booktalesy Chapter 50: The Shura Field
Chapter 50: The Shura Field
"Xiao Xun?"
When Lin Bei saw who it was, he almost dropped the cigarette from his mouth.
"What are you doing here?"
"My grandpa brought me here," Wu Xiaoxun tilted her head and smiled.
"He said a business friend of his was having a banquet here at noon today, so I came with my grandfather."
"Since dinner hasn't started yet, I was feeling a bit bored, so I came out for a walk."
"I didn't expect to see you as soon as I went up to the second floor!"
Old Gao stood to the side, still holding the lighter in his hand, but hadn't even lit it.
He looked at the twin-tailed girl who had suddenly appeared in front of him.
She then looked at the two hands that were tightly holding Lin Bei's arm.
Then she looked at Lin Bei's calm and composed face.
He was completely stunned.
Ok? !
What's going on here?
Who is this cute girl in front of me? She seems quite close to Lin Bei.
Damn it!
That bastard Lin Bei is chasing girls behind his back again!
Moreover, he felt that Lin Bei had changed!
Lin Bei used to stutter for ages even when talking to girls.
Now girls are practically clinging to him.
She's a girl of this caliber.
Old Gao was so envious he was practically grinding his teeth to dust.
"Um... Old Lin." Old Gao cleared his throat, chuckled, and revealed a mouthful of white teeth.
"Who is this?"
"Wu Xiaoxun, my friend's daughter." Lin Bei pulled half of his arm out of Wu Xiaoxun's grip and added.
"My client's daughter... Don't look at me like that."
Wu Xiaoxun then noticed that there was another person standing next to her.
She turned around, neatly folded her hands in front of her, gave Lao Gao a slight bow, and wore a standard good child's smile.
Hello, brother.
Old Gao chuckled twice, his ears turning slightly red: "Hello, hello."
Wu Xiaoxun tilted her head and carefully examined Lao Gao. Her round eyes swept from Lao Gao's face to his arm, and then from his arm to the unlit cigarette in his hand.
Finally, back to his face.
When she spoke, her tone remained obedient, and her eyes were sincere: "Brother, you're so dark-skinned."
Old Gao's smile froze on his face instantly.
His lips still had an upturned curve, but the light in his eyes had disappeared.
Just now: Hehe...
Now: No, hehe...
Old Gao opened his mouth, as if to say something in retaliation.
But he looked down at his own arm, and then at Lin Bei's arm.
The facts are clear: when he stands next to Wu Xiaoxun, their skin tones are indeed at least three shades different.
"Pfft!" Lin Bei took the cigarette out of his mouth, almost bursting out laughing.
A smile never fades.
However, it will transfer to someone else's face.
Meanwhile, in the lobby on the first floor of Fumanlou.
Song Qingning and Su Qianqian pushed open the revolving door and walked in.
Today, she was unusually free of her signature non-mainstream blonde perm.
Instead, she tied her hair into a neat high ponytail with slightly curled ends.
She wore a light blue short-sleeved shirt, white capri pants, and flat shoes with bows on her feet.
Her entire attire was much more restrained than usual.
After all, it was their own family's celebration for their child's graduation.
Because my mom said that if I dress like a delinquent again today, she'll take away my allowance.
Su Qianqian followed beside her, wearing that beige dress, her hair naturally draped over her shoulders, adorned only with a simple pearl hair clip.
"You scored over 600 points, you're the star of the show today," Su Qianqian said softly.
"Of course, I'm the boss today!" Song Qingning raised her chin high.
"But you scored nearly 700 points, why aren't you having a celebration party?"
"If your family were to hold a party, it would definitely be bigger than mine."
Su Qianqian said, "My dad mentioned it, and I said I didn't want to do it."
"That's true. It's too much trouble for you rich families to hold banquets. Just deciding who to invite and who not to invite is a headache enough."
The two walked side by side up to the second floor.
As Song Qingning reached the corner of the stairs, she kept talking about how her mother had changed restaurants three times and ordered twelve dishes for today's banquet, each of which she had personally tasted.
Su Qianqian listened quietly, nodding occasionally and smiling sometimes.
Then, they went up to the second floor.
When Song Qingning's gaze swept across the end of the corridor, she saw Lin Bei's figure.
She smiled slightly, about to wave to Lin Bei, when her expression suddenly changed and her smile vanished.
Because besides Lin Bei, she also saw Lao Gao and a woman she had never seen before.
A girl with pigtails, wearing a JK plaid skirt and white over-the-knee socks was standing next to Lin Bei, so close they were almost touching.
The girl, in particular, was holding Lin Bei's arm with both hands, tilting her head and looking up at him, obediently talking to Lao Gao.
That girl was the kind of cute girl who would turn heads wherever she went.
White stockings paired with small leather shoes, and the pleats on the skirt, all exude a delicate girlish charm.
Song Qingning stopped in her tracks.
Su Qianqian also stopped.
Song Qingning gritted her teeth, her cheeks bulged noticeably, and her back molars ground down slightly.
She shoved her handbag into Su Qianqian's arms and quickly walked over.
When Song Qingning walked up to Lin Bei, she raised her leg and kicked Lin Bei's shinbone.
"Well, you stinky Lin Bei!"
"He's out there flirting with naive young girls again!"
Lin Bei was kicked so hard that he took half a step back and rubbed his calf.
Turning around, I saw Song Qingning standing behind me with her hands on her hips, her eyebrows almost reaching her hairline.
Su Qianqian slowly followed and stood a step behind Song Qingning. Her gaze swept over the girl with pigtails before returning to her own.
Her expression was calm, even carrying a hint of detached politeness.
But the faint curve at the corner of his mouth looked like he was trying to suppress a laugh.
Old Gao stood by the window, still clutching the lighter in his hand, but hadn't lit a cigarette.
His gaze swept back and forth between the four people several times.
Lin Bei stood in the middle, with the gray marks from Song Qingning's kick still visible on his calf.
Wu Xiaoxun held onto Lin Bei's arm with both hands, tilting her head to look at the two unfamiliar girls who had suddenly appeared.
Although her eyes held curiosity, she didn't loosen her grip at all.
Song Qingning stood in front of Lin Bei with her arms crossed, a smile on her lips.
But his smile was cold, and his eyes looked different than usual.
Old Gao stared for a few seconds, as if he could smell the impending battleground.
He put the lighter in his pocket, leaned back against the windowsill, and crossed his arms.
A childhood sweetheart, a school beauty best friend, and a JK girl with pigtails all surround Lin Bei.
Moreover, he felt something was wrong when Song Qingning kicked him just now.
That wasn't the kind of joke a normal friend would make; it was more like the force of a wife catching someone red-handed.
Although Su Qianqian didn't say anything, the position she was in blocked Lin Bei's retreat route to the other side of the corridor.
Old Gao's lips slowly curled up.
Goodness, this is going to be interesting.