God Invasion: It's awesome to save the world with five problematic girls! Chapter 143 - 44. Tong Yingying wants to retain 4

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"What’s this, a scene straight out of a movie?"

"Plotlines in movies are derived from real life, that’s common knowledge, right?"

"..."

Yan Huan looked at Tong Yingying in front of him, who didn’t even direct her gaze at him but just silently sipped her drink and retorted to herself, montarily at a loss for words.

However, he felt sothing...

Thus, he pretended to stroke his chin and muttered,

"Sheesh, if that’s the case, it does seem a bit worriso..."

"Right?"

"So, Sister Tong, what should I do? I’m young and inexperienced, I’ll listen to you."

"Aww, I’ve got an idea."

As they reached this point of the conversation, Tong Yingying finally brightened up and turned her head towards Yan Huan, even raising a finger.

Then, what she saw was Yan Huan, looking expressionless as if he had seen through everything.

"..."

"..."

The two exchanged a glance, and Tong Yingying’s previously sunny expression instantly stiffened.

Shoot, this kid has figured it out!

"Co on, Sister Tong, what’s your idea? I’m all ears."

Yan Huan smiled as he looked at Tong Yingying in front of him, asking this.

Under the relentless questioning, Tong Yingying unconsciously broke into a sweat on her forehead.

Her eyes darting about, she responded feebly,

"I... I forgot."

"..."

Yan Huan sighed lightly, then looked at Tong Yingying in front of him, smilingly asked,

"Sister Tong, you wouldn’t happen to be reluctant to let go, would you?"

"Absolutely not."

Imdiate response.

But that dejected look in her eyes still hadn’t faced Yan Huan; she just gripped her drink and looked towards the entrance of the bar.

Yeah, she definitely is.

"Let’s not worry about that; for the ti being, I have no plans to quit."

"!"

Though Tong Yingying kept her gaze towards the entrance, her eyes shifted towards Yan Huan.

Taking a sip of her drink, she seed to say nonchalantly,

"Really?"

"Aunt Ye will provide living expenses for , but since I’ve been here for so long and you’ve supported through tough tis, Sister Tong, I do have feelings for this place. It would be heartless to just up and leave. Plus, it’s so close to ho, just a few steps away."

"Really..."

Sa sound, just a slight shift in tone.

Probably ant "Go on."

"But Sister Tong, in the future I might not be able to co full-ti five days a week anymore, only when I’m free. I wasn’t too tired before, but having so free ti to do what I want is of course better. So, you might want to hire another employee to help share the burden."

"Really."

This ant "I understand."

Tong Yingying bit the edge of her glass, and the head that had been facing the entrance of the bar finally turned little by little towards Yan Huan.

Affections for this place?

Just a broken-down bar, what kind of affection could there be?

If you’re talking about affection...

Sheesh, could this kid actually like ?

Tong Yingying blinked, examining Yan Huan’s handso features closely.

In that mont, her previous confusions, the words her mother said on the plane, all mixed into a torrent, crowding together.

This force made her open her mouth, and she actually took the initiative to ask,

"What do you an by ’affections for this’ you just ntioned?"

Breaths tinged with alcohol intertwined in her cup, forming a thin mist clinging to the glass wall.

Through the glass, the handso young man sitting opposite was so blurred.

This was probably how Tong Yingying saw Yan Huan at that mont.

"Oh, I ant my feelings for Lin Gate Tavern, what else?"

"..."

Tong Yingying was montarily startled, then put down her glass.

The mist dispersed, and she saw Yan Huan in front of her with a sunny smile.

"Ha?"

"Look, Sister Tong. With your skills, this tavern would’ve already collapsed without . If I leave, it’d probably only be a few days before you see a ’For Transfer’ sign at the front."

"..."

"After all, I’ve worked here for over a year, and it’s so close to my ho. I pass by every day when I go downstairs to shop, and seeing it shut down would break my heart, not just yours."

"..."

Tong Yingying’s evasive gaze gradually beca lifeless, slowly turning into a murderous look.

She took a sip of her drink, then placed the glass down again, revealing a genial smile.

At the sa ti, her right hand had slipped into her coat,

"Well, what else do you want to say?"

Seeing this, Yan Huan silently got up and said to Tong Yingying,

"And also, I need to take a day off tomorrow. I am going with my classmates to participate in Lin Gate’s ga gathering, and I’ll probably dine out in the evening and won’t make it back."

"..."

Tong Yingying had already pulled out an electric baton, while Yan Huan was nonchalantly looking at the custors inside the bar,

"Gotta hurry and help out, Sister Tong."

With a turn, Yan Huan walked away, but Tong Yingying who sat in place still watched his retreating back.

Her lips trembled slightly, and then she suddenly spoke,

"Wait a minute."

Yan Huan didn’t turn back and rely asked with a sense of helplessness,

"...What now, Sister Tong?"

"Your salary... it stays the sa."

Yan Huan was slightly surprised, hurriedly turned back, but only saw Tong Yingying pouring wine with her head bowed.

Her red bangs hung down, obscuring her eyes, leaving Yan Huan unable to discern her expression and seeing only her alluring lips.

"...Alright then, Sister Tong."

After a brief silence, Yan Huan smiled slightly and replied.

The young man turned to get to work, leaving Tong Yingying sitting alone, her cheeks tinged with an unknown flush.

"..."

Perhaps it was the effect of the alcohol?

Glenlivet, the whiskey~