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nTranslator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

nHe looked at her for a while. The more he looked, the more he felt her eyes resembled Liang Doukou’s. They were both big and as black as obsidian.

nIf there was any difference between her and Liang Doukou, it was that Liang Doukou liked to wear makeup, while she didn’t wear any. The clothes she wore were not as luxurious and glamorous as Liang Doukou’s. She wore her straight hair down, which made her eyes more clear and purer than Liang Doukou’s.

nLu Bancheng saw Gu Yusheng staring at Qin Zhi’ai without saying anything for a while so he came up to ask him, “Why aren’t you talking?”

nGu Yusheng didn’t notice that Qin Zhi’ai and Xu Wennuan had finished their song “Hiroshima My Love” until Lu Bancheng reminded him. He wondered when they had finished singing.

nGu Yusheng slightly frowned. How could I daze off by staring at a girl I just met? he thought to himself.

n“What’s wrong?” Lu Bancheng didn’t get any response from Gu Yusheng, so he waved his hand in front of his face to get his attention. It might have been because of the alcohol that Lu Bancheng talked more recklessly than usually. “Has your soul been stolen by Haozi’s wife’s bestie?”

nGu Yusheng acted like he had heard a bad joke. He laughed in a low pitch and said, “It has nothing to do with me if she’s pretty or not. Don’t bullsh*t me.”

n“Me, bullsh*tting you? Who dazed off—” Lu Bancheng wanted to argue with Gu Yusheng with the help of the alcohol. However, Gu Yusheng gave him a dirty look before he could finish talking.

nGu Yusheng asked, “Are you done? You look like you have nothing to do. Why are you talking to someone who’s not even important? If you’re interested in her, you can go talk to her. Don’t bullsh*t me. I’m not interested.”

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nXu Wennuan was pulled into Wu Hao’s arms after singing the song. Wu Hao passed her a glass of juice to help her throat.

nXu Wennuan looked for kisses in Wu Hao’s arms.

nQin Zhi’ai was too shy to watch, so she turned around, walked to the table, and took a seat.

nThe room seemed to be quieter than before, since there was no one singing or any music playing at that moment, only loud noises from people convincing each other to drink more.

nQin Zhi’ai reached her hand out to grab herself some juice. She had good ears, so she heard Lu Bancheng’s say, “What’s wrong? Has your soul been stolen by the bestie of Haozi’s wife’s bestie?”

nShe thought to herself, The bestie of Haozi’s wife? Is that me?

nQin Zhi’ai stopped herself from grabbing the juice. Instead, she turned around to look for Lu Bancheng’s voice. She found Gu Yusheng and Lu Bancheng sitting close to her.

nThere was a guy in between them. He was playing a card game, so engaged in it that he wasn’t paying attention to Gu Yusheng and Lu Bancheng.

nShe picked a corner of the room to sit in. With a guy in between them, Gu Yusheng and Lu Bancheng didn’t notice her. They continued their talk. In fact, they talked in a low pitch. If there had been music, Qin Zhi’ai wouldn’t have heard them even if she wanted to eavesdrop.

n“It has nothing to do with me if she’s pretty or not. Don’t bullsh*t me.”

n“Me, bullsh*tting you? Who dazed off—”

n“Are you done? You look like you have nothing to do. Why are you talking to someone who’s not even important? If you’re interested in her, you can go talk to her. Don’t bullsh*t me. I’m not interested.”

nIt seemed that Lu Bancheng could tell Gu Yusheng was annoyed, so he dropped the topic and moved onto something else.

nQin Zhi’ai quietly watched Gu Yusheng’s face from the side. She stopped paying attention to their conversation, what Gu Yusheng had said to Lu Bancheng still lingering in her head.

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