The Awkwardness at the Dinner Table Could Carve Out an Entire Shrek Academy!

Hotel room allocations were finalized quickly.

Zhao Wuji stayed in a single room by himself and went upstairs to find some wine.

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong are two girls sharing a room.

Lin Qingmo and Xiao Wu are lovers.

Dai Mubai, Oscar, Ma Hongjun, and Tang San were then squeezed into a four-person room.

"Cough."

Dai Mubai crossed his arms, glanced at Tang San, and said sarcastically, "The three of us can squeeze in, but with one more, we might not be able to breathe."

"Yes, yes, Boss Dai is right. How can three grown men live in one room? The smell is unbearable."

Ma Hongjun, standing to the side, winked and echoed Dai Mubai's words.

Oscar didn't say anything, but his attitude was clear.

Both of them were well aware that Boss Dai and Tang San were at odds and constantly at odds.

Although the reason is unknown, they always side with their own people.

"..."

Upon hearing this, Tang San's face instantly darkened.

It's exclusion again!

Just because I lost to his Hidden Weapon last time?

Tang San felt that Dai Mubai was narrow-minded and calculating, and was already courting death!

He clenched his fists.

Suppressing his anger, Tang San Bingbing told the innkeeper, "I'll book another single room."

After saying that, he turned and walked in another direction without looking back.

His silhouette conveyed a sense of isolation and resentment.

He still doesn't know that Dai Mubai has a health problem.

He simply assumed it was resentment stemming from his defeat of the opponent.

Since being whipped away by Lin Qingmo, who had returned to Shrek, he has become much more well-behaved on the surface.

At least he wouldn't dare to openly pester Xiao Wu anymore.

However, those eyes would occasionally sweep over Lin Qingmo and Xiao Wu's side-by-side figures with a gloomy look.

The venomous fire of jealousy burning deep within his eyes never died out.

Oscar has learned his lesson.

Although his gaze towards Ning Rongrong still seemed glued on.

But after being told to "get lost" to his face, he didn't dare to approach them easily anymore.

Only Dai Mubai remained undeterred.

Or rather, he was unwilling to accept it.

"Zhu Zhuqing, I just saw this Osmanthus Cake on the street and thought you might like it, so I bought some for you. Try it."

Dai Mubai then approached Zhu Zhuqing and handed her a packet of pastries wrapped in oil paper, his smile ingratiating.

As Zhu Zhuqing brushed past without even lifting her eyelids, she left behind three cold words:

"You can't do it."

One sentence left Dai Mubai completely stiff.

The ingratiating smile froze on his face, and the colors in front of him changed from red to green, and then from green to black.

He was overwhelmed by a profound sense of humiliation.

But he dared not lash out, nor even dared to refute.

With their weakness in someone else's hands, he could only watch helplessly as that black-clad figure walked away.

I felt like a clown standing still.

Finally, he slunk away to the side, his fists clenched tightly.

Dinner time.

Hotel lobby on the first floor.

Several square tables were filled with people, making a noisy scene.

Lin Qingmo and Xiao Wu occupied a corner table by themselves.

A few refreshing side dishes and a pot of sweet fruit wine.

The two of them huddled together, whispering and laughing.

Xiao Wu would occasionally cover her mouth and giggle, creating an atmosphere so sweet it was almost cloying.

The atmosphere at the large table on the other side was much more subtle.

Dai Mubai, Oscar, Ma Hongjun, and Tang San sat on one side, while Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing sat on the other side, separated by what seemed like a dividing line between Chu and Han.

"Boss Dai, it's not easy for you to come all this way, you have to show your appreciation!"

Ma Hongjun rubbed his hands together, his eyes fixed on the barbecue on the next table.

Dai Mubai was looking for an opportunity to show off.

Upon hearing this, he immediately patted his chest and said, "No problem! Order whatever you like, it's on me tonight!"

Upon hearing this, Ma Hongjun's eyes lit up. "I want to eat that big ham, and two jars of good wine too!"

The Oscar got excited too.

