In winter, it seemed that even the sun couldn't stand the cold, knocking off work early.
It wasn't even four o'clock yet, but it had already buried half of its plump body below the horizon, calling for the arrival of the night.
Lin Yu looked at the slightly dimming world outside the window.
Today was New Year's Eve.
The night was destined to not be peaceful.
And more importantly, it was about time for him to hurry back!
Otherwise, let alone Xia Yueshan, even Xia Muzhu would look at him with quite resentful eyes!
But looking at Tang Manman, who was lying in his arms with a peaceful expression and no intention of getting up whatsoever, Lin Yu smacked his lips, not knowing how to bring it up for a moment.
Time slipped away bit by bit before Lin Yu's eyes.
Unknowingly, the door of the cafe was gently pushed open.
This 24/7 cafe welcomed two new customers.
Tap.
The hard bottom of a bag landed on the glass table in front of them, making a soft sound.
Hearing the sound, Lin Yu looked over and saw two women with expressions that were teasing yet slightly displeased.
Lin Yu's hunched back instantly straightened up, like a cheating husband caught red-handed.
Tang Manman, lying in Lin Yu's arms, noticed his abnormal movement. She first raised her chin, glanced at Lin Yu, and then followed his gaze to the opposite side of the table...
Tang Manman's reaction was exactly the same as Lin Yu's.
Her small face first blushed red, and then she quickly pulled away from Lin Yu's embrace.
It was as if she had been caught in the act.
No.
It wasn't as if.
She was!
Xia Muzhu and Qing Mo sat down across the coffee table, and the atmosphere became a bit awkward for a moment.
But overall, it was fine.
Perhaps because Lin Yu had reported to her before leaving the house, Xia Muzhu wasn't angry. She even felt like laughing when she saw the stiff and comical appearance of Lin Yu and Tang Manman.
As for why Xia Muzhu, who should have been at home preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner, appeared here.
The answer was already obvious.
Lin Yu looked at Qing Mo beside Xia Muzhu and glared at her in annoyance.
Qing Mo stared straight at Lin Yu, not dodging out of a guilty conscience. Instead, a bit more passion appeared in her usually cold eyes.
Looking at her like this.
Lin Yu was even afraid that if he slapped her, she would secretly lick his hand!
Anyway, Lin Yu could do nothing about her.
In short, the four of them gathered together.
For Lin Yu, this could also be called an alternative kind of reunion.
Lin Yu raised his hand to call the waiter, ordered a cup of coffee each for Qing Mo and Xia Muzhu, and at the same time, replaced the two cold cups of coffee in front of himself and Tang Manman.
Looking at the three people in front of him, Lin Yu suddenly felt somewhat emotional.
It was just a pity.
He still had to go home with Xia Muzhu later to keep Xia Yueshan company.
Otherwise, he really wanted to do something else!
With Tang Manman, Xia Muzhu, and Qing Mo—three people with completely different family backgrounds and living environments—gathered together, there was naturally no topic for them to chat about...
No.
Actually, there were a few topics they could talk about.
But they obviously weren't close enough to that extent yet.
So naturally, no one brought up that relatively taboo and private topic.
Among the four, Lin Yu did most of the talking, while the three women chimed in casually.
Gradually, Xia Muzhu showed a bit of anxiety.
Lin Yu knew she was worried about whether Xia Yueshan would be lonely all by himself at home.
Looking down at the time, Lin Yu felt it was about time.
He shifted his butt, squeezing toward Tang Manman's position, and after freeing up half of the sofa.
Lin Yu looked up at Qing Mo and Xia Muzhu sitting across the coffee table and said:
Come here, come here.
Sit over here.
As he spoke, Lin Yu patted the sofa next to him.
Xia Muzhu and Qing Mo didn't know why, but they still obediently sat next to Lin Yu.
As soon as the two sat down, Lin Yu's wandering hands reached over.
He put one arm around Tang Manman by the window, and reached his other arm past Xia Muzhu to wrap around Qing Mo's waist, pulling all three of them toward him.
The three were stunned. Before they could resist, they heard Lin Yu whisper excitedly:
Look!
They subconsciously looked at him, and then followed his gaze outside.
Outside the window, the sea and the night sky connected, indistinguishable from each other, pitch black.
Suddenly.
Beams of light pierced through the curtain-like night sky like arrows, rose to their peak, and then melted into the darkness.
The next second.
Clusters of gorgeous fireworks bloomed simultaneously in the night sky and on the sea surface.
Colorful and breathtakingly beautiful.
The three women looked at the fireworks outside the window, momentarily forgetting they were in a cafe, and naturally lost their desire to resist.
Lin Yu hugged the waists of the three women. Illuminated by the fireworks, he turned to look at them with a gentle smile and said:
Happy New Year's Eve.
My entire worlds.
Tang Manman, Xia Muzhu, and Qing Mo all blushed a little; they heard the plural worlds in Lin Yu's words.
But having been through so much, they had already come to accept it.
So, only being moved remained...
...
Even though it was already six o'clock on New Year's Eve, there were still some people in this cafe.
There were even a few who came specifically for this six o'clock fireworks show.
But at this very moment.
Whether they were customers who came for the fireworks or not, they no longer had the mind to watch the beautiful show.
They looked at the table of customers that had already been attracting attention earlier, and which was now even more eye-catching.
Watching those three stunningly beautiful women nestling in that blond guy's arms without rejecting each other.
The crowd unconsciously gritted their teeth and clenched their fists.
I hate rich people!

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