The world doesn't need succubi to save it.

Ning Feng's bitter smile, which had initially seemed somewhat fake, now became completely genuine.

It’s over.

It's not a big deal if someone gets jealous; there's always a chance to make amends.

Now things are really messed up; the two of them have fallen over together, and it's not right to help either of them first.

But it's not that Xilin was being disrespectful by showing the paper to Jiang Wan; the fault lies with her.

This is entirely Ning's own fault.

If we hadn't wanted to stop this charade and drag things out, and hadn't created this chaotic situation, we wouldn't be in this predicament.

He kept insisting that he believed they wouldn't fight, but in the end, he still ran over worriedly and ended up in the line of fire, resulting in this awkward situation.

So Ning Feng was just unlucky and flipped the coin to the black side, which is why he suffered such a terrible fate?

Actually not.

The act of flipping a coin often does not determine the behavior of the person involved.

In most cases, the decision is already in your mind the moment the coin is thrown.

No selection is required.

All that's needed is to understand your own heart.

Did the coin determine Ning Feng's actions?

No, he came to check on things himself because he was worried.

He's just a fickle man.

Therefore, Ning Feng said that all of this was his own fault and he had no one else to blame.

He was the one who actively provoked the two women, and no one interfered with that.

But, as people remain clear-headed, how should we resolve the current situation?

How to do?

I need help urgently...

We can't let the vinegar jar keep churning like this, otherwise, even if it hasn't spilled much yet, it will eventually become a real problem.

Ugh……

"I admit, it's all my fault."

As Ning Feng walked along the center line to the table, his expression became increasingly calm, and he regained his usual smile.

"Many, many things, including the situation we are in today."

Ning Feng lifted the stool next to Jiang Wan, but instead of sitting down beside her, he moved the chair to the center line.

Ning Feng sat down comfortably, perfectly positioned between the two of them.

This scene has a bit of the feel of a world-famous painting.

Ning Feng seems to have deviated from the expected path, choosing a choice that pleases neither side, which doesn't seem like a good one.

But it's not.

He managed to please neither side while avoiding offending either, which was the safest approach.

Moreover, Ning Feng silently made his stance clear.

My choice is to remain neutral; you are all my wings.

Jiang Wan glanced at Ning Feng's dishonest choice but didn't comment, only giving a faint hum.

Shirin, on the other hand, seemed much more composed. She rested her elbows on the seat, placed her chin on her crossed hands, and said with a smile:

"What's the deal with you and that Sophie from Jasmine's family?"

With a relaxed expression, Ning Feng spoke directly without hesitation:

"Nothing's wrong. She seems to think highly of me... in terms of ability."

"However, I declined her invitation before, and I plan to discuss it with you before making a decision."

On this point, Ning Feng was full of confidence and showed no fear whatsoever.

"So you didn't like her? Even from a woman's point of view, she's quite nice."

Ning Feng shook his head firmly and said seriously:

"No, I admit she's very good-looking, but she's not my type."

"And... the scent on her body is too complicated."

It wasn't just that the thoughts were too chaotic, but also because too many other people's presence lingered on it.

Ning Feng has no desire to interfere in other people's private lives, nor does he harbor any malicious prejudice; they are able to get along peacefully.

But he still chooses to keep his distance from such people.

I won't provoke you, and please leave me alone so we can all live in peace.

Xilin glanced at Jiang Wan, and the two women nodded silently, reaching a consensus.

I wasn't lying.

Safety!

Jiang Wan can discern most lies thanks to her angelic intuition, while Shirin directly casts a "lie detection" spell!

"I see~"

Xilin noticed that Ning Feng visibly relaxed, thought for a moment, and then suddenly asked:

"You seemed a little disappointed when you saw that we didn't fight... Was that just my imagination?"

Stirring up the fire.

She didn't want to see Ning Feng escape the torture so easily.

How could I let you have it so easy!

Ning Feng firmly denied Xilin's slander and shook his head, saying:

"How could that be! How could I possibly expect things to unfold that way?"

I really didn't expect you guys to fight...

After all, what I'm looking forward to is a more exciting scene.

Ning Feng became increasingly relaxed as they answered questions, gradually regaining his usual composure.

He smiled and said sincerely:

"You have to believe me, I'm truly the last person who wants you to have a conflict. If you can..."

card.

The sound of the stool moving interrupted Ning Feng's heartfelt performance.

"Alright, alright, you two, stop this now."

Standing up from her seat, Jiang Wan gave the two people, who were having a great time asking and answering questions, a speechless expression.

What games are you two playing here?

"You two can play this game first. I'm leaving now, so the time is yours."

Ning Feng subconsciously reached out to grab Jiang Wan's wrist, but she dodged him.

"Jiang Wan..."

With a pout, Jiang Wan glared fiercely at Ning Feng before striding up to him.

what are you going to do?

snort!

The next second, Jiang Wan disregarded the fact that her rival was right next to her, reached out and patted Ning Feng's cheeks, then bent down and kissed him!

Ning Feng: Hmm!!?

Like a boast or a venting session, the kiss lacked technique; it was all emotion.

As their lips parted, Jiang Wan looked at Xilin, but instead of the anger she had expected, she saw a smiling face.

Jiang Wan: "…………"

Looking at Xilin, who exuded an air of mature ease, Jiang Wan's lips twitched, but she finally said:

"I will... give that matter you mentioned a good consideration."

After saying that, she walked away without turning her head.

His steps were as firm as usual, but his back view looked somewhat flustered.

Recovering from the assertive kiss, Ning Feng composed himself and asked:

"Ahem, what happened between you two while I was away?"

Tilting her head, Xilin smiled at Ning Feng's feigned calm expression, then focused on his lips.

Shaking her head and smiling, the mature elf elder sister offered her advice:

"It's nothing, just a little secret between women. You'd better not ask any more questions."

She gently patted the stool beside her and asked with a soft laugh:

"Now, are you still going to sit there?"

Are you really not going to consider sitting next to me?

Instead of getting up immediately, Ning Feng slowly leaned back, looked up at the ceiling, and sighed wearily.

Okay.

A fragrant breeze wafted over, and Ning Feng realized that Xilin had walked up to his side.

What can it do?

A slap?