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Chapter 219: Not So Quick to Part

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After that, they played several kinds of small games, and everyone was also full.

After Liu Yunmi settled the bill, a group of people chatted and laughed as they walked out.

In October, the temperature difference was large, and it had also drizzled these past few days.

The night wind carried a chill, blowing Mu Youyu's bangs aloft.

She instinctively pulled her thin jacket tighter, shoved her hands into the pockets, and her steps slowed half a beat.

Jiang Liangjin naturally walked beside her, his long legs matching her pace unhurriedly, hands tucked into his hoodie pockets, his gaze falling on her hair disheveled by the wind.

Around them was the sound of classmates chatting and roughhousing.

Yu Ci had his arm around Gu Xingnan's neck, teasing him about how he looked after losing the game just earlier.

Jiang Liangjin, however, had no mind to listen; he only noticed Mu Youyu's action of pulling her jacket, his fingertips slightly curling, his steps pausing.

He said nothing, just reached out and pulled her jacket's zipper up from bottom to top for her.

The soft sound of the zipper sliding over the fabric was especially clear amid the noisy chatter, carrying a hint of indescribable intimacy.

The few classmates not far away had sharp eyes, immediately started hooting, drawing the pedestrians on the Future Path side to unconsciously look over at this group of boys and girls.

Mu Youyu didn't listen to what others were saying, nor did she feel embarrassed; she merely curled her lips, letting him finish zipping her jacket for her.

His fingertips unintentionally brushed the skin on her neck, bringing a warm sensation that made Mu Youyu tremble slightly; when she lifted her eyes to him, she met his gaze—eyes that held only her.

He then casually put the jacket's hood on her, saying, "The wind is strong; don't catch a chill."

Mu Youyu obediently nodded, replying in a soft voice, "I know."

Jiang Liangjin's car was already parked at the entrance, the driver waiting nearby.

Upon reaching the car, he turned his head to Gu Xingnan and Yu Ci behind him, saying lightly, "I'm off first; see you at school tomorrow."

Both responded in unison, and Yu Ci went further, wiggling his eyebrows and waving his hand, "Take it easy on the road, don't be reluctant to part!"

Hearing that, Jiang Liangjin unusually didn't put on a cold face and ignore it; instead, he curled his lips and replied, "We won't part so soon—we're going to the Mu family."

The surroundings fell silent for a few seconds.

Yu Ci reacted immediately, clapping his hands and laughing with an ambiguous expression, "Then let's not part—just stay over!"

Jiang Liangjin ignored him; this wasn't his decision to make.

Mu Youyu simply reached out, tugged at Jiang Liangjin's sleeve, and said, "Let's go, A Jin."

The driver opened the rear car door; Jiang Liangjin stepped aside first to let her in, then followed and sat down himself.

The Mu family.

Song Huaixian lay on the sofa, playing a small game with Qing An, and complained dissatisfiedly, "What are you doing? You screwed me and my bro again! That skill combo clearly should have had you tanking damage, but instead you dodged faster than anyone!"

No sooner had his words fallen than the game interface popped up a notice: "You have been eliminated."

Song Huaixian watched his and his teammates' HP bars be obliterated by a virtual thunderbolt, and he angrily slapped the sofa armrest.

"Hey, your bro is loyal enough, knowing to block the thunder for you." Qing An laughed, raising his eyebrows, his fingers still tapping the screen as he replayed the earlier actions.

Song Huaixian proudly lifted his chin, snorted, and said, "That's right—don't even look at whose person he is."

Qing An chuckled, his fingers pausing, then suddenly asked as if recalling something, "Your brother didn't come? Today's so lively, yet he didn't even show up to join the fun?"

Song Huaixian continued poking at the screen without looking up, offhandedly replying, "Where's the liveliness? It's just us few wandering aimlessly."

Qing An shook his head dissatisfiedly, "With me around, it's lively."

Song Huaixian ignored that remark, recalled last month's incident, and deliberately said viciously, "You're doomed, Qing An—you've completely offended my brother; he never wants to see you again."

Actually, Song Huaiyu was currently immersed in his own lab doing research, paying no attention to anyone else.

Qing An's Smile froze instantly, his originally proud Expression collapsing.

He drooped his head, pleading, "No, I still want to be friends with him!"

"You want to be friends with him?" Song Huaixian raised his eyebrows, bluntly exposing him, "Last time, who was it that faced him and threw down harsh words, saying not to let him snitch on Youbao and Xinbao to you? Aren't you bold enough?"

Qing An, struck at the core, pressed his lips and said nothing, only sighing silently as he slumped against the sofa back, a look of utter hopelessness on his face.

Mu Xin just came in through the door, took off his jacket, and Qing Ma stepped forward to take it.

He handed it to her, his gaze sweeping the living room; not seeing that familiar figure, he asked, "Has Youbao not returned yet?"

Song Huaixian was lowering his head to send a message to Jiang Liangjin, shaking his head without looking up, "No, he said he's still on the way; should be arriving soon."

Qing An, slumped on the sofa, hearing the two words "Youbao", barely lifted his head, his tone listless: "When will Xun Li be back? He's not here, no one to play with me, and the days are too boring."

Mu Xin didn't respond, walked to the edge of the sofa and sat down, his eyes glancing toward the door.

Song Huaixian, while sending messages, replied, "Xinbao just put him on the plane—how could it be that fast? This time he's returning to Y Guo, he'll have to stay at least half a month."

Qing An spread his hands, wearing a look of disdain, "No way—his subordinates are useless too? Even a small matter requires him to personally make a trip to Y Guo."

Mu Xin finally spoke: "It's the Mangen Family causing trouble again."

His two subordinates, though they are domestically based, have someone leading them in spreading rumors, which is a bit hard to handle.

Jun Chenling therefore personally went back.

Qing An, hearing this, couldn't help but frown, "Didn't I already send people to suppress Geselun? And he still dares to cause trouble?"

"Not him." Mu Xin lifted his gaze, his eyes turning a few degrees colder, "It's a collateral branch of his family, using his name to stir up trouble."

Qing An hasn't even been concerned with M Guo's affairs lately, let alone Y Guo; he frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

Mu Xin seemed unwilling to discuss further, lightly saying, "Just a little matter."

Qing An was still angry, "They don't want to live?"

Mu Xin, hearing that, felt the chill on his face intensify, "Hmm, they really have no way out."

Song Huaixian didn't interject.

The atmosphere in the living room had just sunk a bit when a cute voice came from outside the door: "Huaixian bro, Xinxin bro!"

Mu Xin heard the voice, immediately lifted his eyes to see the familiar person at the door, the chill in his eyes instantly dissipating as he stepped forward.

Song Huaixian heard that voice, his fingers flying to send the last message, then tossed his phone aside and stood up, striding a few steps to meet them, exclaiming, "Yo, baby's the first to notice bro—so happy!"

Mu Youyu was made to laugh by his exaggerated tone, she bent her eyebrows and eyes and asked: "Huaixian brother, how did you come back? Aren't you in B Shi?"

Song Huaixian thought for a moment, then said: "I have a friend in the Art Competition here."

Mu Youyu nodded, didn't ask further, just tugged at the sleeve of the person beside her.

Jiang Liangjin stepped forward at the right moment and said to the two: "Hello, Huaixian brother, hello, Xin brother."

Song Huaixian responded warmly: "Hey A Jin, sit down quickly, sit down, don't be polite, just make yourself at home."

Mu Xin also had important matters to tell him, and only said: "Sit."

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