Why didn't you tell me earlier that my little sister is still waiting for me?

After giving up on joining the battlefield, Lin Bufan strolled over to Duan Jiabao who was watching the show on the side, and snatched the bag of potato chips that he had just opened from his hand.

Lin Bufan poured some into his mouth, chewed it with a crunch, and asked vaguely, "Dabao, what's going on? Why did Yifei and Sangbiao fight?"

Duan Jiabao watched helplessly as his favorite cucumber-flavored potato chips were snatched away, his cheeks puffed with anger: "Prince! How could you do this!" As he said that, Duan Jiabao reached out to grab them, but Lin Bufan dodged by turning sideways and holding the potato chips high up in a mean manner.

"Hurry up and tell me, or I'll eat it all." Lin Bufan grabbed another handful and stuffed it into his mouth.

Duan Jiabao stamped his feet anxiously. "Oh! When Sister Yifei was filming, Sang Biao was always pointing fingers at her!" Duan Jiabao said as he stood on tiptoe to reach for some potato chips. "He said that this is not how you play Dongfang Bubai, your eyes aren't fierce enough, your movements are too stiff...it really pissed off Sister Yifei!"

This result is similar to what Lin Bufan guessed. Just looking at Sang Biao’s broken mouth, anyone would want to beat it up!

After finishing the potato chips, Lin Bufan turned to Duan Jiabao and said, "Dabao, I'm hungry. Go get me something to eat."

"It's already 11 o'clock, Prince, please be patient. The crew will have lunch soon, right?" Obviously, Duan Jiabao didn't want to miss this big show just because he was running errands for Lin Bufan!

Lin Bufan's eyes widened as he looked at Duan Jiabao in disbelief. "Do you think you're holding your urine just because you're hungry? You can just hold it if you want to? Is this something you can actually hold back?"

Duan Jiabao blinked, his face wrinkled. "Um... Prince, didn't you get it wrong? It should be that you can't hold your urine, but you can endure hunger..."

"Huh?" Lin Bufan glared at him, and Duan Jiabao immediately shrank his neck.

"I'll go right away!" Duan Jiabao ran away, his two short legs twitching so fast that he looked like a frightened rabbit.

Um--

You can tell this rabbit eats well!

Lin Bufan nodded with satisfaction, turned around and continued to enjoy the century-long battle between Hu Yifei and Sang Biao.

Not long after, Duan Jiabao came running back with a steaming hot pancake. Lin Bufan took the pancake and took a big bite with great relish. The crispy crackers and the aroma of sweet noodle sauce exploded in his mouth.

Mmm——delicious!

At this moment, the battle between a man and a dog in the field finally came to an end!

Hu Yifei made a beautiful roundhouse kick, and Sang Biao dodged it nimbly by jumping back, and the golden chain drew a dazzling arc in the air.

"Woof woof woof!" Sang Biao immediately launched a counterattack after landing, kicking its hind legs and pouncing on Hu Yifei. Its sharp claws flashed coldly in the sunlight, and it was about to scratch Hu Yifei's face -

"Come on!" Hu Yifei sneered, his figure suddenly flashed, his right hand stretched out like lightning, and accurately grabbed the back of Sang Biao's neck!

"Ouch!!!!!" Sang Biao froze instantly, its four claws flailing in the air, its sunglasses tilted to one side. It twisted its body frantically, trying to break free, but Hu Yifei's hands were as firm as iron clamps, motionless.

Suddenly, the hysterical barking of Sang Biao was heard on the set: "Woof woof woof! Awooo! Woof woof!" The sound was so shrill that it seemed like a dog was being killed, and everyone present couldn't help but clamp their legs together.

"Shout! Keep shouting!" Hu Yifei swung Sang Biao, her face filled with the joy of victory. "Wasn't you quite talkative just now? Didn't you want to teach me how to play Dongfang Bubai?"

Lin Bufan chewed the pancake in his mouth and sighed incoherently, "You bastard, you don't have the ability, so why are you being so mean? Do you think you are me...ah, bah, do you think you are so-and-so?"

When Sang Biao heard Lin Bufan's voice, his eyes immediately widened. He turned his head desperately to look in Lin Bufan's direction, and made frantic gestures for help with his claws.

"Hmm?" Lin Bufan pretended not to notice and took another big bite of the pancake, making exaggerated chewing sounds. "Oh, this pancake is so delicious! It's thin and crispy, with plenty of sauce, and the egg is on both sides!"

When Sang Biao saw this, despair was written all over his face.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, the crew finished work on time. Lin Bufan stretched himself and was about to pack up and leave when he suddenly heard the clatter of high heels approaching from afar.

"Brother!" Peng Jiahe's voice came from behind, with unconcealable excitement.

