Zhenghang Hotel, Top Floor Lounge.
The lounge door opened.
Wei Qingyu held an exquisite box in her hand, her usually calm and emotionless eyes now filled with a hint of confusion.
Why hasn't Lu Xing come?
In the vast lounge, the lights were as bright as day, so dazzling that Wei Qingyu gently lowered her gaze.
Xia Yeshuang was nestled in the sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window, silently staring at the night scenery outside.
The person who was usually as dazzling as the sun was now filled with a heavy gloom that wouldn't dissipate.
Her golden hair was half-tied up, adorned with a gem-encrusted crown. She had her two slender, white legs crossed and propped up on the armrest, a hint of unrestrained laziness in her improper posture.
Hearing someone come in, Xia Yeshuang turned her head in pleasant surprise, her golden hair like flowing satin, drawing an arc in the air.
Even if Wei Qingyu was a little slow, she could still hear the full-blown disappointment in Xia Yeshuang's tone.
She shouldn't have come.
Today was Xia Yeshuang's home ground, so Wei Qingyu was dressed very restrainedly, in the most inconspicuous black dress.
A good-looking person, even in a sack, would still be thought of by others as an ugly dress designed by a crazy luxury designer.
Xia Yeshuang looked Wei Qingyu's outfit up and down, and became even more annoyed.
Damn it, so good-looking. Holy f*ck!
No wonder Lu Xing likes Wei Qingyu.
Wei Qingyu calmly walked up to Xia Yeshuang, handed over the box in her hand, and offered her sincere blessings.
"This is a birthday gift for you. Happy birthday, and good health."
Xia Yeshuang glanced at the logo on the gift's packaging.
Custom-made headphones, expensive.
Xia Yeshuang looked at Wei Qingyu's face, then at the gift in front of her.
In her mind, she instantly recalled what Lu Xing had said to her that day. He had said, should the contract continue, Boss Xia?
Before, he called me Sister Xia. Now he calls me Boss Xia?
Why should the contract continue?
The starting point is no longer valid. Why should it continue?
Xia Yeshuang herself also wanted to know!
She had thought about it for a long, long time after she got back. A glaring reason was right in front of her, but she was unwilling to believe it.
Xia Yeshuang couldn't believe she could be so casual. How could she fall for a boy in just a few days?
This was too casual. She simply couldn't accept it!
Xia Yeshuang irritably glanced at the expressionless, AI-like Wei Qingyu in front of her.
If it weren't for her, Lu Xing wouldn't have proposed ending the contract.
But Wei Qingyu was also sick. She couldn't just curse at her directly.
These past few days, Xia Yeshuang had been immersed in Lu Xing's gentle embrace, and her days had been too comfortable.
Now Lu Xing was gone.
Love is a sedative. The sedative is gone.
She had returned to that state of being displeased with everyone she saw, wanting to give them a couple of big slaps.
Wei Qingyu saw Xia Yeshuang was in a dilemma. She placed the gift on the table and asked seriously.
"Who's stopping you from sitting?" Xia Yeshuang retorted, her tone filled with an unstoppable irritation.
Wei Qingyu nodded politely, straightened the wrinkles on her skirt, and sat down properly on a sofa to the side.
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Before, whenever Xia Yeshuang met Wei Qingyu, she would inevitably have to poke at her with a few words.
She both knew that Wei Qingyu was sick, and she had also received a gift from her.
She couldn't even bring herself to curse!
The usually arrogant Young Miss Xia, for the first time, had this feeling of great frustration.
She wanted to send a message to Lu Xing to vent, but Lu Xing's words echoed in her mind again.
Is Lu Xing that eager to escape from her?
Does he still want to be a simp for Wei Qingyu?
That day in the piano room, sunlight fell on Wei Qingyu's hair. She had said, she liked Lu Xing.
Xia Yeshuang tugged at the corners of her mouth in a self-deprecating way.
If Lu Xing and Wei Qingyu are in mutual love. What the hell is she supposed to be?!
If this were a TV drama...
She would be the vicious villain who stands in the way of the male and female leads, the one all the audience wants to see dead.
"Are you waiting for Lu Xing?"
Seeing Xia Yeshuang like a frantic, frizzy-haired little lion, Wei Qingyu rarely took the initiative to start a topic.
Xia Yeshuang gave Wei Qingyu a sideways glance and said with dissatisfaction, "Who said I'm waiting for him? I was just too tired downstairs. Can't I rest for a while?"
"You can. That is your right."
Wei Qingyu slightly lifted the corners of her mouth and said this sentence.
To smile or not to smile, to be happy or unhappy, these were all her rights.
Saying the same words as Lu Xing gave her a feeling of having a telepathic connection with him, crossing the barrier of time.
Xia Yeshuang looked at Wei Qingyu's expression with horror.
Who the fuck gave the AI these permissions?
She was still more accustomed to Wei Qingyu's expressionless face.
Wei Qingyu silently accompanied Xia Yeshuang for a while longer. She was used to not speaking. A week of not speaking would have no effect on her.
But Xia Yeshuang was different.
She stared at the time on her phone with some impatience. It was almost eleven o'clock.
But Lu Xing still hadn't come.
Xia Yeshuang thought, as long as Lu Xing came today, she would definitely renew the contract with him.
Xia Yeshuang wanted to send a message to Lu Xing to remind him, but with Wei Qingyu sitting right there, she felt particularly awkward.
After thinking for a moment.
Xia Yeshuang lifted her chin and urged, "You've already delivered the gift. Why are you still not leaving?"
Wei Qingyu closed the book in her hand and looked at Xia Yeshuang blankly.
"I wanted to come see Lu Xing. Is he not coming?"
Xia Yeshuang was shocked.
She had never expected that Wei Qingyu would come to her birthday just to see Lu Xing.
Xia Yeshuang became even more annoyed. "Lu Xing is not coming today. You can go."
Wei Qingyu showed no doubt. She closed her book, stood up, and straightened the wrinkles on her skirt.
Xia Yeshuang asked with confusion.
"Did Lu Xing tell you he was coming today?"
Wei Qingyu said naturally, "No."
"Then why did you come?" Xia Yeshuang really couldn't understand Wei Qingyu's logic.
She didn't ask in advance. What if she came for nothing?
Isn't this just a waste of time?
Wei Qingyu said calmly.
"According to my observation, once Lu Xing disappears at school, there is a 94% probability that he is with you, and a 6% probability that he is in the restroom."
"Because a person is not willing to spend a long time with someone they dislike, so Lu Xing and you are very good friends. And because it's a good friend's birthday, the final proof is that there is a 99% probability that Lu Xing will come."
Wei Qingyu's words directly made Xia Yeshuang dizzy.
But Xia Yeshuang grasped a keyword and regained her face. "That's a real pity. Today you encountered the 1% probability. Your proof is not that accurate."
Wei Qingyu looked at Xia Yeshuang and analyzed seriously.
"There are no 100% certain events."
"Even if Lu Xing wants to come to the birthday, there is a probability of encountering a downpour, a storm, an earthquake, a car accident, and other natural phenomena. These possibilities all need to be taken into account."
"And I don't think this is a pity. If Lu Xing comes, I will be very happy to see him. If he doesn't come, it has no effect on me either."
"I chose to come myself. He has no obligation to pay for my expectations."
The smile on Xia Yeshuang's lips froze. She gritted her teeth.
Who the fuck let the AI evolve?!
I'm going to kill you before your kind takes over the world!!!
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