At the moment their eyes met, Lin Yu felt as if his heart was about to leap out of his throat.
At this moment, Lin Yu's brain worked in overdrive, desperately thinking about what he should do to prevent the impending disaster of a romantic bloodbath.
A moment later.
Lin Yu arrived at an answer.
That was to be completely shameless.
That was it.
He just needed to throw away his previously high moral bottom line.
The difficult situation before him could then be easily resolved.
After all, both Xia Muzhu and Tang Manman had privately agreed that he could have other women.
So as long as he wasn't embarrassed, the ones feeling awkward would be the two of them!
They had already agreed to it anyway!
Thinking of this, Lin Yu gritted his teeth and made up his mind.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and after shutting down the system inside him that felt shame and conscience, he opened his eyes again.
Lin Yu (True NTR Version) makes his debut!!!
"Over here!"
Lin Yu raised his arm, waving at Tang Manman with a light smile on his lips, signaling her to hurry over.
Xia Muzhu hadn't even noticed Tang Manman's presence at first.
It was only after hearing Lin Yu's shout that she noticed this girl whom she had met a few times before.
Upon seeing her, Xia Muzhu became so nervous that she was somewhat at a loss for what to do.
Especially when she saw Lin Yu enthusiastically calling her over, her nervousness made her mind go completely blank.
Facing this girl named Tang Manman, Xia Muzhu's feelings were extremely complex.
On one hand, there was guilt.
She knew what kind of relationship the girl and Lin Yu had during his high school years.
In a way.
One could almost say she had stolen Lin Yu away from her.
This inevitably made Xia Muzhu feel some guilt toward her.
On the other hand, Xia Muzhu also harbored some obvious resentment toward this girl.
This stemmed from the girl's lingering obsession with Lin Yu, and even her actions of stealing half of Lin Yu back.
No.
To be precise, it should be one-third...
...
But no matter how you look at it, when she stole Lin Yu, he was still nominally single.
But when the girl stole Lin Yu from her side, Lin Yu was already a man with a girlfriend!
From this perspective, Xia Muzhu felt she held the moral high ground and had more justification on her side.
However, that was only what she thought normally, when her mind was clear.
Right now, her mind was a blank slate due to overwhelming nervousness.
She could only follow her subconscious thoughts.
And because Xia Muzhu was a very gentle person.
She would often mentally downplay her own sacrifices and the grievances she suffered.
Conversely, she would often infinitely magnify what she owed to others in her heart.
This meant that at this very moment.
Aside from embarrassment, the emotion that occupied her heart the most was a guilty conscience.
Xia Muzhu was very embarrassed.
Tang Manman across the street was no better off.
The moment she saw Lin Yu and Xia Muzhu together.
She was somewhat shocked and a little heartbroken.
But these two emotions came fast and faded even faster.
Once these two emotions receded like the tide, all that remained in her heart was a guilty conscience and an embarrassment so intense she wished the ground would swallow her whole.
Xia Muzhu was Lin Yu's girlfriend!
She was his official girlfriend who had lived with him for over a full year and cohabited with him for a very long time!
And what about herself?
She was also the genuine article.
A genuine homewrecker, the kind who ruined other people's relationships.
So upon seeing Xia Muzhu and Lin Yu together, after the shock and sadness faded, Tang Manman's first reaction was a guilty conscience.
Run away, quickly!
But to her surprise, that guy Lin Yu actually waved at her right in front of Xia Muzhu, and even wanted her to come over?
What on earth was he trying to do!?
And because of his shout, Xia Muzhu had also noticed her...
...
Tang Manman stood dumbfounded by the side of the road.
The instant Xia Muzhu's gaze shifted over, the thoughts of running away or hiding in a hole vanished from her mind completely.
It went completely blank.
Yeah.
Whiter than the freshly fallen snowflakes on the ground.
"Come here."
Across the street, seeing Tang Manman standing foolishly by the road, Lin Yu waved at her again and spoke.
Tang Manman was now like a robot.
She had entirely lost the ability to think for herself.
Her beloved Lin Yu told her to go over, so with her brain crashing, her base code began to run.
She chose to listen to Lin Yu's words and walked toward him.
Yeah.
Her base code was actually pretty advanced.
She knew to look out for cars when crossing the road.
Just like that, Tang Manman crossed the street and arrived beside Lin Yu and Xia Muzhu.
The three of them gathered together.
Xia Muzhu felt even more awkward and guilty; she didn't even dare to look at Tang Manman's face.
Tang Manman had it even worse.
Besides embarrassment and a guilty conscience.
Tang Manman also felt the tension and oppression of a thief being caught by the rightful owner.
She felt so miserable that she couldn't help but want to cry.
Among the three, only Lin Yu still had a smile on his face.
His relaxed and indifferent demeanor made him look even more like a scumbag than an actual scumbag.
While his hand holding Xia Muzhu's remained unreleased, he had already started chatting with Tang Manman with a smile.
"What a coincidence."
"What are you doing at the hospital?"
"Are you feeling unwell?"
Tang Manman's mind was completely blank, unable to think at all, so she could only blankly and quietly tell the truth.
"No, I'm here to pick up some medicine for my sister."
"Oh, I see."
Lin Yu nodded, then asked:
"Have you eaten yet?"
"Sister Zhuzi and I are going to eat instant-boiled mutton, you should come with us."
Lin Yu wore a smile, his expression so natural it seemed as if he were merely inviting a regular friend.
"Ah?"
Tang Manman's pink lips parted slightly, letting out a small gasp.
After a long period of stupor, her consciousness finally regained a tiny bit of clarity, and she opened her mouth to decline:
"N-no, that's fine."
Unfortunately, the rationality she had recovered was only enough for her to stammer out those few words.
"Oh, don't be so polite."
Lin Yu acted like a hospitable host, making the decision for his guest without leaving any room for argument.
"Let's go eat together."
"We're all family."
Upon hearing this sentence, Xia Muzhu was also taken aback.
Looking at Lin Yu's side profile, her azure eyes subconsciously widened a bit.
This sentence directly and completely shattered the bit of rationality Tang Manman had so painstakingly recovered.
She reverted back to that empty-headed robot mode.
"Come on."
Lin Yu, who had already made the decision for Tang Manman, reached his hand out to her directly, speaking in a hearty yet slightly playful voice:
"Give me your hand."
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