Host, the villain's corruption level has exploded!

Chapter 564: Do as you please, just don't treat me badly (33)

Song Zhishu came to her senses and, knowing that Zhen Wanwan meant well, smiled at her.

"I'm fine," she shook her head, thinking that the other person had kindly invited her out, and she couldn't let them be unhappy. Song Zhishu regained her energetic appearance.

What's so great about men? A wife is definitely sweeter!

Song Zhishu nodded firmly, then smiled at Zhen Wanwan and said, "Eat whatever you want, it's on me today."

"Then I would rather obey your orders than be respectful."

They both ordered cold noodles without exception. After Song Zhishu finished eating and drinking, she finally couldn't spare any time to think about men. She took a sip of pineapple beer; even though it wouldn't get her drunk at all, she felt a little dizzy. Perhaps there was no need for any reason; the feeling of being wronged just came out of nowhere.

"Late night,"

Zhen Wanwan was enjoying her meal when she heard Song Zhishu calling her in a sorrowful voice. She looked up in bewilderment, only to hear Song Zhishu sobbing, as if she had forgotten that Zhen Wanwan had a boyfriend: "Promise me, you will never have any contact with men in this life, okay?"

Zhen Wanwan, who already has a boyfriend: ...

This... this... I'm afraid it's Da Mei.

"Why are you saying all this for no reason?" Zhen Wanwan smiled as she added food to Song Zhishu's plate, who was already full. Sensing a hint of gossip, she casually asked, "Has Zhishu encountered some emotional setback?"

Actually, if it were before, she would never have asked such a question. First, Song Zhishu didn't seem like someone who would be troubled by love, and second, with such good qualities, no matter how blind the other party was, they wouldn't let such a good girl be heartbroken, right? But a woman's sixth sense is always accurate. After sensing the subtle magnetic field between Xun Chuan and Song Zhishu, Zhen Wanwan understood pretty much everything.

This road is difficult to walk.

Putting aside the question of whether someone like Xun Chuan, who is practically a scumbag (Xun Chuan: ? Is it that serious?), would like a well-behaved girl like Song Zhishu, even if they were mutually attracted, the barriers between them would be insurmountable. If they really wanted to hold hands and go all the way, it would be incredibly difficult.

“No,” Song Zhishu replied sullenly.

Zhen Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief. At least Song Zhishu hadn't taken this too seriously, which meant she could still try to persuade her to turn back from her misguided ways...

"It's frustrating when you like someone but don't know what to do."

She heard what Song Zhishu said next.

"………………" Damn it! Isn't this still an emotional setback?!

“Zhishu, your future is bright, there’s no need to waste so much energy on romantic entanglements,” Zhen Wanwan said patiently, stopping her own meal. “If you can let go of Xun Chuan, your career…”

She abruptly covered her lips and gave an awkward smile to Song Zhishu, who looked up with a wronged expression.

"Is it that obvious?" A little drunk, Song Zhishu looked aggrieved as she looked down and drew circles on her face. "But I came here for him..."

This stark contrast between her and her appearance suddenly made Zhen Wanwan want to get her even more drunk.

Restraining her wicked hand, Zhen Wanwan said demurely, "It's quite obvious..."

As for the last sentence, she completely ignored it, assuming that he was just love-struck.

Song Zhishu was about to say something when she heard the girls' cheerful laughter.

She lowered her voice and leaned closer, as if to say something, but was startled by Xun Chuan and the girl next to him who came in.

Zhen Wanwan was a little anxious when she saw her suddenly stop talking, but seeing her in a daze, she still looked at her with a puzzled expression.

"........."

You truly are worthy of being called Xun Chuan.

fucking

Zhen Wanwan felt sorry for her little darling.

Xun Chuan kept her head down, her expression unreadable, and she didn't even look in her direction. The girl, on the other hand, was talking animatedly. Perhaps she recognized her, because the fair-skinned little girl smiled at her, a clean and beautiful smile.

Song Zhishu had no recollection of this young girl, but still smiled politely in return. The other girl was slightly taken aback by her beauty, tugged at Xun Chuan's sleeve, and whispered, "Tsk, cousin, my sister Song is really beautiful, so beautiful! I really want to marry her."

Xun Chuan's expression stiffened, then he looked up and saw Song Zhishu calmly packing her things.

She had mostly sobered up, but the corners of her eyes still had a faint red tint, making her alluring and seductive.

………Hold??

[Aww, Zhi'er Bao'er! Don't cry! Daddy will go buy you a Balala Magic Wand, don't cry!] The little white dumpling took out her treasured magic wand and tried to crawl over to give it to Song Zhi'er, but was stopped by Cuihua.

[If you don't want to get beaten up today, don't get involved.]

White dumpling: dumbfounded

Should we be beaten for offering help?

What kind of warmth is this? Xun Chuan panicked. Next to him was his cousin, who he got along well with, like a best buddy (cousin: ??). They had bumped into each other outside, and this guy immediately came running back, since they hadn't seen each other for a long time.

In addition, Song Zhishu has a bad memory, so to her, this girl is no different from those swarms of bees and butterflies.

Help! How is he supposed to explain this?

Taking advantage of his momentary daze, Zhen Wanwan quickly pulled Song Zhishu away from this troublesome place, leaving Xun Chuan bewildered in the wind.

Cousin: QWQ

Why did they all run away?

She turned to ask Xun Chuan, but Xun Chuan, who had already weathered into a stone sculpture, simply couldn't listen.

When the two of them came out, it was almost time to go back to school. Song Zhishu told Zhen Wanwan to go back by herself first, while she wandered around. The other girl refused without hesitation, but Song Zhishu dismissed her with a smile. Watching her turn back every few steps, Song Zhishu couldn't help but find it amusing.

Seeing Xun Chuan rushing out of the snack shop, she didn't even have time to wipe the smile from her lips before turning and running away.

Xun Chuan, who was about to run over as soon as he saw her: Oh no, Barbie Q is dead.

[Host! Xun Chuan doesn't have a girlfriend! He doesn't! We're not mistresses!] The little white dumpling came running over from her 999-story villa after getting her gold teeth installed, and started yelling. Song Zhishu pushed and shoved her back.

How can you talk like that? Even if she were a mistress, she wouldn't be one of the mistresses.

She was simply lost and didn't know what to do next.

I wandered around this huge market until evening, but my frustration only increased.

Song Zhishu was indignant, and smiled smirk.

She's going to a bar! Going wild! Midsummer nights are slow to fall, and now a fine layer of gray has settled over the area.

It was her first time in a place like this. She didn't intend to do anything outrageous; she just wanted to listen to the DJ, have a few drinks, and look at... beautiful women (slurp).

Unfortunately, even swans are breathtakingly beautiful when they reach the mud.