Chapter 142: Miss Yun Should Take a Trip Too

The next morning, Yun Ruojin arrived at Hengshan Gongguan early, and even "thoughtfully" prepared breakfast for all of them.

Lu Xixi blinked her big eyes, and for a moment couldn't figure out what Yun Ruojin meant.

Lu Xiwán wasn't afraid of Yun Ruojin's poisoning, and carelessly grabbed the sandwich on the table and took a bite.

Yun Ruojin is a bit wicked, but not stupid enough to use Real‑name System Poisoning, so Lu Xiwán felt reassured about that.

"If you eat my food, I'll take it as your forgiveness," Yun Ruojin smiled brightly.

In just one night, she seemed like a different person.

Even soul‑transmigration hasn't altered someone this completely.

Seeing Lu Xiwán unrestrained, Lu Xixi also reached for a sandwich and, in passing, handed one to Yao Yao.

Thanks to Yun Ruojin, Lu Xixi stayed silent, and the breakfast time was unusually quiet.

After finishing breakfast, she ran faster than anyone; Lu Xiwán also tried to slip away, but Yun Ruojin stopped her with a single sentence.

"Miss Xi, did you see the message I sent you last night?"

Lu Xiwán's movements froze, and she didn't react for a while.

Fu Sijue: "She's busy." He curtly rejected Yun Ruojin on Lu Xiwán's behalf.

Yun Ruojin clenched their back molars as if to bite them off, yet didn't give up easily, "It's fine, I can wait until she's free to talk."

Lu Xiwán stared at Yun Ruojin for a long while.

But she didn't want to!

"She has no time, I'll take her to work."

After saying that, he grabbed Lu Xiwán and walked away; Lu Xiwán couldn't keep up his pace and stumbled.

"How did you know she wanted to meet me?"

"Don't go out with her, it's dangerous." Fu Sijue answered evasively, his hand still tightly holding Lu Xiwán.

Lu Xiwán's wrist hurt from the grip, and Fu Sijue finally released his hand.

"After work I'll pick you up, don't wander off."

Watching Lu Xiwán step into the elevator, Fu Sijue called Shen Shu.

"Send someone to keep an eye on Yun Ruojin."

But before Fu Sijue could pick her up, Lu Xiwán, just off work, was stopped by Yun Ruojin.

"Miss Xi, give me a favor and have a meal together."

Yun Ruojin sat outside waiting, and dutifully ran over to help the struggling Lu Xiwán.

Lu Xiwán's expression remained calm as she gently brushed away the affectionate hand that Yun Ruojin had placed on her.

The so‑called reconciliation is just a performance for Fu Sijue; she hasn't even reached the point where Yun Ruojin can shamelessly try to flatter her, and Lu Xiwán knows her own limits.

"If you have something to say, just say it directly; Miss Yun can't keep coming to find me just to pick me up after work."

Leaning against the wall, Lu Xiwán didn't lose any advantage; her aura became even more imposing.

Yun Ruojin gave a faint smile and glanced at the few girls who had been drawn by the sound behind her.

"Let's go downstairs to talk; let's not involve anyone else in our matter."

Both inside and outside the words carried a hint of threat, and Lu Xiwán stayed silent, following behind her.

Yun Ruojin still showed a bit of a caretaker's concern, moving at an unhurried pace.

The more this happened, the more vigilant Lu Xiwán became, scheming how to deal with Yun Ruojin.

"A Jue and I played together when we were very young, but later our family moved abroad… I guess A Jue never told you that, right?"

Yun Ruojin tossed out that sentence without any context, and Lu Xiwán stuck to the principle that silence is golden, giving no reply.

It's nothing more than those trivial, old‑news matters.

Playing together for ten minutes still counts as having played in childhood; if you calculate it that way, Lu Xiwán and Fu Sijue are truly childhood sweethearts.

Let alone, Lu Xiwán never feels that being familiar with Fu Sijue is something to be proud of.