Chapter 390: Misdirected Scolding

Helpless, Lin Yang wandered aimlessly around the campsite, intending to try his luck; perhaps he would be lucky enough to find the two of them.

And Lin Yang's departure undoubtedly fueled the arrogance of the dogs in the car.

The two of them no longer had any scruples; it was fortunate that the seat quality was top-notch, otherwise, it really wouldn't have withstood the tossing.

Shadows flickered inside the car, constantly changing postures.

Outside the car, it was completely silent; in this season, there wasn't even an insect chirping in the wild. As gusts of cool wind blew by, one could vaguely hear the rustling of leaves.

After searching in vain for a round, Lin Yang, having found nothing, could only continue sending messages to Shen Yan.

"Old Shen, why haven't you and Yue'er come back yet?"

"Where did you two go?"

"I'm begging you, can you just come back already?"

"You didn't go to get a room with Yue'er, did you? Old Shen, if you don't reply to me, I won't be able to sleep all night."

Approaching twelve o'clock, an exhausted Lin Yang planned to return to the campsite to take a look, perhaps the two had already gone back to rest, although the possibility of that was slim.

Sure enough, Shen Yan's figure was still missing from the sleeping tent; the boys were tirelessly playing poker, and the other tents had already turned off their lights to sleep.

"Tang, has Old Shen come back?" Lin Yang asked Tang Song.

Tang Song shook his head: "He probably felt it was too noisy here and went to sleep in the car."

Zhu Baoping raised his eyebrows, revealing a lewd smile: "Old Shen left with Wu Yueer; who knows what they might be doing right now."

Hearing this, the five boys in the tent were all stunned on the spot.

Damn!

Is it that explosive?

That is the Most Beautiful School Beauty Wu Yueer, after all.

Her stunning face and graceful, enchanting figure made countless boys admire her, and they were naturally no exception.

Especially after that dance tonight, they were still savoring Wu Yueer's exquisite charm.

Those fair, slender, beautiful legs...

Just thinking about it made them drool, but they could only rely on their imaginations.

Now hearing that Shen Yan might be carrying those long legs that so many girls envied, one could imagine the mood of the few people present.

Tang Song frowned slightly and said with dissatisfaction: "Zhu, stop spreading rumors all day long. It sounds bad if it gets out, and if you annoy Old Shen, you'll be in for it."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Baoping shivered suddenly.

One had to know that Shen Yan's combat power was off the charts, and he was unscathed even after a 1vs5; with his own small frame, he probably couldn't even withstand a single move from the man. Zhu Baoping hurriedly issued a Warning: "You guys must not spread this; I was just saying it casually."

The others couldn't help but laugh out loud and kept these words in mind.

Without hard evidence, they didn't dare to talk nonsense everywhere.

Besides, everyone was busy trying to curry favor with Shen Yan; how could they be so bored as to go and provoke him for no reason?

Not paying attention to the few people's discussion, Lin Yang lay limply on the bed and sent a message to Chen Shanni: "Are you asleep yet?"

Chen Shanni: "Not yet!"

Lin Yang: "Is Yue'er in the tent?"

With a mind as delicate as Chen Shanni's, she quickly constructed a thread of logic in her mind and took the initiative to cover for the two of them: "Not yet, Yue'er said she was a bit hungry and went to get a late-night snack with Shen Yan."

Under normal circumstances, this line of text should have been like rain from heaven, instantly filling Lin Yang with energy.

But the actual situation was...

Lin Yang couldn't be happy at all.

Given Chen Shanni's personality, she would definitely not lie, but that didn't stop Wu Yueer from spouting nonsense. Even if the two were indeed eating a late-night snack, what about after that...

With the whole night ahead, there was no telling what might happen.

To nip this possibility in the bud, he had to get Shen Yan to find a girlfriend as soon as possible.

Considering that Chen Shanni had a crush on Shen Yan, Lin Yang suggested: "Don't you like Old Shen? Do you need me to play matchmaker? Old Shen is so outstanding; if you don't seize the time to make a move, he's going to be snatched away by someone else."

Chen Shanni did not reply to this, choosing to ignore it directly.

In the girls' tent.

For some reason, the girls had a tacit understanding and none of them felt sleepy at this moment. In the pitch-black environment, the fluorescent light from their phone screens outlined the lines of their faces with extra softness.

Luo Qiqi poked Chen Shanni's back and asked in a low voice: "Shanni, did Yue'er tell you where she went? She hasn't come back so late; could something have happened to her?"

Chen Shanni repeated the same excuse she had just given Lin Yang. The pitch-black environment perfectly concealed her slightly flickering gaze; lying was truly not what she wanted to do.

But Chen Shanni had to do it, lest everyone's minds start wandering.

Sigh!

For the sake of these two troublesome people, Chen Shanni felt she was turning bad step by step.

Hearing this, Luo Qiqi only felt a lump in her chest, stuffy and uncomfortable. She tentatively asked about the doubt in her heart: "Shanni, Yue'er is so close to Shen Yan, just the two of them alone—aren't you worried that dry wood and raging fire will ignite at a touch?"

Chen Shanni knew her thoughts clearly and her tone was very calm: "Some things are destined in the dark; there's no need to think so much."

Having experienced life and death, Chen Shanni had long since seen through everything.

Luo Qiqi was confused hearing this, always feeling there was more to her words, but for a moment, she couldn't figure out the reason.

However, Chen Shanni was truly open-minded; she remained indifferent even when her crush was getting this close to someone of the opposite sex.

If it were her, she definitely couldn't do it.

On the other side.

Under the hazy night, the Maybach was like a cheerful and melodious tune, swaying rhythmically. At first, it was Wu Yueer supporting herself with her knees on the seat.

Then she lay flat.

Following that, it evolved into Shen Yan lying there resting, too lazy to move, while Wu Yueer looked down at him from above.

Inadvertently, Shen Yan noticed the phone on the foot mat next to him, face up, emitting a faint glow; he thought it was Lin Yang calling again.

This situation continued on and on; Lin Yang wasn't tired of calling, but Shen Yan felt mentally exhausted.

Why bother!

Annoyed beyond endurance, Shen Yan picked up his phone without even looking, swiped to answer, and immediately launched into a fierce, head-on verbal assault.

"I'm telling you, are you done yet? It's the middle of the night, why aren't you sleeping? Calling, calling, calling—my phone is about to run out of battery because of you. Do you believe I'll block you if you call again?"

Silence!

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line, with only clearly audible breathing.

Wu Yueer gave Shen Yan a thumbs-up; he should have done this long ago. What kind of person is that? He isn't anyone to her, yet he just keeps yapping on and on.

Does he really think my man has no temper?

If it weren't for the fact that they once knew each other, she would have cursed him until he was drenched in blood long ago.

He has absolutely no self-awareness.

Seeing that there was no reply from the other side, Shen Yan couldn't be bothered to deal with the person anymore and was just about to hang up the phone.

Yet, a familiar little milky voice rang out in his ear.

"Are you so impatient with me now that you don't even want to answer my calls?"

Uh...

In an instant, the angry expression on Shen Yan's face was as if it had been hit by a pause button, freezing there motionless.