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"Sister Fang Qing, what are you doing?"

Don't say it is unpredictable.

Just as the two women were locked in a silent yet deafening stalemate, one standing and one sitting, Hong Xiaoyu and Duan Xueying returned.

"Going to the restroom."

Fang Qing turned around, quite naturally, and brushed past the couple.

Going to the restroom.

Very normal.

But why are you holding the clothes?
The store is so well heated.

Hong Xiaoyu walked away, glancing back with a puzzled look, before returning to his seat with his girlfriend.

"Vomited?"

Li Shurui asked with a smile, startling the other person away, while she herself acted as if nothing had happened.

"how come."

Hong Xiaoyu's attention was diverted. She wiped the water stains from her chin and said, "It was too hot, I just washed my face."

The stubbornness that belongs only to men.

Li Shurui glanced at Duan Xueying.

Hong Xiaoyu coughed lightly, "Sister-in-law, come on, keep drinking."

Li Shurui lifted her empty glass. "I thought you'd fallen in there, so I didn't wait for you."

“Sister-in-law, what you said is inelegant, really inelegant.”

Even alcoholics know this.

When you can't drink anymore, go to the bathroom to clear your throat and you'll feel better. Hong Xiaoyu seemed to be doing just that. Seeing that the other person's glass was empty, he even took the initiative to invite, "Want some more?"

"How about another one?"

Another drink?
That's seven ounces.

Hong Xiaoyu weighed the options in his mind and, realizing he couldn't afford it, said sheepishly, "I can only add half more at most, otherwise I won't be able to get home by myself later."

"What does it matter? Xueying is right here, isn't she, Xueying?"

She truly is my sister-in-law.

What could Duan Xueying say? She could only maintain a virtuous and polite smile.

"Sister-in-law, don't talk nonsense. I live alone."

Hong Xiaoyu quickly replied.

"I just asked someone to take you home, what are you thinking?"

Li Shurui turned her gaze back to Hong Xiaoyu's face and said, "I think you've had too much to drink. You should stop drinking."

"Row."

Having made a fool of himself, Hong Xiaoyu's ears started to turn a little red. He accepted his sister-in-law's offer and picked up the remaining wine, saying, "Then I'll drink it all."

He tilted his head back and drank the rest of the wine in one gulp.

"Have some food."

Duan Xueying said gently.

Hong Xiaoyu didn't dare to glance at his girlfriend at all, his face full of embarrassment and awkwardness, which Li Shurui found amusing.

This couple has been together for quite some time now. Could it be a platonic relationship?

Li Shurui was curious, but after all, she wasn't Shi Qianqian. If President Shi were here, she would definitely ask directly. As her sister-in-law, she couldn't be so blunt; she had to consider the girl's feelings.

So she changed her wording.

When do you plan to take Snow Oriole to Sand City?

Hong Xiaoyu tightened his grip on his chopsticks. With no way to back down, he steeled himself and asked, "When is my sister-in-law going to Shacheng?"

Having been outmaneuvered, Li Shurui knew that the young man must have drunk too much; he certainly wouldn't have asked that question if he were sober.

Duan Xueying also secretly bumped her legs together under the table.

As soon as the words left his mouth, Hong Xiaoyu regretted them, but it was too late to take them back.

“Our situations are different. I can go anytime, but it depends on your brother.”

Li Shurui was composed, elegant, and poised. "Boys sometimes need to show some backbone."

"Yes, the situation is different."

Hong Xiaoyu nodded unconsciously.

"What's the difference?"

Li Shurui asked another question.

"Sister-in-law, why do you always make things difficult for me?"

Hong Xiaoyu put down her chopsticks, a hint of grievance showing on her face.

"How did I make things difficult for you?"

Li Shurui was baffled and innocent.

Hong Xiaoyu swallowed her anger and picked up some food with her chopsticks.

"speak."

Li Shurui persisted.

"Then I'll ask my sister-in-law a question, don't be angry."

Li Shurui met his gaze and nodded, saying, "Ask away."

