Obvious Intentions (Continued)

"Damn, you're so arrogant, watch out, my brother Feng will beat you to a pulp!"

After a few exchanges, Zhao Lei couldn't stand it anymore and started to argue back.

"Yes! That's the spirit we need! It's more fun with more people!" Lin Xiu's eyes lit up, completely "fearless".

Zhao Lei: "You *** (censored)!!"

Lin Xiu: "Back in the day, I was the 'leader' of the Second Gang of Thirty-Meter Street..."

"Just a little brat!"

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"Huh? Qianqian? Where's Xiaomo? Wasn't she just here with you guys?" Little Zhao ignored their bickering, glanced around, and was immediately dumbfounded again.

Gong Qianqian had a fluffy brown bob haircut and a rather thin figure. Wearing a white T-shirt and denim overalls, she looked even smaller.

She was curled up, engrossed in scrolling through her phone. Hearing this, she paused, looked up blankly, glanced around, and exclaimed with slight surprise, "Oh! Sister Hua just said she was going for a walk. Didn't you run into her on your way here?"

"If I encountered that situation, would I need to ask you?" Little Zhao shrugged, speechless.

Gong Qianqian reluctantly put away her phone, sticking out her tongue. "It's just a walk, maybe my sister will be back soon."

"Qianqian, you're older than Xiaomo, right?"

"Sister Hua is our team leader, I'm happy to be her younger sister!"

"Huh? I get the feeling you're really enjoying this?" Little Zhao's eyebrows twitched, and he raised the corners of his mouth, staring at her meaningfully.

"No way! I'm just showing respect! Don't you even know what respect means?!" Gong Qianqian pouted, her face burning, so angry she wanted to pounce on someone and bite them.

The atmosphere was slightly awkward; it was supposed to be a "friendly" gathering, but everyone seemed to be doing their own thing.

Zhao Lei and Zhao Ping were still bantering and arguing with Lin Xiu. Chen Shujie and Ling Mengxue, like everyone else, sighed helplessly, found a place to sit down, drank juice, and enjoyed the "sketch" and "farce." Surprisingly, it was a uniquely immersive and relaxing experience.

"Hmm... it's the carpet that Brother Ling Meng stepped on..."

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A slightly ethereal and cool voice drifted over, and the atmosphere in the private room immediately fell silent.

What kind of outrageous line is this?

Lin Xiu was closest to the door and felt a sense of unease. He subconsciously opened the door and saw a beautiful young woman in a thin white floral dress, white stockings, and canvas shoes lying on the carpet behind it, holding a magnifying glass and seemingly studying something.

Seeing this, everyone's expressions were somewhat complicated.

And it's still a bit... unbelievable??

Hearing the commotion, Hua Mu was also taken aback. She had initially seemed a little excited, but after realizing what was happening, she immediately composed herself, stood up quickly and calmly, her posture elegant, her face expressionless, as if nothing had just happened, and walked into the private room like a person who had nothing to hide.

"Holy crap!" Gong Qianqian squatted down beside the coffee table, her face filled with undisguised surprise. She was already short, and her chin rested on the table, only her head peeking out. "Did I see that right? Sister Hua just... just... just??"

"..."

Hua Mu didn't look at her, silently shifting her gaze. Her long hair was simply tied with a white ribbon, and her face was as fair and delicate as jade, but she had little expression and was exceptionally aloof, creating a stark contrast to her previous kneeling and licking the carpet.

Of course, this is on the premise that everyone present did not misread it...

Noticing Ling Mengxue sitting next to her, Hua Mu paused, ignoring the gazes of those present, and walked over without hesitation. "Brother Ling Meng, long time no see. What a coincidence to meet you here. I think... this might be fate?"

Hua Mu greeted them expressionlessly, her tone gentle, like a girl with a blank expression. Her Liu Hai and a few stray hairs framed her small face, and only her clean, emerald-green eyes held a smile on her sweet and lovely face.

"Uh... long time no see." Ling Mengxue smiled, somewhat helplessly: Xiaohua, we had a class reunion dinner planned, so meeting at the agreed location isn't exactly a "coincidence," is it?

"Ahem." Lin Xiu cleared his throat. "OK~ Everyone's here, how about we arrange the next activities?"

"For example?" Zhao Ping asked.

"For example, maybe have a fight, spar a bit, hehe." Lin Xiu's eyes lit up, and he pushed up his glasses again.

"Damn! You still haven't given up! Fine, I'm not one to be trifled with either, I'll beat you to death later!" Zhao Ping picked up a lamb skewer and started gnawing on it, feeling his whole body boiling with excitement.

"Stop! We're starving! Can we chat and eat at the same time?" Little Zhao was also getting worried about the two of them. "We've served a lot of fine wine tonight, don't waste it."

"..."

The group chatted casually, but Zhao Lei preferred gossip to this. Thinking about the bizarre scene just now, not only him, but even Chen Shujie couldn't help but feel a surge of curiosity.

"Sister Hua, you were too bold just now. You need to be mindful of your image!"

Gong Qianqian excitedly leaned over and snuggled up to Hua Mu, looking at Ling Mengxue with her cherry-like lips slightly pouting. "It's you, Ling Meng! It's been so long, and you still want to steal him from us? Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you're handsome. We have a great relationship with Xiao Mu, and we even joined a big guild together. We're super powerful!"

"..." "6." "... Okay, okay, impressive~" "But there's one more thing, I changed my name a long time ago, please call me Ling Feng or Brother Feng, thank you. Ling Meng doesn't suit my current image." Ling Mengxue was speechless, but when did she ever act recklessly because of her looks?

You are forbidden to lie through your teeth!

"Qianqian, eat something first." Hua Mu said gently, then turned around, grabbed Gong Qianqian, and threw her back onto the sofa without expression.

Ling Mengxue suppressed a laugh and asked with feigned concern, "Xiaohua, isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to treat her like this?"

"It's okay, she doesn't mind."

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