Lin Bufan turned around and was almost blinded by the scene in front of him - Peng Jiahe was wearing a sequined dress, high heels of at least ten centimeters, and her face was made-up so delicate that she could walk on the red carpet.

Peng Jiahe spun around, her skirt flying. "How is it? Does it look good?"

Lin Bufan's mouth twitched: "Why are you dressed up like a Christmas tree?"

"What Christmas tree?" Peng Jiahe stomped her foot in anger, nearly spraining her high heels. "These are the latest Gucci models!"

Lin Bufan looked her up and down and shook his head. "The clothes are nice-looking, but they look awkward on you, just like a child wearing his mother's clothes."

"You!" Peng Jiahe was furious. "I spent three hours carefully dressing up just to save your face, didn't I? And you still say that to me!"

"But what I said was the truth." Lin Bufan spread his hands innocently: "The truth will not disappear just because I said it, nor will it disappear just because I didn't say it."

Peng Jiahe put her hands on her hips and retorted angrily, "What do you know about fashion?! I call this a light mature style! Liang Shuang usually dresses like this!"

"Liang Shuang?" Lin Bufan raised his eyebrows: "So you are imitating her?"

"Who copied her?" Peng Jiahe hastily defended herself, "I wanted her to know that although we look the same, I'm prettier than her! More elegant than her! More..."

At this moment, Duan Jiabao cautiously interrupted: "Um... Jiahe, we didn't invite Liang Shuang to dinner tonight..."

"What?!" Peng Jiahe and Lin Bufan shouted in unison, so loudly that they scared the stage manager who was passing by.

Then, the stage manager yelled, "Lin Bufan, could you please stop being so jumpy? You almost gave me a premature birth!"

Lin Bufan looked at this senior from college and exclaimed in shock: "So, Qingqing, you're not fat, you're pregnant?"

Qingqing rolled her eyes: "Are you stupid? How can you be this fat?"

After being criticized by Qingqing, Lin Bufan felt a little embarrassed. If he looked closely, he seemed to be abnormally fat!

"Qingqing, why are you still coming to work when you're pregnant?"

"If I don't come to work, how will I support my children?"

"Is the company so harsh? They let you come to work even though you're pregnant? Doesn't the company have a policy like paid leave for pregnant employees?"

"Yes, I do." Qingqing curled her lips. "But the company is yours, and I'm your classmate. If I take maternity leave right after starting work, what will the other classmates say about you? Do you still have any shame?"

Lin Bufan waved his hands and said nonchalantly: "What's the big deal? We're all classmates, so I'll help if I can."

"Forget it. I'm not so poor that I can't even afford to eat. I won't take advantage of you. I'll be thankful if you don't fire me." After saying that, she waved at Lin Bufan and left with her belly bulging.

After Qingqing walked away, Lin Bufan couldn't help but sigh!

"Do you see anything?"

Hearing Lin Bufan's question, Peng Jiahe immediately responded: "Be strong and independent!"

Duan Jiabao nodded in agreement: "Yes, we can't always rely on others."

"Wrong! Absolutely wrong!" Lin Bufan sternly emphasized, "The more shameful a person is, the more tiring their life will be!"

After hearing Lin Bufan's answer, Peng Jiahe's eyes lit up. He had to write this down. This was the personal experience of a successful person!

After collecting his thoughts, Lin Bufan asked, "By the way, where were we just now?"

Duan Jiabao reminded him, "Speaking of dinner today, I didn't invite Liang Shuang!"

"Then tell me, why didn't you scream?"

"There are four of us in the dormitory. I'm close to Xiaoguo and Shitou, but not to Liang Shuang... That's why I didn't invite her..."

After listening to Duan Jiabao's explanation, Peng Jiahe widened her eyes and said, "Sister Dabao, if your name is not Liang Shuang, then why are we going there?" She pointed at herself and Lin Bufan.

"Huh?" Duan Jiabao looked bewildered. "Today we're here to thank Prince and Brother Biao for helping Shitou..." Under Peng Jiahe's murderous gaze, Duan Jiabao quickly added, "And for Jiahe's help, that's why I'm treating you to dinner. This has nothing to do with Liang Shuang!"

Lin Bufan shook his head and sternly admonished, "Dabao, what you said is wrong. Being able to live in the same dormitory is fate. If you don't get along well now, you won't be able to get along after graduation, and this will definitely be the biggest regret of your life!"

Lin Bufan patted Duan Jiabao's shoulder and said earnestly, "Be good, go get Liang Shuang."

Peng Jiahe immediately agreed: "That's right! We're all in the same dormitory, how can you isolate others? Sister Dabao, you're too ignorant!"

Duan Jiabao was stunned by what the two said and asked weakly, "Then...should I send a message to Liang Shuang now?"

"It's already late, why are you still sending messages?" Peng Jiahe snatched Duan Jiabao's phone away: "Just call! Put it on speakerphone!"

