Dealing with the Escaping Customer, Hua Xin Can Also Turn into a Devil

"Your language talent is beyond my expectations."

"Most people just get nervous standing here."

"After today, the next time we see each other will probably be at the party."

Lin Qingyu turned around, put down the script in her hand, and said to Xia Yan with a smile in her eyes.

Her makeup today was not too heavy, but a light, natural look. Her slightly pink lips and fair, delicate face created a subtle contrast, and the light shone on her, making her exceptionally ethereal.

Xia Yan naturally understood the meaning behind Lin Qingyu's words: "Thank you for the compliment, senior. If you need anything, senior, I'll make time no matter how busy I am."

He still had a gentle smile on his face, as if he was always like this with everyone.

This was just ordinary pleasantry.

"Then how about accompanying me for a meal this afternoon?"

"This afternoon I..." A flicker of hesitation flashed in Xia Yan's eyes. He clearly didn't want to have too much contact with this senior who was quite skilled.

But he was Xia Yan, the "popular guy" now, and he had to maintain the proper relationships.

But before he could finish, Lin Qingyu had already interrupted him with a light laugh.

"I was just kidding. You freshmen are very busy lately, right?"

"Let's talk about it after the freshman welcoming party is over."

"Then I'll be going back now."

"Today was very pleasant."

There was no disappointment on Lin Qingyu's face. She wore a faint smile, just like Xia Yan, making it impossible to guess what she was thinking.

"Goodbye, senior..."

"Ah!"

Just as Xia Yan breathed a sigh of relief and was about to go check on Hua Xin and the others, his pupils instantly contracted, and he instinctively made his body move.

A faint floral scent wafted towards him. Xia Yan didn't take advantage of the situation and quickly separated the two from their intimate embrace.

He subtly withdrew his hand from Lin Qingyu's waist and instead supported her arm.

"I'm sorry, I'm not used to wearing high heels... I wanted to try them out in advance today," Lin Qingyu said, frowning tightly and forcing herself to stand up straight, sounding somewhat annoyed.

"Can you walk by yourself?" Xia Yan asked, still supporting her, with concern.

If he had raised his gaze a little higher at this moment, he would have seen a deep, sinful abyss.

(A true gentleman, Xia Yan doesn't look.)

"It should be fine..." As she spoke, Lin Qingyu took another step forward, but still almost fell. Her tone was exceptionally strong yet pitiful.

"It looks quite serious... I'll take you back."

"It wouldn't be good if you sprained it a second time." Xia Yan asked, his eyes flickering slightly.

"Then I'll trouble you, Xia Yan." Lin Qingyu didn't call him "junior" but subtly called him by his name. She pursed her lips slightly and slowly walked off the stage with Xia Yan's support.

"The number four girls' dormitory is a bit far..."

"It's okay, senior. My motorcycle is still outside." Xia Yan smiled gently (and slyly), as if he hadn't seen Lin Qingyu's somewhat surprised eyes.

Does he look that easy to fool?

"Did you see that clearly?"

"..." (First gut them, then disembowel them??...)

"Do you believe it now?"

"..." (First behead them, then pull out their tendons??...)

"The eyes of the masses are sharp. How could she have just sprained her ankle by chance? How could she have just turned around and ended up in an embrace by chance? Brother Yan is really not being honest..."

"If you want to talk, then talk. Why hide it?"

"Sigh... drinking bitter wine makes the heart ache."

As he spoke, Mu Feng picked up the remaining cola and gulped it down.

Hua Xin didn't have any particular thoughts about the intimate interaction between Lin Qingyu and Xia Yan.

At most, she just felt a bit awkward inside.

Because compared to watching Xia Yan and Lin Qingyu being lovey-dovey, she had something more important to do right now.

"Sudden situation, wait for me!" Seeing the message Xia Yan had just sent, the girl expressionlessly turned off her phone screen and put it back in her pocket.

"Shall we go too?"

"Brother Hua, why don't you say something to me..."

"Xiang Guan, that dog, was lured away by a single message from White Bone Demon, and Brother Yan went to enjoy the good fortune. It's just the two of us left here, what are we waiting for..."

(Yeah, it's just the two of us now??.)

(This is truly a heaven-sent opportunity.)

