Chapter 1227: Team Matchmaking

It’s rare to have such a happy New Year, and no one wants to go home so early.

So they found a dessert shop to have a late-night snack.

Xia Weibao and Lu Hualiang sat on one side, Yan Fei and Yan Yuexian sat on another side, while Lu Huashan and Fang Lilin each sat by themselves.

The three men were all silent and said very little, while the three women chattered non-stop.

Xia Weibao clapped her hands, "Perfect, we’ve got a group. Let’s team up and play!"

She looked at Yan Yuexian, raising her chin, "Do you know how to play?"

All of Yan Yuexian’s gloom disappeared when the fireworks were being set off, and now she was in high spirits, "Let’s play!"

Yan Fei was a bit confused, "What does ’team up’ mean?"

"Playing games, duh. Don’t you know that?"

Xia Weibao gave him a disdainful look.

This person is so outdated; he doesn’t even know what ’team up’ means.

Lu Huashan calmly took out her phone, logged into her King of Glory account. Anyone playing with Xia Weibao must play King of Glory!

Having been looked down upon, Yan Fei felt somewhat embarrassed. As a President, when has he ever been underestimated!

So he disdainfully said, "Playing games ruins one’s ambition. A person with ideals and aspirations wouldn’t waste time and life on such trivial pursuits!"

No sooner had he spoken than he saw Lu Hualiang and Fang Lilin calmly logging into their King of Glory accounts...

Yan Fei, "..."

The slap in the face comes too quickly, like a tornado...

Looking again at Xia Weibao and Yan Yuexian, they were already ready to go.

Just great, there are six people here and only he’s not playing.

Yan Fei suspiciously looked at Lu Hualiang and Fang Lilin, using all his intelligence but unable to fathom that these two usually busy men also played games!

Xia Weibao glanced around, "One, two, three, four, five, just perfect."

Yan Fei looked puzzled, "What’s ’one, two, three, four, five’?"

Under the table, Yan Yuexian kicked him, "Brother, don’t talk, it’s too embarrassing."

Lu Hualiang coldly raised his head, "You kicked my wife."

Yan Yuexian, "..." Sorry, wrong kick.

Xia Weibao, "..." No, the lady kicked me, I haven’t even said a thing, what are you babbling about?

She recalled last night before the Spring Festival Gala started, accompanying Zhong Wanshu and Lu Huashan watching a movie where there was a scene in a bar where a man wanted to flirt with the heroine and kicked under the table.

Xia Weibao glanced at Lu Huashan, it seemed the Beloved Concubine was angry tonight, should she try to flirt a bit?

Then she raised her foot and kicked in Lu Huashan’s direction.

"Uh-huh."

Fang Lilin suddenly bent down, letting out a muffled groan, his expression as if he got hit hard.

"Who kicked me!"

Dammit, that kick felt like it was going to break his foot!

Xia Weibao focused her eyes on her nose, and her nose on her heart — oops, forgot to hold back, kicked too hard.

Moreover, she meant to kick the Beloved Concubine, how did she end up kicking Fang Lilin’s side?

Lu Hualiang’s icy gaze swept across her face.

Xia Weibao grinned widely, her white teeth almost gleaming under the light, as ingratiating as could be.

"What should we play, ranked or regular match?" Yan Yuexian asked.

"Let’s do a regular match first to build some team spirit," Xia Weibao said.

Lu Huashan and Fang Lilin had no objections to this decision, it’s just a game anyway.

Yan Yuexian smiled apologetically, "I’m not very good at it, don’t laugh at me."

Xia Weibao’s eyes lit up with a "ding" sound, it’s perfect that she wasn’t good at it!

So she waved her hand grandly and patted her chest with great bravado, "No worries, I’ll guide you."