Zhang Wei nodded, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "I like girls like you, who speak directly and don't beat around the bush," he confessed.
Wang Xiaoying's face twitched, her patience running thin as her forehead veins threatened to burst. She sighed, relenting, "What do you need, just tell already."
Mo Yuxin couldn't help but smile and shake her head. Wang Xiaoying's evident irritation seed to amuse her.
As Zhang Wei shifted his attention away from the lon-faced beauty, Wang Xiaoying, he now turned his observation towards Mo Yuxin, his gaze curiously fixed upon her.
Mo Yuxin, standing beside Wang Xiaoying, exuded a magnetic allure.
Her curly brown hair fell in cascading waves, framing her face in a intricate manner. The hue, akin to rich caral, played with the light, revealing subtle hints of auburn that danced like flas.
Her almond-shaped eyes, a bewitching shade of hazel, held a glint of playfulness and mischief, drawing one in like a moth to a fla. Long, dark lashes frad those eyes, creating an aura of allure with every flutter.
The red top she wore was a statent in itself, hugging her curves enticingly, hinting at a confidence that was as beguiling as it was irresistible. The fabric was soft and clung to her form, leaving just enough to the imagination. The neckline dipped teasingly, revealing a glimpse of the elegant collarbone and delicate skin beneath.
Paired with this was a pair of dark jeans that fit her like a glove, showcasing her slender legs and adding to the overall appearance.
Completing the ensemble were stylish white sneakers, a combination of casual and chic that only added to her allure.
Intriguingly, Zhang Wei had long deduced the true identities of both won, cleverly peeking at their status. With an enigmatic smile, he continued to play his role, teasing, "I need a reward, not money," and refocused his attention on the visibly irritated Wang Xiaoying.
"What kind of reward?" Wang Xiaoying folded her arms, her annoyance simring beneath her composed exterior.
With a hint of audacity, Zhang Wei grinned and suggested, "Just a kiss would suffice," a playful twinkle in his eyes, causing a ripple of astonished gasps through the crowd as they overheard his audacious request.
A hushed murmur swept through the onlookers.
Wang Xiaoying's eyes widened in disbelief, caught off guard by the sudden boldness. Ti seed to slow as Zhang Wei's face leaned in closer.
Panic surged through Wang Xiaoying. Her imdiate reaction was to step backward, but Zhang Wei was faster, perhaps drawing from his past experiences with molesting girls playing out!
"Huh?" In the blink of an eye, Wang Xiaoying felt a soft pressure on her forehead, and Mo Yuxin's eyes widened in sheer surprise, an audible gasp escaping her lips at the unexpected turn of events.
Wang Xiaoying stood frozen, her mind struggling to catch up with the whirlwind of bewildering sensations.
"Good girl," Zhang Wei said, his playful pat on her head only adding to the perplexity of the situation. The crowd, initially drawn by the potential drama, now wore wry smiles as they dispersed, disappointed yet intrigued.
Zhang Wei had indeed kissed her, but the contact had been on her forehead, not her lips.
The unexpected turn of events left Wang Xiaoying utterly speechless, a mix of confusion, bewildernt, and surprise coursing through her veins.
Never in her life had she encountered anything quite like this. It was a surreal mont that defied explanation, leaving her grappling to make sense of it all.
"Zhang Wei, they are?" Suddenly, a voice from behind broke the peculiar silence, and Xiong i reappeared on the scene.
Zhang Wei sported a sly smile as he glanced at the sowhat bewildered Wang Xiaoying. "Well, they're not my lovers," he teased, stoking the bewildernt.
"..." Xiong i stood dumbfounded, rolling her eyes in disbelief. If he could so audaciously state this in front of them, then these two might as well be considered his lovers too!
Eying their impressive appearance, she beca even more intrigued. With a hint of uncertainty, she extended her hand towards Wang Xiaoying, aiming for a pleasant first impression. "I'm Xiong i," she introduced herself, her curiosity piqued about the two newcors.
Would they be competitors in so way?
Her gaze darted towards Zhang Wei, pondering if these girls were his girlfriends or lovers, akin to her situation.
Not that there was a significant difference in Zhang Wei's case, considering he was already married.
However, t with a blank response from Wang Xiaoying, Xiong i turned her perplexed gaze towards Mo Yuxin.
Mo Yuxin, still recovering from the unexpected twist, hastily interjected, "Are you Xiong i?" She aid to steer the conversation back on track.
"Of course," Xiong i affird with a nod, her brows furrowing slightly.
Hadn't she just introduced herself a mont ago?
In the midst of this, more individuals joined the gathering, their voices adding to the commotion. "What have you all been up to for the last ten minutes? Have you still not found ii?" Song Shoushan's voice resonated, cutting through the confusion.
"Huh?" Xiong i blinked, montarily disoriented by the sudden turn of events. Before she could fathom the situation, Song Shoushan spotted her and exclaid, "ii, you're finally here!"
She was on the verge of rushing forward when her eyes suddenly fell on a tall figure standing right near Xiong i, causing her steps to falter. "Zhang Wei?" she muttered to herself in disbelief, her gaze flickering between Zhang Wei and Xiong i, seeking confirmation of a certain possibility.
Xie irong also arrived, her gaze fixed on Zhang Wei with keen interest.
"He doesn't seem to care about others' opinions," she concluded, noting his nonchalant deanor.
"W-You guys know each other?" Wang Xiaoying's voice quivered with a startled gasp, trying to make sense of the unexpected connection. The unfolding events were becoming more intricate and surprising by the mont.
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"Hahaha!"
The laughter erupted, echoing through the air as Song Shoushan, once the misunderstanding was unraveled, couldn't help but find amusent in the situation.
Her eyes twinkled mischievously as he poked fun at Wang Xiaoying, montarily forgetting the puzzle that was Xiong i and Zhang Wei's relationship, or why Xiong i had called out to Zhang Wei in the first place.
Mo Yuxin and Xie irong exchanged subtle smiles, appreciating the twist of events, while Wang Xiaoying kept her head slightly lowered, a mixture of frustration and embarrassnt coloring her cheeks.
Amidst this, Mo Chen seethed with an escalating anger, feeling increasingly sidelined by the unfolding drama. Each glance at Zhang Wei only fueled his boiling resentnt.
Not just once!
Zhang Wei had stolen the spotlight from him twice!
How could he not be infuriated?
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