"Did you two just have a fight?"

Although she didn't agree with it, Duan Xueying, who was sitting next to her boyfriend, was still quite pleased to hear him ask such a question.

At least he's a real man.

"Arguing? With whom?"

Li Shurui seemed confused.

Hong Xiaoyu, with nothing to lose, said, "Sister Fang Qing."

Li Shurui was speechless for a moment, then smiled faintly, without much reaction. She neither admitted nor denied it, and said with a nonchalant smile:

If we argue, whose side will you take?

Caught between a rock and a hard place, Hong Xiaoyu was at a loss and didn't know what to do.

asked.

cool.

and then?
Duan Xueying felt someone "touch" her thigh under the desk. She knew this wasn't groping; it was a distress signal from her boyfriend.

"Help the weak."

Couples should be able to weather storms together, and she once again stepped forward.

"Helping the weak?"

Li Shurui's gaze was diverted, her eyes sparkling with a half-smile.

"Shouldn't we be helping justice?"

Duan Xueying spoke calmly and gently, without haste: "Sometimes there is no distinction between justice and evil. Just like there may not be any bad people in a courtroom."

wonderful.

It's so wonderful!

Hong Xiaoyu was excited and couldn't help but feel the urge to applaud his girlfriend, but the current situation certainly didn't allow him to do so. So, he patted his girlfriend's thigh instead to show his gratitude...

wrong.

Is it to express gratitude and praise?

Is it really not about taking advantage of someone else?
However, Duan Xueying was busy answering Li Shurui's questions and had no time to pay attention to this.

"There may be no bad people in court..."

Li Shurui muttered to herself, pondered for a moment, and then nodded, "Hmm, that makes sense."

Hong Xiaoyu felt proud, but before he could pat his girlfriend's thigh again, he heard, "So, who do you think is the plaintiff and who is the defendant?"

Oops.

Her girlfriend took her place, drawing the fire.

This question was not so easy to answer, and there was no room for maneuver. Hong Xiaoyu's head was full of alcohol at this moment, and he could not provide any help. He could only convey strength with his eyes and silently cheer his girlfriend on.

Duan Xueying received his encouragement and support and responded accordingly. Suddenly, her shoe was stepped on under the table.

The force wasn't great and didn't cause any harm. Hong Xiaoyu remained expressionless and showed no signs of pain, yet even so, the person opposite her still noticed.

"I already said, no public displays of affection."

Hong Xiaoyu gave an awkward laugh.

In contrast, Fang Qing didn't stay that long, returning after only a few minutes, thus unwittingly rescuing the couple from the small courtroom.

"Sister Fang Qing!"

Hong Xiaoyu felt as if he had been granted a pardon and shouted excitedly.

Fang Qing nodded and sat down again, having put her oversized down jacket back on.

They didn't desert their posts or leave without saying goodbye?

The strength of his will is evident.

"They thought we had a fight."

Li Shurui's laughter made Hong Xiaoyu awkward. He looked at her with resentment, "Sister-in-law, you..."

In just a few minutes, Fang Qing seemed to have adjusted herself. Regardless of her inner thoughts, there was no obvious sign on her face. At most, her face looked a little "clearer," perhaps because she had washed her face.

"Yes, we had a fight."

She said to Hong Xiaoyu.

Li Shurui couldn't help but laugh.

"hehe."

At this point, all he could do was force a laugh. Hong Xiaoyu naturally didn't dare to ask any more questions and ate in silence.

Apart from him, the other three women seemed to have finished eating. Li Shurui and Fang Qing stopped talking and watched their "little brother" eat, while Duan Xueying, sitting opposite them, quietly observed the two older sisters across from them.

The atmosphere was normal, at most a little quieter than before she went to the restroom, but she could clearly feel the undercurrents beneath the facade.

These two not only didn't speak, but they didn't even look at each other.

Fang Qing, sitting on the outside, felt it even more clearly. Her eyes were wandering, she was absent-minded, and her occasional tight lips revealed her true inner world in a subtle yet direct way.

