Mo Xiaoqing withdrew her gaze, blinked her large, clear eyes, and her delicate and beautiful face was as calm as Mo Yanyu's. "This... wasn't an accident. My birthday is coming up soon, so... my friends wanted to come out and relax a bit!"
"…Um."
She raised her fair and pretty face, looked at the young man in front of her, and said with a sweet smile, "Brother, do you want to come along?"
Mo Xiaoqing had even prepared herself for rejection. She didn't think her brother would avoid Yao Yao; it was just that her brother had never liked going to bars, so she never imagined that her "crown prince" would agree...
"…Um."
That was truly a stroke of genius! This move is incredibly frustrating…
Jiang Wenjing subconsciously looked at Yao Yao next to her. The situation was so awkward that she didn't know what to say.
The other two people in the dormitory had never been in contact with their older brothers. When Yao Yao and her brother stood together, there was an awkward and strange atmosphere. This was not a party; it was a scene filled with a suffocatingly oppressive atmosphere.
Mo Xiaoqing immediately tried to make amends, "Actually, if you have something to do, you can go ahead and do it. I can take care of myself."
Mo Yanyu, unusually, remained silent for a moment before slowly replying, "I have nothing to do."
"..."
Mo Xiaoqing felt several black lines suddenly appear on her forehead.
Couldn't her brother tell that her words were just an excuse? The issue isn't whether he has things to do or not, but that Yao Yao's attitude clearly shows she doesn't want to be in the same space as him!
She didn't think her brother wouldn't see through it; after all, she had long been aware of his intelligence. His unusual agreement must be for…
Mo Xiaoqing glanced at Ji Yao, who had been silent and had her eyes downcast. Ever since she bumped into her brother, Yao Yao hadn't said a word. Mo Xiaoqing couldn't quite figure out what Yao Yao was thinking, and she immediately rubbed her nose with a headache.
This is the first time she's encountered this situation. Can anyone tell her what to do next?
So, in this strange and awkward atmosphere, they went to the private room that had been reserved in advance.
The male and female protagonists didn't exchange a word. One looked down at his phone without speaking, while the other simply looked at Mo Xiaoqing with a gentle smile.
That eerie...yet surprisingly harmonious atmosphere only intensified the torment...
Mo Xiaoqing cupped her delicate and pretty face in her hands, staring intently at her aloof and unattainable Crown Prince, as if trying to discern a flower blooming on his face!
"Don't you feel that the atmosphere around us is getting weirder and weirder?" Zhang Wenjing scratched the back of her head, leaned close to Li Qian's ear, and whispered something in her ear.
Little did she know that her whispered words had reached everyone's ears...
Li Qian gave Jiang Wenjing a particularly helpless look. If it weren't for the fact that Xiao Si's brother was also in the private room, she would have slapped her on the head long ago!
Then, without any mercy, I asked her, "Are you stupid?"
How could it not be awkward in such a situation?
But to her surprise, this simple-minded girl kept muttering in her ear, still full of doubt.
"Look at Xiao Si's brother sitting there, he's like a walking refrigerator, he's practically freezing us in place!"
"Special forces soldiers are definitely different; they're so high-class. Look at their posture—perfectly upright, like they've already been measured. Unlike us, we sit down like we have no bones, all slouching and leaning to one side..."
Ji Yao glanced at the man over there subconsciously, but unexpectedly met his gaze. She panicked for a moment and awkwardly avoided his gaze...
Seeing this, Li Qian rubbed her temples, feeling a headache coming on. If it weren't for the inappropriate occasion, she would have slapped her onto the sofa long ago.
Doesn't she realize that the atmosphere in the private room is particularly strange?
She's still relentlessly muttering to herself here, or... does she think her voice is really that quiet?
Li Qian gritted her teeth and spat out four words, "You... shut up!"
Jiang Wenjing finally calmed down and belatedly realized that the atmosphere in the private room had become so eerily strange that it was almost suffocating.
But the silence lasted less than ten seconds before she leaned close to Li Qian's ear again and continued to whisper in her ear.
"Should we retreat first? I feel like if we stay here any longer, we'll become prey roasting on an oven..."
Seeing that she was about to launch into a long speech, Li Qian subtly nudged her waist with her elbow.
She felt a mix of love and hate, helplessness and amusement towards Jiang Wenjing.
Jiang Wenjing immediately shut up, and Li Qian breathed a slight sigh of relief, thinking that at least she wasn't too stupid and could still receive her hints!
But it turned out she was overthinking things; being naive is being naive.
"What's wrong? Why are you poking me?"
Jiang Wenjing looked at her with a particularly innocent and puzzled expression.
Ji Yao suddenly laughed, a laugh so soft it was almost imperceptible, yet it clearly reached everyone's ears in the quiet private room.
But... everyone could hear a hint of bitterness, mockery, and desolation in her laughter; in short, it felt like a bottle of mixed flavors had been spilled, extremely complex.
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