Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Ziming, so you’ve found Little Chili!”
Suddenly, Mu Heng appeared beside the two that were busy staring at each other.
“Pfft! What are you two doing?”
Catching sight of their interaction, this playboy guffawed.
Hearing his friend’s boisterous laughter, Ji Ziming took his icy glare off the woman.
When the man took his eyes off her, she pouted. She then took this chance to rest her eyes, which had been glaring too hard just then.
Seriously, this annoying fellow glaring at her for no reason, she just could not figure him out. Everyone said that women were hard to read, but she really wanted to say that this man was just as hard to understand.
“Tsk, tsk… Did I accidentally get in the way of you two?” Mu Heng asked teasingly, noting his friend’s hostile and cold gaze on him.
She rolled her eyes at his teasing.
What surprised her the most, however, was the man’s reply to his Casanova friend.
“What do you think?”
For some reason, she detected unhappiness and intimacy in his cold, deep voice!
“I think… based on your grumpy face, you must be thinking that I’m in the way of your alone time with Little Chili!” Mu Heng replied with a smile, giving her a wink as he looked at them.
Ji Ziming’s last statement had already given her a shock, but his next reply gave her an even bigger surprise, making her feel that this man standing next to her and holding her hand was not the annoying fellow that she knew.
“If you know, then why are you still here?” He scoffed at his friend.
She nearly turned Sparta at his answer.
What?! What did this annoying fellow just say? I didn’t mishear him, right?
She gawked at the man.
When she saw his neutral face, for some reason, she felt that behind it was a serious look.
“Er…” Mu Heng, who had a pretty good read of him, paused, seemingly taken aback by his reply as well.
Still, thereafter, he roared with laughter.
“Ziming, that’s gold!” He beamed at him. With eyes full of excitement, he turned to regard her. “Little Chili, you’re pretty good! Tsk, tsk…”
“What?” she asked, giving him a confused look.
What was she good at?
“Ha ha!” Taking in her confusion and bafflement, he guffawed even more.
Tsk, tsk. This buddy of mine has a long way to go in his romance… See; he’s taken a liking to the most troublesome type of woman: hard to get and hard to get rid of.
Fine. This kind of naïve woman is a pain in the bottom for men who dislike commitment.
In contrast, they’re the best for men whose end goal is to build a family.
Still, for my childhood friend, who is virtually clueless when it comes to women and has EQ in the negative digits, this is gonna be quite a hurdle.
“Nothing.” He laughed. “Liao Gaofei just told me that Mingxuan has found his first love, his goddess, so I was thinking to check out this so-called first love of his with you two.”
“Aye…”
Mingxuan?
She paused at once. Hearing this talk of first love gave her a bad feeling.
The Mingxuan this playboy was talking about can’t be the one I know, right?
Anyway, Mingxuan and I, we are just friends, right? What is this first-love goddess nonsense?
Yup! That Mingxuan this playboy spoke of shouldn’t be the one that I know!
“Frankly speaking, I’m curious about this first-love goddess of Mingxuan. All these years, although few women have been around him, in the handful of dates he has had, they are all the same type, with their features usually being quite similar.”
He started shaking his head at this point. “I don’t know if he’s really devoted or… Little Chili, what do you think?”
“Huh?” Caught off guard by his sudden question. she blinked with a blank face.
What was this nuisance saying now?
“Eh. Why do I think that Little Chili seem to resemble those women Mingxuan dated before?” he mumbled, looking at her blank face.
Although this was just his passing comment, she was shocked by it.
It can’t be! Is the Mingxuan they’re talking about truly the same person?
Still, how did she not know that he liked her? While they were pretty close back then, they did not spend a lot of time together.
“Ha ha, Ziming! Don’t glare at me like that. It’s just a casual remark.” Mu Heng started grumbling about his childhood friend inwardly when he saw the cold glare being directed at him by the latter.
Tsk, tsk. This level of possessiveness – he just made a passing comment, and this petty guy was unhappy already.
She did not bother herself with the man’s dark face; instead, she directed her gaze on to his childhood friend.
“This Mingxuan you’re talking about, is his last name—”
Alas, before she could finish her question, she was cut off by a loud voice.
“Mu Heng, Ziming, why are you hiding here?! I’ve been looking for you!” Liao Gaofei came up to the trio, his face breaking into a grin.
“Ha ha! Where is Mingxuan and his goddess?” Once he drew near enough, Mu Heng asked him this pronto.
“He went to get his goddess. He said he’ll introduce her to us later,” the other man answered, pouting thereafter.
“Really? I gotta see if this ‘goddess’ of Mingxuan is really a goddess, then…”
“Ha! She must be a goddess, truly! Although I haven’t seen any photos of his goddess, just based on his infatuation with her that lasted until now from his teenage days, she must be no ordinary girl.”
“…” God, why did the Mingxuan this bunch was talking about feel as if the same one that she knew?!
