Lin ngyao suddenly realized that her best friend’s crush was her own husband, and she couldn’t help but feel a little uncomfortable. However, she had no hard feelings towards Mi Xue, as these two people were the ones she was closest to, and she understood them. So Lin ngyao patted Mi Xue on the thigh and, amused by her pretending to be dead, said, "Stop pretending to be dead. Your idol made you a al."
This statent seed to activate sothing in Mi Xue, who had been lying there obediently. She quickly bounced up and seriously said to Lin ngyao, "I’d be at a huge loss if I didn’t eat this al." With that, she flipped over the back of the sofa at lightning speed and approached Xu Ke, politely and amusingly asking, "Please serve a bowl of rice, the kind that’s pressed down, thank you."
Perhaps because Mi Xue was Lin ngyao’s friend, this ti Xu Ke didn’t find her actions rough or silly. Instead, he thought her small body housed an interesting soul, so he simply smiled and turned to the kitchen to serve her a tightly packed bowl of rice.
"Eat slowly, if it’s not enough, I’ll serve more," Xu Ke said as he placed the bowl in front of Mi Xue.
After giving Mi Xue a bowl of rice that couldn’t be packed any tighter, Xu Ke also served a bowl for Lin ngyao and then sat down to eat.
As the al began, Mi Xue didn’t say a word, eating quickly and astonishingly fast, while Xu Ke just chatted softly with Lin ngyao. When he turned back, he discovered the dish closest to him was already empty, with the last bite mixed with rice just being stuffed into Mi Xue’s mouth.
Xu Ke observed her behavior, which seed comparable to ten muscular n, and then looked questioningly at Lin ngyao. "That’s just how she is, you’ll get used to it," Lin ngyao dryly explained.
Seeing Lin ngyao’s slightly embarrassed face, Xu Ke couldn’t help but laugh. Just as the atmosphere between the two was getting good, an untily burp escaped from Mi Xue’s mouth.
Seeing both Xu Ke and Lin ngyao turn to look at her at the sa ti, Mi Xue closed her recently burped mouth and giggled, "Sorry, the food was so good I accidentally ate too much."
Seeing Mi Xue return to her usual self, Lin ngyao finally let go of her worry for her friend. Although she knew Mi Xue wouldn’t fight with her over Xu Ke, since Mi Xue was her only good friend, she naturally didn’t want her to be down because of Xu Ke. Seeing Mi Xue let go so quickly made Lin ngyao happy for her, and she certainly wouldn’t get angry over such a small matter.
The biggest advantage of Mi Xue is that she can pick herself up and let go quickly, and she can do it decisively at an impressive speed. This is sothing Lin ngyao envies but can’t learn.
Knowing that this person was her friend’s husband, Mi Xue let go of her infatuation with Xu Ke. Although there were still so regrets, they were insignificant compared to her friendship with Lin ngyao.
"By the way, our high school reunion is in a few days, all the classmates will be there, including that annoying person who always gave you trouble. Are you bringing your husband?" Mi Xue asked, settling comfortably into her chair.
"A class reunion?" Lin ngyao hadn’t reacted yet, but Xu Ke spoke first, "Can I go with you?"
Lin ngyao nodded without much hesitation. To call it a class reunion was more like a competition for superiority. Ever since she married Xu Ke, she’d been ceaselessly mocked, so she stopped attending class reunions. Mi Xue hadn’t attended them either. Logically, they hadn’t gone for three years, so they shouldn’t have been invited again, yet here they were asked. But this ti, she probably wouldn’t be mocked again. Thinking of this, Lin ngyao couldn’t help but glance at Xu Ke beside her.
The drastic changes Xu Ke underwent reinstated her confidence and courage, but part of the reason she stopped going to class reunions was also because of him. Fate is indeed a magical thing.
While Lin ngyao was still feeling sentintal, Mi Xue began explaining the grievances and grudges between Lin ngyao and the annoying woman to Xu Ke.
Three days went by in the blink of an eye, and the class reunion was set at the Imperial Kitchen, at ten in the morning.
When Xu Ke drove Lin ngyao and Mi Xue to the Imperial Kitchen, everyone was already there at the reunion, except for Lin ngyao and Mi Xue. Therefore, as soon as they stepped into the private room, they were penalized with drinks.
"You two are half an hour late, penalty shots, penalty shots. By the rules, each of you should have three shots, but since you’re both won, we’ll waive the three and just have you drink one," soone at the reunion said, while others cheered. Before Mi Xue and Lin ngyao could refuse, a shot was pushed into their hands.
The pale green liquid slled of fresh bamboo and didn’t even have a hint of alcohol in its scent, but that didn’t an it was low in alcohol content. On the contrary, it was over fifty-proof, and based on Lin ngyao’s tolerance, three would be enough to knock her out.
Lin ngyao frowned at the shot glass, feeling resistant. This drink reminded her of Lu Chi. Even after the Lu Family went bankrupt and Lu Chi was beaten, the shadow remained in Lin ngyao’s heart. She was resistant to the drink both ntally and physically.
"Why aren’t you drinking it? Don’t give us this attitude."
"The info we got was the reunion starts at ten. It’s still three minutes until then. We’re not late, so why should we drink? If anyone should drink, it’s the class president who told us the wrong ti," Lin ngyao said, placing the drinks back on the table and pulling Mi Xue and Xu Ke to sit down at the dining table.
"It’s just a drink, is it necessary? I an, Lin ngyao, after all these years, do you still think you’re the little princess of the Lin Family? You’re almost as transparent as air there now, so why haven’t you learned to behave? Keep this up, and you’ll lose out."
A woman wearing heavy makeup and large curls, with sharp eyeliner, looked at Lin ngyao and said in a coy voice.
"Before you talk about our ngyao, look at yourself. After all these years, not only have you not lost your tendency to gossip, but you’ve also picked up a stench that’s enough to make one puke." Mi Xue rolled her eyes at the woman and mimicked a vomiting action.
Not sparing the woman’s feelings and blatantly confronting her turned her face a shade of liver-red, "When we were in school, you were Lin ngyao’s little follower, her barking dog, and now you still are. Over these years, have you even gotten a feather’s worth of benefit from that stingy iron rooster? You’re still defending her. Isn’t it pitiful?"
"Watch your language. If you talk to Mi Xue like that and try to stir things up between us, don’t bla for being unkind."
"Oh, oh, you’re killing . Husband, he’s going to be unkind to , I’m so scared," the woman lazily glanced at Lin ngyao, then practically lted spinelessly into the arms of a well-built man, poking his chest with her red-painted nails, driving him wild with desire.
"Baby, don’t worry. If she dares misbehave with you, I’ll take it out on the Lin Family."
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