Mu Feng sprawled on his seat, aimlessly scrolling through his phone, lamenting.

"The restroom."

"Huh?"

Mu Feng suddenly sat up straight, looking seriously at the girl who had already stood up with her backpack.

"You're finally talking to me, I'll take you there right away, Brother Hua."

"Good brothers should go to the restroom together! Let's see who can pee higher! ??"

With that, Mu Feng got up and led the way as if happy that Hua Xin had suddenly replied.

(Okay, let's see how high your blood can spurt??.)

(Don't worry, it won't hurt much??.)

The girl seemed possessed by some ghost, her eyes completely filled with Mu Feng's figure. Every part of his body was meticulously labeled like Iron Man's assistant, Jarvis.

Kidneys, barbecue, Heart, stir-fry.

Lungs... sliced lungs? ??

Walking down from the audience seats, after passing through a large door, the men's restroom was not far.

Since most of the people coming for rehearsal were girls and there were few boys, the restroom, which was usually filled with smoke and footprints, seemed exceptionally clean.

"Huh?"

"Brother Hua, aren't you going to compete with me?"

Seeing the girl walk into the foremost stall, Mu Feng stood by the innermost urinal, a bit bewildered.

His action of unbuckling his belt even stopped.

"Come on, we're all grown men, what are you shy about..."

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh..." Mu Feng hummed a little tune, comfortably relaxing.

The water flow sometimes rose, sometimes fell, and sometimes squeezed out a couple of times.

Standing in the stall, Hua Xin adjusted her phone to record, then slowly walked out with her backpack??.

She wanted to hear Mu Feng personally admit to skipping out on the bill! ??

For the blood, sweat, and tears money that originally belonged to her... she could abandon all her social anxiety and fear. ??

"Click."

"Huh?"

Mu Feng twitched his member, turning his head in confusion, wondering why the restroom door, which had been open, had closed for no reason.

It wasn't usually closed when he came in...

??

"Clang." A Phillips head screwdriver accidentally fell to the ground, its sound slowly echoing in the quiet space.

"Splat." A utility knife stained with some dried red liquid gleamed coldly, also falling to the ground.

Gently putting down her backpack, Hua Xin's fair little hand was now holding a rather large hammer. Paired with her current attire...

Mu Feng: ??????

"Brother Hua?"

"Brother Hua??..."

Step by step ?? .

Step by step ???? .

"Brother Hua, what's wrong? Don't scare me, Brother Hua??."

"We're good brothers??."

With a thud, Mu Feng's pants, which he had just pulled up, hadn't even had time to be fastened with a stylish bow, his legs went weak, and he sat down on the floor. His hands tightly gripped the windowsill above.

Sweat poured down his face as he looked at Hua Xin, who was wearing ripped work pants in a post-apocalyptic style, a hooded outfit that obscured her face, and large shoes, the tapping sound of which echoed on the floor. She faced him, holding a hammer, and forced an ugly smile.

"There are mosquitoes on me, right???"

"Brother Hua, no need to trouble you, I can do it myself..."

??

Mu Feng seemed to see a pair of blood-red eyes within the hood, and in his fear, he held his breath even tighter.

I'll just slide tackle, I'll just slide tackle... I can win with a slide tackle...

"Think carefully."

"What have you done."

Hua Xin said to him in a hoarse, cold voice, then slowly raised his hammer??.

I'm sliding into the market??, I'm such a weakling, and he has a weapon!??

Wait, what did I do, what have I done??, what exactly did I dooooo??

He had no grudge against Hua Xin!

"I, I diluted Xiang Guan's body wash. ??"

(My money??... My three hundred yuan...)

"I privately messaged a cosplayer on Douyin calling them 'wife' ??."

(My money... Give it back??... ??)

"I... I put an extra half jar of peanut sauce into my noodles at Sha Xian Delicacies ??..."

At this moment, the flat, heavy side of the hammer reached its apex, its reflection visible in Mu Feng's eyes.

Hua Xin took another step forward, the hammer overhead seeming like it would smash down at any moment.

Suddenly, Mu Feng shielded his head with his arm and shouted with a crying voice:

"I was masterbating late last night instead of sleeping, and I threw the tissues under Xiang Guan's bed??, I broke my vow, I'll never dare again ahhhhhh????????????????"