Obvious.

After Xiaoyu went to the restroom and then left, something must have happened to the two older sisters.

but.

This makes sense.

The domineering CEO trembled, and the red and colorful flags fluttered peacefully—that's a scene straight out of a novel.

or.

A vase is fine.

As long as one can live a life of luxury, one can give up everything, including one's own will.

But which female lead would be willing to give up her own soul?
It's okay to have a little argument.

As long as a fight doesn't break out, that's good.

Judging from their appearance, there were no signs of injury.

Hong Xiaoyu was naturally unaware of the rich thoughts running through his mind, but he sensed the three people watching him eat. He felt uncomfortable.

He put down his chopsticks.

"Aren't you all going to eat?" "We're full."

Li Shurui replied gently, "No rush, take your time eating."

She may not be in a hurry, but her feelings don't represent other people's feelings.

Despite the excellent heating and her wearing a down jacket, Fang Qing's face remained rosy, unlike others whose faces were flushed. This clearly showed her actual body temperature.

According to the law of conservation of energy.

The defendant will not disappear; he will only move to another location.

The couple was rescued.

Instead, she began to suffer greatly.

There is no such thing as true empathy in the world.

Unless you prick yourself with the needle.

She has been to court many times and has worked as a defense lawyer, but only today can she truly understand the feelings of those clients.

She can help others.

But at this moment.

This is the situation.

And who can defend her?

"Sister Fang Qing? Sister Fang Qing..."

Fang Qing's pupils regained focus.

Hong Xiaoyu looked puzzled, then said, "If you're not going to eat, then let's go."

"Ah."

Fang Qing nodded.

Li Shurui picked up her coat. "Our pleasant mealtime is over."

Hong Xiaoyu grinned, then asked Fang Qing, who had stood up, "Sister Fang Qing, have you booked a hotel?"

Despite her turbulent emotions, Fang Qing's instincts kicked in, and she quickly asked, "Doesn't Jin Hai provide room and board?"

Defeated, Hong Xiaoyu didn't mince words. "Alright then, it's perfect that Sister Fang Qing and Sister-in-law can go together, so we don't have to see them off."

"You're quite good at making arrangements."

Li Shurui put on her coat. "Then you might as well take a taxi back, so as not to cause Xueying any trouble."

Even Fang Qing reluctantly managed to curl the corners of her mouth.

They said they didn't send it, and they really didn't.

The parking lot opposite the pickle shop.

Hong Xiaoyu stood at attention, tilted his head, and waved.

"Goodbye, Sister Fang Qing, sister-in-law."

A Maserati drove by.

"I've discovered that you have a lot of potential."

Duan Xueying also watched the Maserati leave, a smile on her face, and whispered something.

"How was my performance tonight? Not bad, right?"

Hong Xiaoyu took a deep breath, trying to transfer the smell of alcohol to the world.

"Not bad, braver than I imagined."

Hong Xiaoyu chuckled. The Maserati had already left the gate, but he was still waving. "That's because you don't really know me yet. As you continue to explore, you'll gradually discover new surprises."

No.

The taste isn't quite right.

Duan Xueying tilted her head, "Still drunk?"

Whether Hong Xiaoyu vomited or not, only she knew the truth.

Upon hearing this, Hong Xiaoyu clutched his chest and said, "Don't tell anyone, I feel a bit nauseous again. How can you, a woman, drink so much baijiu?"

"Actually, if you had been a bit more manly and agreed to add more alcohol, she would have been the one to admit defeat."

Hong Xiaoyu asked in surprise, "Really?"

Duan Xueying shrugged playfully.

"Why didn't you remind me earlier? I thought she really could drink a lot, but it turns out she was just faking it."

Hong Xiaoyu felt annoyed and regretful.

"If I remind you, she'll target me. If Fang Qing hadn't come back in time, I really wouldn't know how to answer her."

Hong Xiaoyu pondered, "What were they arguing about just now? Could it really be about my brother?"

