C17 Do Not Owe Each Other

It was unknown when Hee Yanchen was smoking in the corridor outside the washroom. The moment Chu Zui walked out, she met his calm gaze.

The deep black eyes were as bright as stars as they indifferently looked at her. The cigarette between his fingers flickered in and out of the dim light in the corridor.

Perhaps before today, Chu Zui was still a little apprehensive and didn't dare to look directly at him, afraid of Hee Yanchen who had been hurt by her. But now, she didn't think that she owed him anything.

"President Hee." Looking at the cigarette in his hand and the silent expression on his face, Chu Zui smiled and greeted him. She then raised her head and walked in front of him.

Hee Yanchen's finger, which was holding onto the cigarette, became stiff in midair. He looked back at Chu Zui with surprise, as if Chu Zui's figure had suddenly become a lot lighter.

"Yanchen? Why did you come here to smoke? " Shang Anran pushed open the bathroom door and saw him. He walked to his side and wrapped his neck with his soft and tender hands. He could easily see the flirtation between the two as he walked along the table where Chu Zui and the others were.

The smoke lingered in front of Hee Yanchen's eyes, for some unknown reason, he squinted his eyes, took a deep breath, then threw the cigarette into the water filled trash can, wrapped his arm around Shang Anran's waist, and let her lean close to him. He bent over and kissed the corner of her mouth lightly: "How about it? Are you scared? "

A innocent and sweet smile appeared on Shang Anran's face: "There is one thing, you are right. Chu Zui has returned, you didn't even tell me."

"I just found out. I didn't have the time to tell you." Hee Yanchen lovingly raised his hand and rubbed the bridge of her nose with his finger: "What did you talk about?"

"Mm …" Shang Anran rolled his eyes and stuck out his tongue at him: "I'm not telling you, it's a secret!"

Seeing the two's intimate figure, Zhu Ziyue shot an unhappy glance at them. She wiped her hands with a wet towel, put it down, and anxiously said, "Seriously, the more we eat, the worse the taste will be. Why don't we just go to the KTV instead?"

"No, it's just a matter of your mentality, right?" As Zhang Lan drank the soup, she looked up at President Hee and smiled at her, "President Hee is about to get married. Ziyue, you have to know your limits."

"Aiya, what are you saying! Don't spout nonsense! " Zhu Ziyue's expression froze and she instantly felt awkward. She looked at Chu Zui, who had just come back and was sitting there, eating a big mouthful of soup. "Chu Zui, why do I feel that you're a little strange?"

"Hmm? Is there? " Chu Zui wiped her mouth with a tissue and looked up with a gentle smile. "How am I weird?"

Zhu Ziyue shrugged. "I don't know where it is, so forget it!" Eat a good meal, then the other side will suddenly become so ambiguous that people won't be able to stand watching them eat anymore. "

"Seriously, it's as if they're afraid of someone who doesn't know how much they love each other." She rolled her eyes and turned her head to look out the window at the dark sky.

Not long after, Hee Yanchen came back with Shang Anran.

"President Hee, we're full. Why don't we go to the KTV now?" Seeing them walk over, the unhappiness on Zhu Ziyue's face immediately disappeared.

"Going to sing karaoke?" Shang Anran was stunned for a moment. He looked at Chu Zui and smiled, "Alright, I'll go with you guys."

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