Jiang Yuan really didn’t dare to listen to her brother’s explanation, word for word; she couldn’t wait to leave immediately.
So, after Jiang Yena gave an extremely perfunctory explanation, Jiang Yuan actually believed it!
"Brother, Sister Lu, I won’t bother you two then, I’ve got things to do, so I’m heading out, okay?"
Jiang Ye grunted in response, and Lu Jing smiled and nodded her head.
Once Jiang Yuan was far away, Lu Jing fiercely pinched someone.
"Ouch, pinching your man again?"
"Pinch you to death!"
The man laughed lightly, then leaned in a bit closer:
"You might, but he certainly doesn’t want to let go."
Lu Jing suddenly pushed the man in front of her:
It was ridiculous, wherever she went, one could... FQ, was he a beast in his past life?
As they were flirting, someone came looking for them:
"Miss Lu, you’re here? The bride is looking for you."
Huh, her cousin is looking for her?
"Alright, I know, I’ll be right there."
With that, she glared sharply at the man:
"I’m leaving, you follow after a while."
Just to avoid anyone catching onto something.
"Playing Internal Affairs, huh?" he teased.
Lu Jing couldn’t care less to respond, and just walked away.
Jiang Ye took his time leaving only after ensuring nobody was around.
Well, one had to admit, sometimes Young Master Jiang could really be quite obedient.
With Lu Jing gone, Jiang Ye went to find Zhou Er and the others.
They were in the hotel’s billiards room, really getting into the game when Jiang Ye walked in.
"Yo, you here?" Pei San, with sharp eyes, spotted him.
Jiang Ye grunted and walked over.
The wound on his face still stung a bit when it was touched.
Of course, they had all seen it, and even though they hadn’t had the chance to witness the fight between Jiang Ye and Lu Yan, they had heard a detailed account several times, so they weren’t missing much.
"Lao Si, your legs are still intact? Did A Yan show mercy?"
Indeed, logically, at least one should have been broken!
After all, what were the things Lao Si did even about?
Jiang Ye rolled his eyes:
"My legs are just fine, sorry to disappoint you all."
Zhou Er took his last shot and then approached.
However, once he got closer, he picked up on something and his face was full of implication.
"No wonder I haven’t seen you for a few hours," he said.
They were all grown men; Jiang Ye didn’t feel embarrassed and looked at Zhou Er:
"What? You looking for me for something?"
"No issue, wouldn’t dare to disturb you," he said.
Interrupting someone’s good time would bring divine punishment.
Pei San also realized something, and he couldn’t stop chuckling, his eyes barely opening.
"Lao Si, want to play?"
Really wanted to ask, do you still have the energy?
The man had already stepped forward, picked up the cue stick lying nearby, and aimed gracefully at the small red ball.
With a ’thwack,’ the ball went into the pocket.
Pei San and Zhou Er glanced at each other and both smiled:
"Pretty good, Lao Si, sinking that ball, still sharp as ever."
Actually, they really wanted to say: You still have energy left?
Jiang Ye was no fool, plus they had all grown up together in such close quarters, how could he not guess what they were thinking.
"If you’re really that envious, jealous, and hateful, just go find someone yourself."
"What are you thinking? Envious of you? You’re just whipped by your wife, nothing to be envious of."
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Didn’t even bother hiding it.