This was the first time Wu Yue had truly looked at Que Guanghuai, ignoring his goofy antics. She realized that this man was genuinely handsome, with a hearty smile. His outstretched hand had some small cuts and was smudged with black ash, yet it remained long and well-defined, its beauty undiminished.
She reached out and took his hand. "Yes." Then, a slight smile appeared on her lips. "My abilities don't affect my interpersonal relationships."
Thanks.
The two let go of each other, and the boy put his hands in his pockets: "I'll go check on Lao Que and the others first."
Qian Bolun took a couple of steps, then suddenly turned back: "I think I just saw that Brother Yan didn't look too happy. Is he... alright?"
The girl, as if possessed, said, "I'm here for you."
"Okay, then I'm relieved. I'm off."
Qian Bolun waved his hand back and gradually disappeared from Wu Yue's sight.
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Yan Chiyu had no idea where he was or how far his thoughts had wandered, until a white Porsche honked its horn twice in front of him. He looked up at the sound, his gaze filled with a hint of coldness.
The driver rolled down the window. "Second Young Master."
The boy frowned impatiently: "Uncle Min, I don't remember making a phone call."
The rear window slowly rolled down, revealing the girl's bright, snowy eyes. Then, that familiar face came into the boy's view.
Wu Yue peeked out slightly, her tone sincere: "My parents aren't home, so I asked Uncle Min to pick me up. I happened to be passing by and saw you, so I thought I'd say hello."
Yan Chiyu paused, his deep eyes gleaming with a faint light: "Sit still, it's dangerous like this."
“But I want to say a few more words to you, why don’t you get in the car and we talk?” Wu Yue said with a smile as she leaned against the window.
[Oh my god, I see hope!!!]
[I'm so touched! This is the first time the Witch God has taken the initiative. We're locked in!!!]
Yan Chiyu's gloomy eyes brightened slightly. Before he could speak, Wu Yue had already opened the back door and patted the seat next to her, gesturing for him to get in.
Yan Chiyu looked at the girl with a half-smile, "I remember, isn't this my car?"
Hearing this teasing remark, Uncle Min breathed a sigh of relief. He then boldly said, "Second Young Master, if you don't get in the car soon, I'm really going to drive off."
"Uncle Min, you've been drinking today? Don't drink and drive." The young man smiled slightly, seemingly kind, but Uncle Min sensed a hint of unease in his voice. The unspoken message was that the other man was using alcohol to embolden him.
He quickly shook his head and sat up straight: "Second Young Master, I never do anything illegal. I haven't been drinking. Please get in the car without worry."
Seeing that Yan Chiyu was dawdling and unwilling to get into the car, Wu Yue grabbed his wrist and pulled him into the car: "Come with me to have dinner."
The young man leaned back in the back seat, a hint of helplessness on his handsome face: "So impatient?"
I welded the car doors shut, and I threw away the car keys.
[Hahaha, suddenly a car wheel ran over my face!]
I feel like Yanmei is making a suggestive joke.
[The gaze of a minor.jpg]
Wu Yue rested her chin on her hand and looked at him sincerely: "I'm hungry. I haven't eaten for several hours." Counting the time spent on the exam in the morning, it had been half a day.
Yan Chiyu shifted to a more comfortable sitting position, crossing his long, straight legs. "Uncle Min, let's go to Hualing Restaurant."
"yes."
Uncle Min chuckled silently, then started the engine and drove to the recently popular internet-famous restaurant.
"Song Wenzhi and the others are alright, but six people died in this fire." Before leaving, Bai Wuchang greeted her, and she noticed that he was carrying a Dikun Bag, a magical artifact for locking souls.
Even though Bai Wuchang smiled and said that everyone's lifespan is predetermined in the Book of Life and Death, her heart still felt heavy.
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