Chapter 299: What's the difference between that and acting coquettish?

Several people arrived at a high-end restaurant.

Mu Youyu caught sight of Lin Ning's pink long hair at a glance, and her eyes lit up.

The girl stood just in front of the front desk, lowering her head slightly, tapping the floor with her shoe.

"Ningning." Mu Youyu called softly, running over from beside the three.

Jiang Liangjin followed closely, not forgetting to warn: "The floor is slippery."

"It's fine!"

Lin Ning was immersed in her own little mood when a familiar voice of her close friend suddenly came from her ear, as if a happiness switch had been pressed, and she instinctively jerked her head around.

Her face instantly broke into a radiant smile, she took a few steps forward and grabbed Mu Youyu's hand: "Baby, how did you come here?"

This place is near C University, not far from Lan Lin Middle School; she really didn't expect to run into someone here.

Mu Youyu smiled, turned sideways, and pointed at the three behind her: "I came to eat with A Jin and the others, Ningning, why did you come all the way here?"

Lin Ning and these few brothers have basically grown up together since childhood, so she's completely unafraid of strangers.

She greeted them and explained: "I came with Yiyi! Yiyi's male idol came here to check in, she invited me to eat here."

The few people responded with a sound, then fell silent.

Mu Youyu nodded, looked behind her, and asked: "Where's An Yi?"

Lin Ning heard, waved her phone at her: "I just sent a message wanting to tell you, but I ran into a foreigner just now and almost got into an argument with him!"

Thinking about it, it's still a bit funny.

Mu Youyu tilted her little head: "Huh?"

What does that have to do with her asking where An Yi is?

She was about to follow up when Lu Yuchu's clear voice softly said: "Let's go to the private room first."

Song Yan had just been surrounded by a few fans who recognized him, patiently signing autographs and taking photos.

Seeing that, he hurriedly caught up: "Come on, come on, we can talk about anything in the private room."

Jiang Liangjin had just booked the private room; the group followed the waiter through the carpeted hallway and pushed open a carved wooden door.

The private room was tastefully furnished, with a soft sofa placed by the window and an ink painting of bamboo and rocks hanging on the wall.

In the corner, a celadon vase held a few sprigs of winter plum, releasing a faint fragrance.

The central air conditioning set the temperature just right—warm but not stuffy.

Everyone took their seats.

Song Yan and Lu Yuchu also come here occasionally; they quickly ordered, the waiter brought the food and exited, closing the door, and the private room fell silent at once.

Lin Ning immediately leaned close to Mu Youyu, lowering her voice: "Let me tell you, it was pretty interesting just now..."

Song Yan curiously glanced their way; seeing she was speaking softly, he leaned over to Lu Yuchu and asked: "What secret is she whispering while holding her baby?"

Song Yan leaned in close to Lu Yuchu, curious: "What are they talking about?"

Lu Yuchu leaned back in the chair, expression indifferent, completely lacking any desire to investigate: "I don't know."

As someone who always cares about everyone's mood, Jiang Liangjin heard that and gave Mu Youyu a wink, his eyes hinting, as if saying "I want to listen too."

Mu Youyu, who often glanced his way anyway, instantly understood, turned to Lin Ning and said: "Ningning, I can't hear you."

Lin Ning felt helpless toward her, then glanced at the opposite side, seeing Lu Yuchu and Song Yan both looking uninterested.

As for Jiang Liangjin, she didn't care, no matter what he did.

She no longer kept her voice low: "When Yiyi and I came in, we just saw a handsome guy standing at the front desk..."

"That person looks mixed-race at first glance, his looks are truly stunning, with a high, straight nose bridge and a smiling lip; he was laughing then, appearing especially gentle."

"The most important thing is those eyes, inner double-lidded! Wearing gold-rimmed glasses, very story-like."

Mu Youyu rested her chin lightly on her fingertips, eyes full of curiosity: "So how did you end up arguing then?"

"It's not anything else—Yiyi got too excited!" Lin Ning laughed, shaking her head, and continued: "As soon as she saw the handsome guy, she couldn't walk, immediately pulled out her phone and went up to ask for contact info using the Y language she just learned today."

"The result was that the handsome guy spoke pure H Country language; Yiyi couldn't understand at all, looking clueless. The handsome guy then used Y language, but Yiyi's elementary-level Y language she still couldn't understand."

Lu Yuchu instinctively said: "There's even an elementary-level Y language?"

"I don't know if it's because of early education, but he can speak Y language as fluently as the national language."

Mu Youyu, Jiang Liangjin, and Song Yan are the same.

Lin Ning sighed, "People compared to people make you angry—your kind of Y language, if you haven't scored below three digits, you naturally wouldn't know."

Seeing that several people seemed afraid to hurt her and didn't respond, she continued: "... Who would have thought that while talking, he pointed at his own head and made an unfriendly gesture, as if saying Yiyi's brain isn't very sharp!"

"Yiyi was stunned at the moment, then after reacting she got so angry her face turned red, and she started arguing with him on the spot. She held her phone and translated a barrage of output."

Things like "How can you be so rude?" and "Being handsome doesn't give you the right to insult people at will."

Lin Ning imitated Yu Anyi's furious appearance at the time, making Mu Youyu unable to hold back laughter.

"An unfriendly gesture?"

Lin Ning was laughing harder than anyone at the time, "Yu Anyi, what's the difference between this and acting coquettish?"

Seeing the sisters get angry, he then put an arm around the person, said "goodbye" in Y language, and pulled them away.

Jiang Liangjin wasn't interested.

Song Yan was guessing that person's identity.

Lu Yuchu: "There's even an elementary-level Y language?"

The story was told simply, but Mu Youyu gave face by laughing a few times; seeing Lin Ning's smile ease a bit, she then asked: "And An Yi? Why didn't she come with you?"

Lin Ning's sitting posture froze, the smile on her face instantly stiffening, as if suddenly struck awake.

"Right, what about the sisters?!"

She instinctively touched her hair, speaking uncertainly: "... Maybe she fell into the toilet?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she immediately took out her phone.

The screen lit up, and I happened to see a message Yu Anyi sent a minute ago: 【Go ahead to the private room and wait for me a few minutes; I'm going to the washroom, I'll be right back】

Lin Ning let out a breath, sent her the private room number, and then continued chatting with her best friend: "By the way, by the way, I have some big news to tell you!"

Mu Youyu had just taken a sip of the milk Jiang Liangjin handed her; hearing that, she immediately put down her cup and said, "What? What?"

Lin Ning didn't beat around the bush: "My family's been discussing my older sister's engagement to Jiang Ji lately; I hear it's almost settled."

As she spoke, her gaze swept over Jiang Liangjin.

She seemed to recall that Jiang Liangjin and Jiang Ji weren't on good terms.

Mu Youyu froze for a moment.

Jiang Liangjin had mentioned to her that Jiang Ji's parents were divorced; his father claimed he was going abroad, and his mother was also preparing to emigrate.

By rights the children should have been Cheng Siqing's, but out of respect for Jiang Ye Ye's face, Cheng Siqing took only the daughter.

She also pointed out that Jiang Ji was her biological child, and that she could occasionally take him abroad to visit; in the end, Jiang Ye Ye still agreed.

? She really hadn't expected that Lin Ning would get engaged to Jiang Ji.

Lin Ning is twenty‑four, while Jiang Ji is only seventeen—a seven‑year gap, and besides, they haven't really been heard to have much interaction.