Xia Li was taken aback, then protested, "...What about me! I also put in a lot of effort at this party, okay!"
"You? Aren't you just a lackey?"
"Your mother!"
"Looks like I really need to call your Aunt Lu."
The conversation took place after the third time.
Xia Li had other things to do and couldn't chat with them for long, so after saying goodbye, she also gave Lu Yibei a word of advice:
"Brother Bei, don't drag Qingqian down."
"He won't."
Ji Qingqian answered on Lu Yibei's behalf.
They may argue, they may make a fuss.
That was a little bit of affection that Ji Qingqian had for Lu Yibei.
In front of outsiders, Ji Qingqian still adheres to the central idea that "Abei is the best".
The young couple watched as Xia Tudou, having just finished eating their fill of PDA, took off running away on her short legs.
"Abei."
Ji Qingqian spoke to Lu Yibei in a nonchalant tone.
"exist."
"I'm still nervous," Ji Qingqian said.
“…”
Lu Yibei knew that in this context, "nervous" meant "unhappy".
But as the saying goes, once the opportunity is missed, a thousand words afterward cannot compare to that one sentence. Even if he were to praise it as "beautiful" now, it would be of no use...
“Stretch out your hand,” Ji Qingqian said again.
She acted like a high and mighty master ordering around the servants and lackeys of the mansion.
"Yes, Miss."
Lu Yibei, now firmly established in his role as a servant, extended his hand.
He had thought that the young lady's punishment would be to slap his palm.
Unexpectedly, Miss Qingqian grabbed the servant's hand, their fingers intertwined and held tightly.
"If I go on stage like this, I won't be nervous!"
The young lady's eyes curved into crescents, and her icy voice became incredibly gentle due to the warmth emanating from the servant's palm.
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