Gu Yue and Leng Yaozhu, Two Defeated Dogs of Master and Disciple, Faced Each Other in Midair

Tang Wuling shook her head.

"No appetite."

Xie Xie lowered his voice.

"At this price, you're the one losing out if you don't eat."

Tang Wuling's eyes were still red, and that one sentence nearly broke her composure.

"Fuck off."

"That's more like it."

"If you can still curse people, you're not dying."

Xie Xie placed a piece of meat in her bowl.

Tang Wuling did not push it away again.

Ouyang Zixin took the opportunity to sit beside Lin An.

She had already dressed up carefully today.

Compared to her usual pure, campus-beauty look, she seemed several degrees more mature.

Once she was close, Lin An could even smell a faint trace of perfume.

But he had absolutely no mood to appreciate it right now.

Ouyang Zixin turned her face toward him.

A smile resurfaced in her large eyes.

"Junior."

"Yeah?"

"Were you trying to set me up with Tang Wuling?"

Lin An froze.

His entire mind went blank for a moment.

He turned to look at her.

The moment Ouyang Zixin saw his expression, she was practically certain.

"Just as I thought."

Ouyang Zixin brushed back the dark strands by her forehead, her tone gentle. "You must be troubled, Junior. Your good friend has improper designs on you and keeps clinging to you all day, but you can't reject her because of your friendship."

She leaned extremely close.

Her already beautiful face seemed even more alluring beneath her elaborate makeup, completely unlike her former image as a pure campus beauty.

Two earrings dangled from her earlobes. She wore an ultra-short skirt, and her golden hair spilled down her back.

She was slender, with exquisite features, snow-white skin, curled lashes, and those watery eyes fixed unblinkingly on Lin An.

Lin An opened his mouth.

He had no idea how