After the call was connected, Liang Shuang's somewhat cold voice came: "Hello?"

Duan Jiabao swallowed nervously: "Liang Shuang, um...we are going to have dinner together tonight, do you want to..."

"Didn't you argue with me a few days ago?" Liang Shuang interrupted Duan Jiabao before he could finish, "Why do you want to invite me to dinner again today?"

Duan Jiabao was suddenly speechless and looked at Lin Bufan and Peng Jiahe for help. The two of them exchanged glances frantically, and Peng Jiahe even mouthed "Hurry up and say it."

"I...I..." Duan Jiabao was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead. However, after seeing Peng Jiahe, an idea suddenly occurred to him: "I found your twin sister!"

There was silence on the other end of the line for a few seconds, and then Liang Shuang's unhappy words came: "Duan Jiabao, are you crazy? I'm the only daughter in our family, where did my twin sisters come from?"

"If you don't believe me, come and see!" Duan Jiabao simply risked his life: "She's going today too. If I lie to you, make me gain another 10 pounds!"

"Psycho." Liang Shuang sneered: "I don't have time to play this kind of boring game with you."

"Really?" Duan Jiabao stamped his feet anxiously. "If I lie, my Taotao will be completely ruined. Is that okay?"

Seeing Duan Jiabao making such a big deal, there was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time. Finally, Liang Shuang couldn't resist his curiosity: "Where are you?"

Duan Jiabao's eyes lit up and he quickly gave the address of the restaurant.

"Okay, I want to see what tricks you can come up with." Liang Shuang hung up the phone after saying that.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Bufan looked around, but couldn't find Sang Biao: "Hey, where's that dog?"

Duan Jiabao pointed to the pile of debris in the corner of the studio: "Brother Biao has been hiding there since noon..."

Lin Bufan strode over and pulled away the rag covering it. He saw Sang Biao curled up in a ball, his entire face swollen, his gold chain broken into pieces and scattered on the ground, and his sunglasses lens also cracked.

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Lin Bufan squatted down and poked Sang Biao's head: "Yi Fei beat you up pretty badly, didn't she?"

Sang Biao rolled his eyes in annoyance: "I want to break up with you!"

Peng Jiahe came over to take a look and immediately burst out laughing: "Uncle Biao, your pose is amazing! It looks like you were run over by a car!"

Sang Biao bared his teeth at Peng Jiahe angrily, and ended up pulling his wound, causing him to wince in pain.

Lin Bufan lifted Sang Biao by the scruff of his neck and said, "Alright, stop pretending to be dead. We still have to go to dinner tonight."

Sang Biao shook his head frantically and typed, "How can I face people like this? I need to return to the palace to recuperate!"

"Raise your ass!" Lin Bufan slapped the dog on the head. "Don't you always brag about your iron-clad body? What's this little injury?"

Sang Biao drooped his ears in grievance as he was forcibly dragged out of the set by Lin Bufan.

Lin Bufan, his two friends, and the dog drove to the restaurant they had arranged to meet. Along the way, Peng Jiahe was as excited as a primary school student going on a spring outing, constantly reapplying her lipstick and fixing her hair in front of the makeup mirror.

"Brother, do you think the color of my lipstick is too bright?" Peng Jiahe turned her head and asked with a pout.

Lin Bufan glanced in the rearview mirror and said, "Looks like he just ate a dead child."

"You!" Peng Jiahe stamped her feet in anger and turned to Duan Jiabao for approval: "Sister Dabao, tell me the truth, what do you think of my makeup?"

Duan Jiabao was busy replying to WeChat messages, and without even looking up, he said perfunctorily, "It looks good, it looks good. It looks really good!"

"Perfunctory!" Peng Jiahe curled her lips in dissatisfaction and took out her phone to take selfies. "I must let that Liang Shuang know what it means to be better than others!"

Lin Bufan couldn't help but complain: "You two look exactly the same, how can there be someone better than you?"

"Elegance! Do you understand what elegance means?" Peng Jiahe excitedly waved her phone. "I'm much cuter than her, okay?"

……

The car quickly stopped at the entrance of the "Old Place Tea Restaurant." It was a simple little place with a brown sign hanging at the entrance and a "Today's Specials" menu posted on the glass door.

As the three people and the dog walked into the restaurant, a tall, thin man wearing an apron and looking very honest came to greet them: "Dabao! You're here! We've reserved a seat for you, at the big round table by the window."

Duan Jiabao greeted happily, "Big Bear! I'm sorry to bother you again today! By the way, are dogs allowed in here?"

The boy called Big Bear scratched his head and said, "Okay, you guys sit down first, I'll go prepare the ingredients." After saying that, he nodded at Lin Bufan and Peng Jiahe, turned around and went into the kitchen.