A Young Woman's Heart

Li Wanyan had gotten used to it. At first, she would tell her not to do it, but after a while, she stopped saying anything. Everyone has a different personality and a different way of dealing with people. You can't force others to do things your way.

As always, Mo Xueyao waited until Li Wanyan finished supervising the other students to clean up, and then she and the other band members carried their schoolbags and walked out of the classroom.

Hua Yinyin was leaning on the railing calling to Yu Shu downstairs. She called several times before the latter heard her and looked up in confusion.

"Wait for us downstairs!"

Although Yu Shu didn't know why she had to wait for them, she nodded in agreement.

"Bang." The classroom door was slammed shut.

Li Wanyan skillfully locked the door, tilted her head, and chatted with Ye Banxia for a few words.

Mo Xueyao was too far away to hear clearly.

"So many people are going down together today."

"Xiaxia, are you going?" Hua Yinyin asked enthusiastically. "It's the Snow Music Band's new venue!"

"Eh? I'd really like to go check it out... but I have something to do later, so I'll head back first."

"What's wrong? Do you need tutoring when you get back? Or are your parents waiting for you?" Mo Xueyao gently combed her hair with her hand and looked at her with a puzzled expression.

"No..." she said, a little embarrassed.

"What is that?"

"Eek—Xiaxia doesn't have a boyfriend, does she?"

"No, no!" Ye Banxia denied it outright.

The air immediately filled with the feeling that this was a case of "protesting too much."

Ye Banxia's face turned bright red as she quickly went down the stairs and disappeared around the corner.

"Ah, she escaped." Mo Xueyao poked Hua Yinyin's cheek. "It's all Yinyin's fault."

"Exactly, why not just do it directly? It's a good thing that Xiaxia has a boyfriend. I just don't know what her boyfriend is like. I don't think I've ever seen him before."

"Is it from outside the school?" Youyou interjected.

As the older sister, Mo Xiaoxiao was good at considering things from other perspectives: "We're not going to be scammed, are we?"

"Xiaxia is so silly, it's hard to say..."

Mr. Xue smiled mysteriously: "No."

"Oh! Does Xiaoxue know any inside information?" Wang Jiale excitedly put a hand on his shoulder.

The girls in the band were all so affectionate towards Mr. Snow.

"My guess."

"cut!"

Wang Jiale immediately pouted listlessly and changed the subject to where Mo Xueyao was going to take everyone today.

So where exactly is that?

"You'll see when you get there, don't be scared, haha."

"What kind of strange place is this?"

"Could it be some kind of underground bar?"

"That's ridiculous..."

For law-abiding high school students, bars are something that is too far removed from reality. In fact, if it weren't for the time she went to a bar performance, Mo Xueyao would probably still think that bars are places only "bad people" go.

The road wasn't far, and because there were so many people, it felt much shorter.

It was lively all the way.

At the familiar intersection, everyone looked at each other and then burst into laughter in unison.

Because on ordinary days, when people are in this place, they have to say goodbye to each other and leave.

But not today, we can get together a little longer.

Even though we've seen each other all day at school, the time we spend together after school is still precious.

Even just strolling around the streets is full of fun.

Laughter and cheers filled the air. Everyone had become bolder lately, and the jokes even extended to Li Wanyan.

What kind of boyfriend will Wanyan look for in the future?

It's obvious without even thinking that Hua Yinyin started this.

"I think it will be majestic and handsome!"

"I think it might be the cute type like Xiaoxi?"

Li Wanyan raised the corners of her mouth and slightly raised her eyebrows, pulling Mo Xueyao, whom she was holding, closer to her: "I don't need a boyfriend."

"What? What do you mean? Does that mean I'm your girlfriend? Damn it, no way, I have to be your boyfriend at least!"

"Wow—so Wanyan can joke like that too?"

Even the class monitor couldn't help but laugh.

"However, no way, Xiaoyaoyao is mine, and you can't take her away, Wanyan!"

