"Why are you looking at me like that?" Ruan Linghui said, displeased.
She loves beauty and enjoys the feeling of being looked at by men, but Fang Zong is different; he finds her annoying just by looking at her.
A good best friend should never stray from her path because of a man.
Beware of fire, theft, and best friends. But the best friends you should be wary of are all sluts!
Fang Zong shook his head and said, "It's nothing, sorry, I was just spacing out." As he spoke, he put his left hand in his pocket, hiding the small blue dragon pattern that was crying and thundering, and gestured with his right hand, "Let's eat."
Although he sensed something was amiss, as if there was a faint, eerie aura, he also realized that Ruan Linghui was a living person and should have nothing to do with ghosts.
They helped unpack the bowls and chopsticks and handed them over one by one.
"Okay, let's eat."
Just then, the waiter came in and brought out a plate of sweet and sour carp, and Ruan Linghui picked up a piece with her chopsticks.
The fish entered my mouth, and I was suddenly stunned.
"When did the food at your No. 6+1 Pavilion become so good?" Ruan Linghui asked the waiter.
The waiter maintained a polite smile: "Madam, we are just an old restaurant, but Mr. Fang Zong ordered a high-end meal, so we had to urgently call for the best ingredients. This dish is Yellow River carp, and the price is all in the ingredients. Please rest assured, our restaurant, No. 6 Plus 1, still charges the same for cooking as before."
"What size?" Ruan Linghui asked.
"Ten thousand."
"Okay, I understand. You can leave now."
Ruan Linghui, her lips tinged with peach-pink lip gloss, bit her chopsticks as she looked at Fang Zong: "You've really gone all out, huh? Not bad, at least you have some conscience."
Fang Zong nodded slightly.
Ruan Linghui glanced at Fang Zong, then at Kong Xue, whose face was slightly flushed and who no longer possessed her usual carefree demeanor, and asked with a smile, "Do you have a girlfriend yet?"
"I've got it."
"Is she prettier or is Sister Xue prettier?"
"this……"
To be honest, Sofia is definitely prettier.
Even the most beautiful ordinary woman has flaws. Just like those goddesses, celebrities, and school beauties, can you compare their skin quality to his?
Fang Zong then smiled and said, "First love is always the most beautiful."
Good! You're awesome! You old fox!
Ruan Linghui squinted and asked again, "Is your girlfriend prettier, or am I prettier?"
"You're beautiful," Fang Zong replied politely.
"No! Look at the photos!"
Fang Zong's phone was on the table. Ruan Linghui took it and laughed when she saw it; he hadn't set a lock screen password.
Opening the album directly, you'll see only two lines of photos.
The first picture was of Sophia, and Ruan Linghui pouted her small, peach-pink lips, saying, "She's definitely a female celebrity, not your girlfriend!"
The second picture is of Li Xiaoran, and Ruan Linghui pouted even more: "This one is definitely not it, it absolutely isn't!"
The third picture is a photo of Sofia and Fang Zong.
Ruan Linghui took a deep breath and said angrily, "Have you no shame? You photoshopped yourself together with a female celebrity."
Then, trembling, I looked at the fourth picture... a photo of Li Xiaoran and Fang Zong.
The fifth picture shows Xue Nuo.
The sixth photo is a group photo of Li Xiaoran, Xue Nuo, and Fang Zong's team. Xue Nuo is sitting on Fang Zong's arm, eating an ice cream cone and smiling adorably.
"Tell me the truth, who's prettier?" Ruan Linghui was deeply hurt, clutching her heart, almost crying.
She is a perfect, absolutely a perfect, stunning beauty!
Unfortunately, all three people in the photo scored a perfect 100.
When the current partner meets the ex, whoever looks worse will feel awkward.
Ruan Linghui felt she had embarrassed her best friend and was very annoyed. She suddenly let her hair down, and a faint, sweet fragrance filled the entire private room.
Her eyes looked even bigger, with a peach-pink hue shimmering in them. Under the lights of the private room, even her long, wavy hair seemed to have a faint peach-pink tinge.
Her skin was more delicate, and her facial features seemed to have changed slightly, yet they were incredibly harmonious and alluring.
She seemed to have suddenly transformed from a city girl into a stunningly beautiful woman, with unparalleled elegance, graceful movements, and ethereal grace!
"Who's prettier?" she asked seductively.
"Your mother!" Fang Zong suddenly gritted his teeth.
No wonder he seemed strange, even though he looked alive. He was only thinking about ghosts and had forgotten about monsters.
Is the Nine Heavens Rebirth Group really that powerful? My buddy just came out to meet his ex-girlfriend, and her best friend is a monster?
What do you want to do to my ex-girlfriend?!
Fang Zong's eyes widened instantly, his pupils dilating, as if he were looking down upon a colossal dragon that had traversed the ages:
"The title of Holy Demon Lord, bestowed with absolute authority!"
"Your eyes? Are you wearing colored contact lenses?" Ruan Linghui asked blankly.
Kong Xue was even more dumbfounded. Her best friend had suddenly become an incredibly alluring woman, and her ex-boyfriend's eyes had turned into those of a cold-blooded animal.
Who am I? Where am I? What do I want to do?
Kong Xue's worldview completely collapsed. She looked at this person, then at that person, and suddenly stood up, grabbing one in each hand: "Sit down, all of you!"
He was decisive, swift, and fearless.
Her capable and professional demeanor is on full display!
"Uh, okay, that's right. I was wearing colored contact lenses." Fang Zong rubbed his face with his hands and sat down awkwardly.
I'm so excited!
He released the oppressive aura of the Holy Demon Lord, but Ruan Linghui showed no abnormality, so she was definitely not a demon.
She simply obtained some of the monster's possessions, which enabled her to bewitch men.
Ruan Linghui also sat down awkwardly, looking Fang Zong up and down with a somewhat blank expression.
Suddenly, he rolled up Fang Zong's left sleeve to see the exquisitely crafted Thunderclap, which was definitely not an ordinary work of art, and then he looked at the Tang Dynasty sword that Fang Zong had placed aside, looking rather silly.
She suddenly drew her sword and tried to lift it, but couldn't budge it.
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