The rich guy was too inexperienced, so the school beauty's group of girlfriends had no choice b

Stepping out of the store, Su Jing felt relaxed; she was really uncomfortable being surrounded by people.

Especially shops full of girls—I'll highlight that; I can't go in there again. How socially awkward is Su Jing?

When taking the bus, I only sit in the window seat; when the elevator is crowded, I keep an eye on the floor number; I almost always give up any opportunity to introduce myself or speak in public; when I see someone I know but am not familiar with on the street, I look down at my phone; if my usual barbershop is having a big promotion, I turn around and go home and go back the next day; and I have never raised my hand to answer a question in school.

He is not good at socializing, especially with girls.

Fortunately, we received another reward.

Having fair, jade-like skin improves all skin conditions and significantly enhances one's appearance.

Let me just quietly be a handsome man.

At this moment, Ayina took the initiative to come over.

"Su Jing, I was really touched by how carefully you helped Ying Ran choose shoes. I can tell you genuinely care about her. Here, this is a specialty of our Western Regions: yogurt curds. If we eat this, we'll be good friends."

Ayina took out two, ate one herself, and handed the other to Su Jing.

Ayina's style is the most distinctive, because unlike the reserved and demure beauty of Han Chinese girls, she possesses a bold and unrestrained beauty.

Su Jing couldn't understand why, despite being someone who was least good at interacting with girls and shouldn't be liked by them, she kept receiving "smiles from girls" and even had her sister's best friends take the initiative to befriend her.

Su Jing didn't understand girls and couldn't figure it out. Maybe it was springtime for him?

"I've heard of yogurt curds before, and I'm so glad I had the chance to try them today. Thank you."

"You're welcome, I have plenty more here." Ayina opened the bag, which was full of yogurt curds.

Hehehe~~ The three little ones were trying not to laugh.

Ayina retorted angrily, "What are you laughing at? Stop laughing! Su Jing, ignore them, you try it."

Su Jing couldn't understand what her sisters were laughing about.

Ayina picked up a yogurt curd and put it in her mouth, looking at him with expectant eyes. Su Jing nodded repeatedly, "Mmm, delicious."

Ayina was overjoyed: "You really know your food, unlike them who say yogurt curds don't taste good."

Sheng Yingran laughed and said, "We just don't like the food. Let's go eat."

"You guys go ahead, I'll tie my shoelaces."

Su Jing squatted down to tie his shoelaces, then looked up and saw Ayina skipping forward. He let out a "yue~", spat out the yogurt curd, and shivered.

Su Jing understood what her sisters were laughing about.

This stuff tastes really weird.

It tastes like spoiled yogurt with added salt; it has a strong milky smell and chews like a rubber band.

Saying it was delicious was just a matter of "social niceties"!

Ayina glanced back and was shocked to see Su Jing spit out the yogurt curds and squatting there dry heaving.

"Ah!!!! Su Jing, you lied to me! You said it was delicious, but you threw it up?"

The three little ones turned around and burst out laughing.

Su Jing quickly came up to apologize: "I'm sorry, I just lied to you, I really can't get used to the food."

"Hmph!" Ayina stormed into the local Shanghai cuisine restaurant, her cheeks puffed out.

Sheng Yingran laughed and said, "Brother, don't mind her. She tries to sell yogurt curds to everyone she meets. When we first lived together in freshman year, she gave us some to eat, and we, like you, threw up immediately."

Su Jing shook his head: "It doesn't taste like I imagined."

Upon arriving at the restaurant, the five of them sat down at a large round table. Su Jing noticed that the other guests were all speaking Shanghainese.

Su Jing: "Are they all locals?"

Sheng Yingran: "This restaurant is almost only known to locals. We only found out about it because Mina brought us here."

"There are many other delicious restaurants that you out-of-towners don't know about. I'll take you to try them in the future."

Luo Meina spoke casually, exuding a damn sense of superiority.

The four little ones pursed their lips in disdain.

So what if he's from Shanghai?

Sheng Yingran handed over the menu: "Brother, take a look and see what you like to eat. Order whatever you like, don't say 'anything is fine'."

Su Jing looked at the menu; the prices weren't too expensive. "I remember Uyghurs don't eat pork, so let's order beef dishes."

Su Jing still respects the customs of ethnic minority friends.

Ayina felt a little better: "Okay, I forgive you for throwing up."

"You guys eat, I'm going back to my dorm." Tong Mengxi got up and left.

Su Jing was a little confused: "Sister Mengxi, what's wrong?"

