In the end, Yin Chen got into Long Xun's luxury sports car.
The stalemate was broken by Ye Tan, who, upon hearing the news, immediately became a great helper the moment he realized that his best friend seemed to be getting on the good side of someone. He called Yin Chen from his dormitory, a long distance away, to persuade him to accept Long Xun's invitation to dinner.
Long Xun heard a voice that sounded somewhat familiar from the microphone, but he didn't think much of it. After Yin Chen nodded with a look of resignation, he immediately put the question out of his mind, let Yin Chen sit in the passenger seat, made sure Yin Chen fastened his seatbelt, and slowly drove away.
The students watching let out a disappointed sigh.
"What do you want to eat?" Long Xun stared straight ahead, his deep voice calm and unreadable, revealing nothing of his mood.
Yin Chen felt like his brain had turned into a pot of spicy hot pot, the broth boiling and incredibly hot, making his head feel steamy. He was so close to his crush that he couldn't help but feel nervous.
His expression grew even colder and harder, and even his reply to Long Xun sounded stiff: "Spicy hot pot."
Are you...doing this because you hate me? Why do you seem so wary?
Long Xun gripped the steering wheel slightly, then silently drove to the small mala tang shop that A-Chen frequented, as shown in the information.
That was on a food street near the university.
Every night, the food stalls on the food street are no longer just for breakfast and lunch, but for all kinds of snacks and treats, such as spicy hot pot, hot pot, and barbecue skewers. It is a popular place for college students in the vicinity.
However, this kind of place is definitely not suitable for luxury sports cars that should be found in high-end clubs, Western restaurants, bars, and nightclubs.
When Long Xun parked his car in the parking space at the entrance of the snack street, even the old man watching the car was stunned.
The cars parked here include bicycles, motorcycles, and electric scooters, but there are definitely no luxury cars like this that look worth millions!
The art style is just so mismatched!
Then, Long Xun, whose style was even more out of place in a snack street, opened the car door, took a step with his long legs, and wore a pair of world-famous brand handmade custom casual leather shoes, ironed and also handmade custom casual trousers, and a casual jacket that looked like the fabric must have taken a lot of effort to make. Next was a handsome face that should never have appeared in the human world.
Honestly, when Long Xun parked his luxury car here and stood on the food street, it didn't make people feel that his class was lowered. Instead, it made the bustling food street look like a high-class place.
However, as it was getting dark, the commotion he caused was not as great as it had been at the school gate. At most, passersby would glance at him curiously, but most people would look at his car.
Long Xun walked around to the other side of the car door, but before he could even reach out, Yin Chen, who had just realized what was happening, saw that his idol had actually bent down to open the door for him. He immediately opened the car door as if his butt had caught fire, almost slapping Long Xun's nose flat.
"I don't need you, I can do it myself!" Yin Chen shouted, kicking both feet at the same time.
So, I was really rejected...?
Long Xun was a little downcast. He silently turned around and walked into the snack street, and secretly reached out to touch the tip of his nose. He had to admit that the wind that the car door swept against his face was quite strong, and it didn't even flatten his nose. Such an expensive car is indeed sturdy.
Seeing that Long Xun was too lazy to even speak, Yin Chen couldn't help but pound his head in frustration.
It seems he really upset his crush.
That's true. If it were him, even if he was expressing his gratitude to a classmate, he would be unhappy if he kept getting the cold shoulder.
But the moment he saw his crush, he couldn't help but jump around in surprise, and his excessive nervousness caused him to mess everything up...
—Shouldn't your focus be on how such a wealthy guy like your idol could be so stingy as to only eat spicy hot pot?
Okay, even if you follow him, you'll probably think your idol is too frugal.
Yin Chen and Long Xun entered the mala tang shop in silence, maintaining an eerie atmosphere. The low pressure emanating from them suddenly quieted down the bustling shop.
Long Xun, who had already put on his hood and lowered his head slightly, turned his back and did not attract anyone's attention. He gestured to Yin Chen to go and get the food he wanted.
Yin Chen: "..."
He realized that his spicy hot pot wasn't a good answer at all.
Who the hell would eat mala tang with their crush?!
The joy of eating mala tang (a spicy hot pot dish) lies in the spiciness that makes your mouth water while you slurp and gulp it down!
He was covered in sweat, grimacing, his face red and his neck thick—he was anything but presentable!
Oh no, oh no, oh no! He's definitely going to be hated by his crush! He's definitely going to be hated by his crush!
Please, some angel sister, come and save me!
The clueless Yin Chen almost wanted to cry in the bathroom. If God gave him another chance, he would definitely rattle off the names of a hundred high-end Western restaurants in no time, instead of something like "spicy! hot!"
They went too far.
Well... it's already come to this point, it seems like there's no way to get the favorability back, so I should just cherish this opportunity to have dinner with my crush.
But then again, could he also see his idol's eyes welling up with tears, his cheeks flushed, and his lips slightly swollen from the spiciness?
I'm getting a little excited just thinking about it!
Long Xun watched as Yin Chen's expression shifted before settling on a cunning look, leaving him completely bewildered.
I always felt that Ah Chen in this life was hard to understand.
The shop wasn't very big, but Long Xun managed to snag a table after waiting a while. Yin Chen, on the other hand, had the chef cook the vegetables he had chosen and divide them into two bowls with sauce. The two men, one tall and the other thin, looked rather cramped in the small space, as if they couldn't even stretch their legs properly.
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