Wu Yue was the first to finish packing and go downstairs.
Wu Juemin and his mother were changing their shoes in the entryway, preparing to go out. As soon as they saw Wu Yue, they called out, "Yueyue, my darling, Mom and Dad have something to do today. Why don't you and your brother go out to eat?"
No, I don't want to. I don't want to bring my cheap older brother along.
Cheng Pingxi crouched down and peeked out from the sofa, a faint smile flashing in his eyes: "Little sister, what would you like to eat? It's your treat. A fancy restaurant, a roadside stall, a snack in an alley, a night market—which do you want?"
Does she lack the money for food?
Wu Yue glanced at him, "You're getting cocky now that your face is healed? Aren't you afraid of being photographed when you go out?"
Cheng Pingxi immediately stood up straight, then bowed slightly, clasped his hands in a gesture of respect, and smiled: "If it's you, little sister, I'll disregard the consequences."
Wu Yue hummed twice, "Granted."
...
The silver-haired boy was tall and slender. He exuded a fresh and refined aura, and when he smiled slightly, two shallow dimples appeared on his lips.
Lu Shu may be foolish, but he doesn't realize how handsome he is when he smiles. Perhaps it's related to his ability to bless others; his smile is more beautiful than a thousand stars.
I'm so envious! The Witch God is surrounded by handsome men.
[At first, I thought it was a filter being used in the live stream, and I was even looking for some kind of system setting. Then Que Guanghuai zoomed in on the camera, and I noticed the pimples on his face, haha, so real!]
[Same here, I'm so envious! Why are all the people around me tall, short, fat, and thin like that??]
[That being said, I don't mind my friends at all~]
The three were all ready to go, with Cheng Pingxi as the driver. Wu Yue, Cuihua, and Lu Shu sat in a row in the back, looking every bit like a family on a trip.
"Let's go—yay!"
"I'm the biggest eater in our tribe. I used to be able to eat a meal that would take up to seven hours, and I ate all the food in my cave!"
Cheng Pingxi's wallet: (?▽?) I'm suddenly in trouble.
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Cheng Pingxi's room on the third floor.
The trio initially disliked each other, and the meal seemed rather dull. However, they ended up watching the adorable Cuihua drink. It was a mystery how this little paper doll could hold her liquor; with her chibi-style Wu Yue face, she was completely drunk, her face flushed, shaking uncontrollably on the table – adorable and amusing.
They got really into it and he drank a bit too much, so his head is still a little throbbing.
The phone on the bedside table kept ringing, but Cheng Pingxi had it on silent. Finally, when the call came in for the twentieth time, Cheng Pingxi groggily opened his eyes and reached for the bedside table.
"Hey? What's wrong? It's so late at night, can't a person get any sleep?"
A deep, husky voice echoed in the quiet room.
"Xiaoxi!"
Song Congbo shouted anxiously, "My little darling, you finally answered the phone! Do you know that Weibo is exploding right now?"
Cheng Pingxi didn't even open his eyes, and said in a muffled voice, "What does it have to do with me if Weibo explodes?" He pulled the blanket that had slipped off and covered himself up.
"Isn't this your business?!" Song Congbo's eyes blazed with anger. "You went out to dinner with Miss Wu tonight and were photographed by paparazzi. Xiao Xi, you're a national idol now. Idols aren't allowed to date, and you were openly having dinner with Miss Wu? Don't you know your place?!"
"What are you talking about? Wu Yue is my sister, what do you mean by dating..." Cheng Pingxi frowned.
"What I mean is, marketing accounts are stirring up trouble, hiring online trolls to say that you had dinner with Ms. Wu Yue, that it was a date with your girlfriend. It must be our rivals trying to sabotage you. A bunch of clickbait headlines are saying things like an idol being unfit for dating, and most of the trolls on Weibo are attacking you. Although the buzz has gone up, a lot of fans have turned against you—"
"Brother Song, you know that I'm not as career-driven as I used to be," Cheng Pingxi said softly.
"Shut up!"
Song Congbo interrupted him coldly, "Cheng Pingxi, even if you don't consider yourself, you should at least think about Miss Wu."
Although he had previously intended to bring people into the fishing circle, he did not plan to do so in a way that would attract negative attention.
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