Sheng Yingran pulled her down to sit properly: "Brother, you're not allowed to order beef. We Mengxi are from Miao territory, a minority group."

"Huh?" Su Jing was surprised and looked at the young woman with a youthful face and large breasts. "You're from the Miao ethnic group? I'm so sorry, I didn't know. Then I won't order beef, I'll order... uh..."

One Uyghur person doesn't eat pork, and one Miao person doesn't eat beef.

Su Jing suddenly didn't know what to order, so she handed the menu to Sheng Yingran: "You order, I don't know how."

"Okay, for the sake of national unity, I'll order." Sheng Yingran flipped through the menu and ordered as she went.

Luo Meina sipped her water, her long, black-stockinged legs crossed, swinging her little feet back and forth. Su Jing leaned closer and whispered, "Sister Meina, what do you usually eat when you have get-togethers?"

"Hot pot, seafood buffet, but hehehe..." She laughed amusedly, "Sometimes we eat separately. For example, if we find a good braised pork restaurant, your sister and I will take Mengxi there. If we find a good beef restaurant, we will take Ayina there. That way we can treat everyone equally."

Su Jinggang had just started to treat everyone equally.

Is this some kind of attempt to drive me to my death if we continue to interact for a long time?

"Sister Mina, I know what you don't like to eat."

"Me? What?"

"Master Hu doesn't drink Mixue, otherwise he'll get attacked by the Oriental Pearl Tower."

Luo Meina was stunned for a moment. Was this kid making fun of me using internet memes?

How daring!

Okay, Luo Meina couldn't argue with her, because she really doesn't drink Mixue.

Just then, a woman walked into the store, saw the four little ones over there, and walked over slyly, exclaiming "Wow!" at Ayina.

Ayina was startled, turned around and saw it was her classmate Zhou Wenwen. She angrily slapped her on the bottom: "You scared the hell out of me! What are you doing here?"

"Just got back to Shanghai and was craving this place, so Pengfei brought me here, but there were no seats available. Luckily you're here, can you squeeze in?"

The four kids had no objections; they were all good friends, and it wouldn't do to leave their friends and boyfriends waiting outside because there weren't enough seats.

Zhou Wenwen: "Pengfei, come sit here."

The four children looked over and saw that Xu Pengfei had brought two friends with him.

Ayina: "Are there outsiders too?"

Zhou Wenwen: "They are all Pengfei's good friends. You've met them before at my birthday party."

One is named Chen Xinglong, and the other is Wang Yue. Like Xu Pengfei, they are both second-generation rich kids.

He's not some super-rich second-generation heir, just an ordinary moderately wealthy second-generation heir.

The four kids weren't familiar with the two of them, but they all agreed, considering the friendship and face of their classmates, so they had no other choice.

Zhou Wenwen: "You two both came back to Shanghai to cheer on Yingran, right?"

Ayina: "And you? Wouldn't it be better to stay home with your parents and take care of them? Instead, you come here to see your boyfriend. If I were your mother, I'd break your legs!"

"Hehe~" Zhou Wenwen stuck out her tongue, noticing Sheng Yingran sitting with a boy across from her, and asked curiously, "Who is it?"

Ayina: "Sheng Yingran's adopted younger brother."

"A godbrother? When did she become interested in that? I don't believe it."

Zhou Wenwen walked over and put her arm around Sheng Yingran's shoulder, then waved to Su Jing: "Hi, handsome guy, my name is Zhou Wenwen, and I'm Sheng Yingran's classmate."

"Hello," Su Jing greeted politely.

The Shanghai Conservatory of Music does indeed produce beautiful women.

In terms of looks alone, Zhou Wenwen is a goddess.

But everything is subject to comparison.

Compared to the four boys, her temperament and appearance seem quite ordinary.

Zhou Wenwen whispered, "Hey, beautiful lady, I've heard he's your adopted brother. Is he a godbrother or a lover?"

"Brother, don't talk nonsense."

"Tch, what's it to you whether you do it or not!"

"you--"

Sheng Yingran shouted in that direction, "Xu Pengfei, do you still want your wife? If not, I'll cripple her for you."

"Just go easy on him."

Xu Pengfei brought his friends over and sat down.

The four little ones gathered in pairs towards Su Jing in the middle.

Su Jing, sitting in the middle, became nervous again.

Why are my sisters crowding me again?

Seeing that they had unconsciously created a dividing line between themselves, Su Jing understood: they didn't like eating with strangers, so they gathered together.

My sisters treat me like one of their own.

I must not be nervous; I must remain calm.

Even if you're socially awkward, you can't embarrass yourself in front of outsiders.