Xu Mingyao was so provoked by anger that her body even showed faint signs of trembling.
But Lin Yu acted as if he hadn't seen a thing.
Braving Xu Mingyao's gaze, which looked as though she wanted to tear him to shreds, Lin Yu wore a face full of smiles and greeted her like a hospitable host:
"You're here?"
"Have a seat."
Xu Mingyao gritted her teeth.
Lin Yu's attitude made her realize something was off.
Logically speaking.
Lin Yu's hatred for her was probably no less than her hatred for him.
So how did he suddenly put on such a pleasant and amiable face?
Xu Mingyao couldn't quite figure out what Lin Yu had up his sleeve.
Subconsciously, she shifted her gaze to Qing Mo, who was beside Lin Yu.
Qing Mo's behavior seemed very normal.
She sat at the table, leaning forward slightly, her left elbow resting on the tabletop. Her left hand was loosely clenched, her curled knuckles pressed against her lips.
At this moment, she was intently looking at the sukiyaki menu on the table.
Even when Xu Mingyao came in, she only cast a casual glance before lowering her eyes again, fixing her gaze back onto the menu.
It seemed she was seriously considering what other dishes to add.
Although Qing Mo's behavior seemed perfectly normal.
Xu Mingyao knew very well that with Lin Yu's personality, he would definitely try every possible way to humiliate her.
Looking at that hypocritical, nauseating smile on his face, Xu Mingyao knew he was definitely plotting something malicious!
It was just that...
The experience from the day before yesterday had already made things very clear to Xu Mingyao.
She had no choices left now.
Suppressing the anger in her heart.
Xu Mingyao really wanted to mimic her father's demeanor in the business world; even when facing a top rival he secretly wished to kill, he could still laugh and talk cheerfully, not letting his emotions show on his face.
But Xu Mingyao tried it for a moment and quickly realized she couldn't do it!
Now, as soon as she saw Lin Yu's damn face, she would remember that night, his scolding and Qing Mo's sounds of pleasure.
She remembered that photo of Qing Mo with her chin being pinched, her eyes hazy with desire.
And to think, the dress Qing Mo was wearing in that photo was the very one Xu Mingyao loved seeing her wear the most!
Managing to hold back from cursing Lin Yu out loud was already the absolute limit of what Xu Mingyao could do right now!
Ignoring Lin Yu, Xu Mingyao took off her shoes, stepped onto the tatami mat in her white socks, and went to sit down beside Qing Mo.
"Sister Qing Mo."
When facing Qing Mo, Xu Mingyao suddenly became a completely different person.
Her voice was soft and gentle, and the tender affection in her eyes made her look like a sweet, considerate girl next door as she spoke softly to Qing Mo:
"This is the bag I saw you wanted on your Moments."
As she spoke, Xu Mingyao took the luxury bag out of her pocket and offered it to Qing Mo with both hands:
"I bought it for you, Sister Qing Mo."
Xu Mingyao said in a tiny voice, the slightly drooping corners of her eyes fully portraying her caution and pitifulness.
Unfortunately.
Xu Mingyao's display was completely lost on a blind audience.
Qing Mo still maintained her posture of resting her elbow on the table and pressing her knuckles against her lips, not even sparing half a glance at Xu Mingyao beside her, as if she couldn't see her at all.
Seeing Qing Mo being so impolite, Lin Yu was displeased. He furrowed his brows and said with a tone of reprimand:
"What are you doing?"
"She is talking to you."
"Why are you pretending you can't hear?"
As Lin Yu spoke, Qing Mo's body suddenly exhibited an extremely subtle abnormality.
The muscles in her body seemed to tense up at this moment.
Even the fingers pressed against her lips pressed down a bit harder, her nails almost digging into the flesh of her palm.
However, like hidden undercurrents beneath a calm sea, these minute reactions from Qing Mo completely escaped Xu Mingyao's notice.
She thought Qing Mo was just ignoring her because she was mad at her.
At the same time, she was also very dissatisfied with the tone of that bastard, Lin Yu.
Although she really didn't want to admit it.
But you are already together with Qing Mo now.
Couldn't you be a little gentler with her, you bastard?
What a vulgar man!
If it were me, I definitely wouldn't use such a scolding tone to speak to her. I would be gentle and meticulous...
While Xu Mingyao was feeling indignant, Qing Mo had already chosen to obey Lin Yu's command, turning her face to look at the bag in her hands.
After a brief glance, Qing Mo said in a calm tone:
"I don't want it."
"Take it back."
The words that slipped past Qing Mo's lips sounded a bit strange.
Even though her tone was flat and her words lacked much emotional fluctuation, her speaking speed was just a tiny bit fast.
This was highly unusual.
It was as if she was tightening her throat, trying hard to suppress the fluctuating emotions in her voice.
However, this slightly abnormal speaking speed was not very obvious.
Moreover, Xu Mingyao had absolutely no mind to pay attention to these trivial details.
Right now, her mind was entirely occupied by one single thing.
Qing Mo didn't want this bag?
"W-Why?"
Xu Mingyao asked, stunned and confused:
"But just the day before yesterday, I saw you post on your Moments, Sister Qing Mo, saying that this bag's design is really nice, just a bit hard to buy."
"I saw it."
"And I immediately pulled some strings to buy it for you..."
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ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