"Boss Dai is so generous! Then I won't stand on ceremony. I've been wanting to try the strong liquor here for a long time!"

Tang San silently ate the white rice in his bowl, showing no interest in the wine.

Out of the corner of his eye, however, he couldn't help but glance at the beautiful couple in the corner.

Seeing Xiao Wu's bright smile towards Lin Qingmo and her affectionately serving Lin Qingmo food, he felt a tightness in his chest.

Soon, the food and drinks were served.

Several jars of strong liquor, sealed in mud, sat imposingly on the table.

Dai Mubai gave Ma Hongjun a wink.

Ma Hongjun understood, chuckled, and got up to pour the wine.

He wondered to himself: Was Boss Dai planning to strike up a conversation with Zhu Zhuqing and the others once the drinking started and the atmosphere became lively?

Just as he was about to invite everyone to drink.

"Stop."

Ning Rongrong put down her chopsticks, and the crisp sound made everyone pause.

She elegantly wiped her mouth, then stood up and patted off non-existent wrinkles in her skirt.

He gave Dai Mubai and the other two a disdainful sneer.

"You're all too noisy! We're eating right now. Can't people eat in peace by making such a racket? You're so rude! Didn't your families teach you any table manners?"

"Besides..."

She wagged her finger.

"I don't drink alcohol, please help yourselves."

After saying that, she turned around like a light butterfly and walked towards Lin Qingmo's table.

She walked to the table and winked playfully at Lin Qingmo.

"A-Qing, Xiao Wu, do you mind if I share a table? It's a bit... um, it's affecting my appetite over there."

Lin Qingmo smiled, "Of course I don't mind."

"Is it really okay? Will it disturb your time together?"

Ning Rongrong nudged Xiao Wu with her shoulder teasingly.

Xiao Wu blushed.

No, please have a seat.

Xiao Wu moved over to make room for her.

Ning Rongrong had just sat down.

Zhu Zhuqing put down her rice bowl, which she had barely touched.

As he stood up and walked past Dai Mubai, he didn't even spare him a glance.

He went straight to Lin Qingmo's table.

He sat down next to Ning Rongrong, his movements as natural as if he were at home.

"..."

The air froze instantly.

Dai Mubai, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun froze in their seats, their smiles completely gone.

The hand that was reaching out to pour the wine was still hanging in mid-air.

Awkward.

An incredibly awkward situation.

The eyes of the other diners at the other tables in the hall immediately turned to this.

With curiosity, scrutiny, and undisguised amusement at the spectacle.

His gaze was like needles, making the three of them feel extremely uncomfortable.

I practically want to dig a Shrek Academy out of my toes right here and now!

"What... what's going on here..."

Ma Hongjun stared blankly, unable to utter a single word to smooth things over.

"..."

Dai Mubai's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and the veins on the back of his hand holding the wine glass bulged.

The people he tried to attract by showing off their wealth ran away.

He still ended up with Lin Qingmo, whom he disliked and couldn't compare to!

This is practically a public execution, a slap in the face!

Oscar silently withdrew his hand.

In a daze, he poured himself a full glass of strong liquor.

He tilted his head back and gulped it all down with a "thump".

The fiery liquor burned down my throat, but it couldn't extinguish the bitterness in my heart.

He glanced at Ning Rongrong secretly.

The girl was talking to Zhu Zhuqing with her head turned to the side, a relaxed smile on her lips.

That was an expression she had never shown him before.

Oscar felt a pang in his heart.

"As expected... Ning Rongrong only has eyes for strong individuals like Lin Qingmo."

He thought dejectedly, then cheered himself up again.

"No, I can't give up! I have to become even stronger!"

Tang San, hidden in the corner, witnessed everything.

He looked at Lin Qingmo, who was surrounded by people, and at Xiao Wu's dependence and affection for him.

Then look at the desolation and awkwardness on my side.

A sense of loneliness, a feeling of being excluded from the whole world, mixed with a maddening jealousy, began to gnaw at his heart once again.

He lowered his head and forcefully shoveled a mouthful of cold rice into his mouth.

His eyes were inscrutable in the shadows.