KFC.
Xu Musen and Zhu Yulan stood at the front desk, ready to order.
"Hello, today we have special al deals available."
The cashier pointed to the poster in the store.
It read, "Kids' al cos with an exclusive pendant."
"Couples' al cos with a strawberry milkshake."
"Family al cos with a tropical salad."
Yulan already had a pendant, and the strawberry milkshake did look tempting.
But, glancing at the couples' al offer, Yulan's finger slipped and pointed to the family al next to it.
"We'll have this one."
"Family al?"
The cashier repeated, glancing at them, their appearance clearly not fitting for a family.
"I'm his sister, don't we look alike?"
Yulan tugged at Musen, the proud daughter of the Zhu family, claiming a younger brother for the sake of a salad.
Musen nodded seriously, "Sis, will you be paying then?"
"Scram!"
Yulan kicked him but couldn't help a smile spreading across her face.
"Alright, no problem."
The cashier tried to contain a smile. After all, those al deals didn't have any strict criteria—anyone could get anything.
The two chose a spot and began clicking away, picking out a family bucket.
Unbeknownst to them, after they headed towards their table, two sneaky figures approached.
Yao Mingyue and Liu Rushuang also entered the store, their eyes on the spot where Musen and Yulan were seated.
"Hello, what would you like… We have family als today, would you like one?"
The cashier looked at them, their tall and perfect figures, their matching phoenix eyes, obviously family.
"Sure, one family al."
Rushuang nodded, wondering why she was following her daughter in a mission "to catch a cheater."
After all, it's quite normal for young people to have friends of the opposite sex, but Mingyue just couldn't stand it and insisted on coming.
They chose seats separated from Musen and Yulan by a partition.
"Xiaoyue, I think there's no need to be so sensitive, right? They seem like just friends having a al."
Rushuang tried to quietly reason with her daughter, who seed eager to eavesdrop.
"I'm just here to eat too…"
Mingyue retorted stubbornly.
Rushuang shook her head but indeed, it had been a long ti since she had been to places like KFC or McDonald's.
She rembered the days when she used to bring them both along, back when they were little...
anwhile, Musen and Yulan were having a chat.
"Now that you've decided on the license plate, what car do you plan to buy? I can recomnd one for you."
Yulan obviously knew a thing or two about cars, considering not many girls drove Ferraris.
"Forget it, I can't afford the cars you'd recomnd. I'm thinking of sothing within four to five hundred thousand at most—that's already the limit for ordinary families like us."
Musen spoke, implying that a car worth over two hundred thousand would be a ceiling for most households.
"With your shrewd business skills, you'll probably be able to afford a luxury car in no more than a couple of years."
Yulan munched on a chicken wing, confident in his ability to make money.
Musen smiled, "Let's drop that for now. How about you? That childhood friend of yours hasn't continued to bother you, has he?"
As soon as Huang Tianming was ntioned, Yulan felt less savory about her chicken wing.
She snorted.
"Just the thought of him makes sick. How could there be such a thick-faced person in this world? I've told him clearly since we were kids that I don't like him, but he still keeps at it every day."
Yulan felt harassed beyond words.
"Childhood friends are like that. Because of the long ti spent together, they subconsciously treat each other as possessions, thinking of themselves as the most important person to the other. The familiarity breeds actions closer than you would have with ordinary friends.
When you reach the right age, whether you like each other or not, in the hunt for a partner, you'll subconsciously compare others to your childhood friend. Maybe that's what others an by 'the lethality of an old fla.'"
Musen sounded a bit reflective.
Little did he know, right behind his seat, Mingyue, pressing her ear to the partition, couldn't help but smile at his words.
Yes, that's the lethality of an old fla alright, an invincible one that's been part of their lives.
Look at him, the hard-mouthed guy. He still can't forget about ~
"Look at your silly face."
Rushuang, who overheard the conversation, smiled and handed a chicken drumstick to her daughter.
"Pfft! I'm nobody's old fla; I'm just unlucky to be born on the sa street as him."
Yulan spoke with clear annoyance, feeling even more upset rembering how she once had to begrudgingly call him brother.
"It's normal. With childhood friends, the outco is either you end up together or you fight every ti you et. You're too familiar with each other—parents might not know, but you can't hide anything from a childhood friend."
Musen shook his head, smiling like Mingyue.
Although her last life was nearly controlled by him, she'd still act nicely whenever she returned ho for the holidays.
Of course, it's also because Musen never decided to leave her, so he naturally wouldn't let his family sense his difficulties and grievances.
"Tsk, whenever we start on this topic, you always have so much to say... Oh, right, you have a childhood friend too."
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