled the aroma of hot pot. He wanted to find a seat away from Lou Baichuan and Gao Lanyuan, but found that there were only three empty seats left in the entire private room.

After sitting down, he glanced at Gao Lanyuan, who was sitting to his left, and then at Lou Baichuan, who had come to his right.

I was thinking, "You guys even change formations?"

"I don't care! You're late, so have a few drinks first!" A colleague joked as soon as the three sat down, but it was just a joke. They weren't in a traditional industry, so they didn't have that much of a drinking culture.

Lou Baichuan was about to say that he was driving and couldn't drink, when he saw Cen Yu suddenly stand up, holding a wine glass—

"It was my fault that I was delayed," Cen Yu said, feigning nonchalance, thinking to himself that this was a golden opportunity, and no one should try to take it from him!

"I'll drink for them." With that, he picked up the glass in front of him and gulped down three large glasses of beer.

Before his colleagues could even jeer at his "generous" act, Cen Yu had already slumped onto the table.

"...?"

"???"

At that moment, everyone was stunned.

Gao Lanyuan didn't react either. He glanced at Cen Yu, who was slumped over the table with flushed cheeks, and asked the question that was on everyone's mind—

"...Is he already drunk?"