For one brief moment, Zhou Yuanlin imagined carrying a bomb and blowing that bastard Xu Jingge sky-high.
No one was born wanting to be a clown.
Unfortunately, heaven refused to grant him even that little bit of dignity.
Young Master Zhou closed his eyes, his heart filled with grief.
It was Shen Lian who stepped forward, suppressing a laugh to ease the tension. "I'm hungry. Let's eat, let's eat."
Zhou Yuanlin had long since lost any romantic interest in Sun Binghe. His initial attraction had been to his looks anyway. Once he experienced Assistant Sun's sharp tongue, his rosy image of the man's gentleness shattered. Clearly, though, Yang Bin didn't see it that way.
Thinking back carefully, Zhou Yuanlin realized that ever since his failed confession to Sun Binghe, Yang Bin had remained perfectly courteous and shown no hostility, but whenever an opportunity arose, he had to make his point with earth-shattering force.
And of all the rotten luck, Zhou Yuanlin's seat was right beside Yang Bin.
Whatever else could be said of those present, they were smart enough and could handle a shock. The only one who couldn't control his mouth was Feng Yueshan, who kept going, "Holy shit! You two really went for it!" "I thought you were way too close ages ago, but Chu Yilan insisted it was brotherly love!" "I'd already accepted the brotherly-love explanation, and now you spring this on me!" "Fair enough, fair enough. I'd be upset too if someone else swooped in and stole my own sweetheart."
Chen Mu placed a shrimp in Feng Yueshan's bowl. "Don't talk so much while you're eating."
Feng Yueshan immediately explained, "I'm not usually like this, babe. I was raised with very strict manners. I'm just shocked!"
Chen Mu: "..."
Xu Jingge had spoken too quickly earlier.