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Bo Yanching said sarcastically, “Why do I need to report where I’m going to you?”

Mo Tingshen leaned back against the bar, his elbows bent backward resting on the countertop, he squinted at Bo Yanching and chuckled, “You cheeky brat, getting more and more brazen.”

Bo Yanching was immediately enraged.

He rolled up his sleeves and stood up.

Nan Jiaojiao quickly pulled him down, “Let it go, let it go.”

Bo Yanching sat down as she wished, and while doing so, lowered his sleeves, but verbally refused to be outdone, “If I’d known you were here, we wouldn’t have come, would’ve given you space.”

Mo Tingshen chuckled but didn’t say anything.

“Knock knock—”

There was a couple of knocks on the door.

Qiao Man stood at the door with two food boxes, smiled, and said, “Sorry to disturb, Tingshen and I were having a meal here, and I happened to bump into Miss Chu in the hallway, thought I’d pop by to say hi.”

The room was dead silent.

Mo Tingshen, as if oblivious, naturally offered Qiao Man a way out, “It’s all friends here, come on in.”

Qiao Man then came in, walked directly to his side, looked up and spoke to him, “Why didn’t you tell me you were coming over, such a coincidence, following right behind you.”

Mo Tingshen: “I just came out for a smoke.”

“Shall we go back together later?”

Mo Tingshen didn’t respond, nor did he look elsewhere with his eyes.

Over there, Lu Zhenzhen casually threw out a card, Yaen Chi excitedly knocked over the three cards in a row: “Pong!”

He just picked up the card from Miss Lu, suddenly noticed Lu Zhenzhen slammed her cards down, crossed her arms, looking very displeased, “Not playing anymore, what’s the point.”

Yaen Chi’s hand shook, unsure whether to keep or discard the card.

He cautiously asked, “Um, I-I can do without that pong, how about Miss Lu you take it back?”

Lu Zhenzhen didn’t even spare him a glance.

Yaen Chi felt wronged, having already played reservedly without daring to win even once, but couldn’t help but make a move, he lost in the end, but he enjoyed playing, besides Lu Zhenzhen was seated next to him, when he took the pong, she was meant to draw one more card.

How come she wasn’t happy.

Nan Jiaojiao held her forehead, “Oh no, my brain’s gonna pop out.”

“Let me see.”

Bo Yanching pried her hand away, staring at her forehead intently as if there really was a hole there.

“These are hometown specialties from my mom, some sweets, I brought them for everyone to taste, hope you don’t mind.”

No one dared to respond.

Anyway, this group is known for being protective, and with Chu Yao and Qiao Man together, naturally they would side with Chu Yao.

Before the atmosphere got too awkward, Yaen Chi suddenly stood up, seemingly sliding on oiled ground he walked quickly, his voice unnatural in laughter, “Really, well I’ll try some.”

He was basically crushed by Miss Lu’s aura, plus Mo Tingshen was giving him signals.

Yaen Chi didn’t want to disrespect, plus Qiao Man hadn’t done anything, seemed nice, having laid bedridden for years, quite pitiful, he was doing Mo Tingshen a favor, equating to giving Qiao Man face.

But just as he went over, seeing Chu Yao sitting there, his face almost twitched uncontrollably, nearly losing the courage to continue forward.

What the hell is this damn Shura Field!

Huo Linxi’s girlfriend saw Yaen Chi walking over, she didn’t know Qiao Man, but had seen Mo Tingshen, thought Qiao Man was one of their group, wanted to build a good rapport, so she went over with two friends.

“The pastries look so exquisite, they look delicious, can I have a piece?”

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