"I don't think so. It might be for another man."

Hong Xiaoyu was both amused and exasperated. In his field of vision, the Maserati had already merged into the road and was gradually disappearing into the distance, its taillights becoming hazy and blending into the river of light and shadow.

"I really admire my brother."

He spoke with deep emotion, saying, "If it were me, I wouldn't even be able to sit down and eat together..."

"You're quite imaginative."

Duan Xueying interrupted.

Hong Xiaoyu realized what she meant and immediately explained, "That's not what I meant. I just said it offhand. Don't misunderstand."

Whether there was a misunderstanding or not is unknown, but Duan Xueying showed no signs of anger, and asked playfully, "Aren't you envious of your brother?"

"No."

Hong Xiaoyu shook his head, even more resolutely than when he took the oath to join the Party, "Absolutely not!"

That's right.

He joined the Party in college, surpassing Boss Jiang in that respect.

"to be honest."

Duan Xueying looked him over. "Which man doesn't envy Brother Jiang Chen? It's okay, I understand, I won't be angry."

Although he doesn't have much dating experience, Hong Xiaoyu is definitely not stupid.

Can't you see this meal clearly?

He was merely playing the role of an awkward sincerity.

"I'm really not envious."

He said firmly, "To outsiders, my brother may seem very happy, but I know that he must be suffering a lot."

"Your torment and pain may not be the same as the dictionary definition."

If it were a simp, he would definitely do whatever his girlfriend said, but is Hong Xiaoyu a simp?

No.

Therefore, he chose to "support reason, not personal relationships".

“From a woman’s perspective, she might think my brother is a womanizer, but from a fair and objective point of view, has my brother deceived anyone? He hasn’t.”

If Mr. Jiang were here, he would definitely be very pleased.

Duan Xueying did not refute.

Playful.

Is the truth.

But it's also true that it was consensual.

As long as it's not forced, who has the right to criticize?

"You mean Jiang Chen is very charming?"

"Isn't it big?"

Hong Xiaoyu smiled and asked in return.

Duan Xueying smiled upon hearing this, gazing at the street where the Maserati was no longer in sight: "I don't think it's as big as yours."

Hong Xiaoyu burst into laughter.

Duan Xueying gently pinched his waist, "Keep your voice down."

"You can tell more lies like this in the future."

"The truth."

Duan Xueying said in a sweet voice.

"You don't like philandering men."

Duan Xueying hesitated, then remained silent.

What she was trying to say was quite obvious.

Who would like a philandering man?

Hong Xiaoyu suppressed her smile and slowly exhaled, "We are not even considered viewers, we don't know their stories at all, so we shouldn't take things out of context."

Duan Xueying fell silent for a while, then said, "It was my fault."

Hong Xiaoyu forced a smile, shivered, and said, "It's so cold, I'm leaving."

"Where?"

"Going home to sleep?"

"Do you really want me to take you back?"

"What else can I do? Take a taxi myself? Are you comfortable with that?"

and many more.

Which side is the man and which side is the woman?

"I'll call a ride-hailing service for you."

"no……"

"you've been drinking."

"I drank alcohol, but you didn't."

"I'm afraid."

Hong Xiaoyu stopped. He hadn't been thinking wildly, but those two words felt like a hammer blow to his heart, making it pound.

"What are you afraid of? I'm not my brother."

Ok.

The relief is gone.

If Boss Jiang were here, he would definitely beat someone up.

Duan Xueying shook her head again.

After dating for so long, my girlfriend is still so distant with me. Where can I complain?

Hong Xiaoyu took a deep breath and said, "Don't you have so much alcohol in your trunk? Why don't you get some too? Then you won't be afraid."

"I'm drinking alone?"

"Come to my place, I can have a drink with you."

"really?"

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Hong Xiaoyu nodded very seriously.

"Then I'll tell my mom."

His expression froze. He rarely swore, but as he watched his girlfriend reach for her phone, his eyes twitched and he forced a sound through his teeth.

"Damn~" (End of Chapter)