"Are you stupid?!" Ou Linlin laughed heartily with joy and taunted the woman, "Hey, I’m asking you, Furball Lord, are you stupid?"
Ou Linlin’s laughter immediately drew displeased glances from those nearby, but she didn’t care about that at all. She had been bumped into and had to swallow the loss; the feeling was just terrible, but thankfully her friend Ye Shu returned the suffocating sensation flawlessly on her behalf—it felt so good!
Watching the woman take the elevator down, Ye Shu couldn’t help but murmur to herself, "That woman is meticulous and acts calmly, plus she’s tall and slender. If it were a corporate recruitment, I would consider her as an assessment candidate."
Ou Linlin said, "Ye Shu, I think you should focus on the Smart Girl Class affairs for now. If you want to be the flawless future Mrs. Sheng, securing the position of Smart Girl Class Leader is a must!"
"Ah, alright, alright, I’ll think about it. I’m heading back now; you two keep being sweet here. After all, I can’t see it, ha." After saying this, Ye Shu turned and left.
After Ye Shu departed, Ou Linlin looked at Sun Nanjue with disdain, "Aren’t you usually full of clever tricks and bad ideas that you put on me one after another? Why are you so useless today? If not for my Ye Shu being here, I would’ve been bullied for nothing!"
Sun Nanjue, however, was unfazed, "A squabble between you women is a trivial matter. As a man, naturally, I couldn’t compare with her. Besides, what kind of person is Little Shushu? Let me tell you, with her smarts, Ah Chen won’t escape her grasp in Five-finger Mountain. Stop worrying about her all the time and worry about your own man instead."
"Worry about what? A big man like you..." Ou Linlin rambled on, then suddenly shouted loudly at the waiter, "Waiter, do you have tortoise soup or any kind of whips? My husband desperately needs tonics!"
"Pfft—" Sun Nanjue spit out every last drop of the red wine he’d just sipped.
He was done with Ou Linlin. Something so private, and she was shouting it out loud in this place. What’s worse, the restaurant manager was an old acquaintance of his. Now he was doomed; everyone would know he is the quick-handed Fireworks Lord. How was he supposed to mix in the industry after this?
Hearing her, the waiter hurriedly came over with a mysteriously secretive menu, all smiles, "There is, there is. Although our restaurant is a luxury one, we do cater to the special requests of our customers, asking the chef to prepare some special dishes for tasting, to condition the body."
"Then serve a stewed soft-shelled turtle, and no more red wine. Change it to deer whip liquor," Ou Linlin ordered at random, really clueless about what’s best for kidney health, but the names sounded impressively potent.
Sun Nanjue broke into a cold sweat, "Little Linlin, haven’t you heard that the frail shouldn’t over-tonify? You’ve ordered so many energizing things all at once; aren’t you afraid you might ruin my health?"
"You’re already an empty shell; can it get any worse than your current state? Just a Fireworks Lord..." Ou Linlin replied.
Ye Shu saw that she had no dramas to film anymore; it seemed she really had to compete with others to get into the Smart Girl Class.
But there was still something she didn’t understand; since her future mother-in-law, Bai Yueru, was the person in charge of restarting the Smart Girl Class, why hadn’t she received even a single phone call from her?