Mo Xueyao was being pulled on both sides, feeling as if she was about to be torn in two.

So she simply made a 'sizzling' sound with her mouth and teased, "Then I'll just divide it between you two, half and half each."

"Then I want—Little Yao Yao's upper body!"

"Alas!"

The topic was once again steered astray by Hua Yinyin.

Mo Xueyao went back to the fruit shop first and put down her schoolbag. After all, carrying both the schoolbag and the electronic keyboard was too tiring.

"Wow, so many girls today!" The father glanced at them with some surprise, completely ignoring Mr. Xue. "Come, come, have some fruit!"

"Uncle, no need, we're not hungry."

"Yes, Uncle, we don't need it."

The social interactions are very familiar and mutually adjustable.

But then Hua Yinyin's voice rang out: "Father-in-law, no need!"

"Your head is yours..." Mo Xueyao grabbed her head and started rubbing it hard.

They messed up all her braids.

Of course, the father wasn't just being polite. He took two ripe dragon fruits, quickly sliced ​​them, put them in a styrofoam box, and stuck a few toothpicks in them for everyone to take and eat.

Unlike her father, her mother saw Mr. Xue first, took his hand and walked him aside, asking about Mo Xueyao and Li Wanyan's recent situation at school.

She even jokingly asked him, "Who do you like the most, Yaoyao or Yanyan?"

"I like them all." Mr. Xue said with a smile, but he didn't come across as shameless.

The mother laughed along.

She clearly knew that the 'like' he was referring to was not the same 'like' she had asked about.

"Why is it so lively today? Where are we going to have fun again?"

“We set up a space on the hillside for the band to practice.”

"You're already in your final year of high school. Take it easy for now, focus on your studies, and we'll talk about it again after you graduate next year," the mother shook her head.

The father was very supportive and interested: "Oh, how did you get it?"

"It's actually quite complicated. Just think of it as a friend borrowing it. You can explain it to Dad in detail when you get back!" Mo Xueyao waved her hand and handed the styrofoam box containing the dragon fruit to Wang Jiale. This kind of fruit, which isn't sweet at all without added sugar, was the only one among them who liked to eat it, probably because it wasn't fattening...

Mo Wenli paused for a moment, then said, "By the way, Yu Shu, remember to come over later. I have something I need you to take to your parents."

“Hmm…” Yu Shu, who was not very noticeable in the crowd, nodded slightly.

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Chapter Seventy-Seven: A Rare Band Tea... Band Practice! (Part 2)

Not far away is that two-story detached house.

It is not connected to the other buildings. There is an open space next to it, with several bicycles and a motorcycle parked next to the green belt.

There was no Sanhua Tongjue's car in the open space; he probably took Huang Yuxi for a drive.

The floor-to-ceiling windows of the first-floor shop were crystal clear, without a trace of dust.

Mo Xueyao was the first to push open the door and walk in, followed closely by the others who were curious.

As soon as they entered, Wang Jiale and the others, who hadn't had a chance to look around properly before, were startled.

Because a group of bald men slowly raised their heads.

Despite the cold weather, some people are still only wearing a short-sleeved shirt.

Some people, even though they are wearing long sleeves, still have a bit of tattoo showing on their wrists.

Wang Jiale clearly saw that some people had faint scars on their faces or around their mouths...

This is practically a gangster's den!

And since they all had their heads shaved so uniformly, they looked quite different from ordinary thugs.

Wang Jiale even suspected that his group might have disturbed some special transaction that the other party was conducting.

For example, prohibited items.

Just when everyone was a little at a loss, or even a little panicked, they saw Mr. Xue wave his hand vigorously: "Oh, it's you guys!"

Yes, the first person to speak was not Mo Xueyao, but him.

"Sir!" The burly man at the head of the group immediately stood up and greeted him respectfully.

His name was Wu Xiaoping, and Mo Xueyao recognized him; he was the leader of this group.