In a private café with an elegant and tranquil atmosphere, two men and a woman are sitting facing each other in a private room.
Bai Ye sat quietly to the side, his head slightly lowered, his gaze fixed on his toes, as if that was the only thing he could focus on at that moment.
The soundproofing in this private room was excellent, completely blocking out the noise from the outside world, making them feel as if they were in a secluded little world.
Three steaming cups of coffee were neatly arranged on the table, their rich aroma filling the air.
Bai Ye doesn't actually like drinking coffee; he has no interest in its bitter taste.
However, since we were already inside the coffee shop, it seemed a bit impolite not to buy a cup of coffee.
The awkward feeling of entering a store, looking around, and then leaving without buying anything was somewhat unbearable for him.
So, Bai Ye hesitated for a moment, then picked up the cup and took a small sip.
The bitterness of the coffee spread across his tongue, but he endured it, putting on a satisfied expression. He put down the cup and said, "Wow, this coffee is pretty good! You guys should try some."
However, his enthusiasm went unanswered. The two women opposite him merely glanced at him simultaneously, then remained silent, offering no further response.
Bai Ye suddenly felt a little awkward, unsure how to break the suffocating silence.
To ease the tension, he picked up his cup again and took a big gulp of coffee, hoping to distract them.
Unfortunately, it was all in vain. The two women still ignored him, as if he didn't exist at all.
Since this private room is usually a place for close friends to chat, the guests are seated close together.
Just then, Yao Yuyan suddenly raised her slender leg and gently placed it on Bai Ye's right thigh, then casually hung there.
Moreover, the other party even gave Ye Qingcheng an extremely provocative look, as if to say, "What can you do to me?"
Ye Qingcheng naturally couldn't tolerate such provocation. She thought to herself, "Hmph, do you think you're the only one who knows this trick? I know it too!" So, she decided to give him a taste of his own medicine.
Ye Qingcheng defiantly raised her leg and gently placed it on Bai Ye's left leg.
This move caught Bai Ye completely off guard, and he stared wide-eyed in astonishment.
You should know that Ye Qingcheng was dressed like a typical JK (high school girl) this afternoon.
She wore a black pleated skirt with white knee-high socks, her slender figure making her look alluring yet with a touch of innocence.
However, because the skirt was a little short, when she lifted her leg, it was easy to expose something that shouldn't be exposed.
Bai Ye's gaze was involuntarily drawn to it. He had wanted to see what was under Ye Qingcheng's skirt, but instead he saw a pair of safety shorts.
This disappointed him somewhat, but at the same time, he felt relieved.
Just then, Ye Qingcheng's small hand quietly climbed onto Bai Ye's waist.
Her movements were so light and swift that Bai Ye didn't even notice.
His every move, including his expectant gaze, had been completely observed by Ye Qingcheng.
Bai Ye suddenly realized that something was wrong and cried out in terror, "No!"
He was worried that Ye Qingcheng would deliver a heavy blow to his waist, causing him excruciating pain.
However, to Bai Ye's surprise, the expected sharp pain in her waist did not come.
Instead, a sharp pain suddenly shot through his left foot. It turned out that Ye Qingcheng's small foot, clad in black loafers, had mercilessly stepped on it.
Bai Ye gasped in pain and quickly pulled his foot back, looking at Ye Qingcheng with a mournful expression.
Ye Qingcheng looked at him with disdain, as if to say, "A lecherous man like you thinks he can take advantage of me?"
On the other side, Yao Yuyan's breathing gradually became heavier with the movements of the two, and her small fists were clenched tightly together, as if she was trying to control her inner emotions.
Yao Yuyan stared blankly at the scene before her, coldly saying, "Stay away from Bai Ye! Just tell me how much money you want!"
Ye Qingcheng was taken aback when she heard this. She had clearly not expected Yao Yuyan to make such a direct request.
She looked at Yao Yuyan with a puzzled expression, seemingly completely unable to understand the other's thought process, and subconsciously replied, "Huh?"
Seeing this, Yao Yuyan's face darkened further, and her voice grew even colder:
"Don't think you can seduce him just because you're a bit pretty! He doesn't have much money and can't possibly be your ATM! Name your price, and I can give you what you want!"
Ye Qingcheng suddenly realized that Yao Yuyan had mistaken her for the kind of scumbag woman who used her looks to lure boys into spending money on her and then kept them hanging on.
She was speechless, feeling that the misunderstanding was utterly absurd.
She's not that kind of fairy.
Ye Qingcheng retorted without any politeness: "I can return that same sentence to you!"
Name your price, and stop hurting other people's innocent feelings! Since you've already broken up, stop interfering in their lives!
Anyone would feel resentful if someone called them a "bad woman," let alone being accused to their face.
This feeling is like being unfairly splashed with dirty water, making one both angry and aggrieved.
At this moment, their conversation was relatively stable.
Although the atmosphere was somewhat tense, at least for now, both sides were able to maintain a certain level of restraint, refraining from using any offensive language or allowing the situation to escalate to the point of physical altercation.
However, Bai Ye knew very well that this stability was only temporary.
If the situation continues to deteriorate as time goes on, then a full-blown fight is probably only a matter of time.
Just then, Bai Ye decisively intervened in their conversation: "Hey everyone, stop arguing. Have some coffee first, or it'll get cold and won't taste good."
He was trying to ease the tense atmosphere with this lighthearted approach.
As soon as Bai Ye finished speaking, the two of them looked at him simultaneously.
Bai Ye suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and his gaze involuntarily moved downwards, landing on his thighs.
On the left were Ye Qingcheng's long, slender legs clad in white stockings, and on the right were Yao Yuyan's delicate legs encased in black stockings.
The two lower legs were shaking restlessly at the same time, as if they were secretly competing.
Bai Ye couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time. He looked down at the two little legs and could almost feel the intense pushing and shoving between them.
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