Chen Xiaoyan wouldn’t go, and no matter what, Chongchong refused to leave.
In Chongchong’s heart, Mu Qingxue’s danger level had already far surpassed Liu Yue’s. As long as she was around, no matter what happened, she had to stay glued to Chen Xiaoyan’s side.
There was no helping it; everyone knew how much of a little miser she was.
But Mu Qingxue—she lacked everything except money.
Money!
I want to make money, lots and lots of money.
Chongchong made up her mind over and over again in her heart.
All the idle thoughts she’d had about streaming started to stir again.
She couldn’t do business, so the only way to make a living was to sell cuteness on livestream.
“We’ll all go together.”
“Ah?”
“Eh?”
Mu Qingxue and Chongchong looked completely bewildered.
“What’s the problem? You two keep bickering like this—shouldn’t we be sending that guy to the hospital? If neither of you will give in, then let’s just all go together.”
Saying this, she turned and walked out of the greenhouse.
Chongchong didn’t hesitate, happily following along.
Even though Mu Qingxue was a third wheel, at least she could stay with Sister Xiaoyan.
“Lingling, you host the party for now. We’ll be back soon.”
The city central hospital wasn’t far away; if everything went smoothly, they’d be back in half an hour.
“Okay, Miss.”
Mu Qingxue called a few staff members to replace the security guards, then helped lift the injured person and walked out of the greenhouse.
Xian Yun, A Curtain of Dreams, and Worldly Dreams watched their backs, hesitating.
They weren’t sure if they should follow.
“Forget it, what would we do if we went? This melon is way sweeter.”
A Curtain of Dreams cradled a watermelon and took a delighted bite.
Worldly Dreams nodded, then urgently looked around as if searching for something.
“I don’t want to go either. It’s like a war zone in there. By the way, where’s the restroom?”
“No idea. Go ask a staff member.”
Worldly Dreams dashed over to the staff, asked about the temporary restroom, and quickly disappeared from sight.
“Did our sister not use the restroom this morning or something?” A Curtain of Dreams watched her frantic figure, gloating.
Xian Yun made a gesture to stop a staff member passing by with a glass of red wine.
“Hello, may I have one?”
“Of course.”
Accepting the wine, Xian Yun returned to A Curtain of Dreams’ side.
“You drink wine?” A Curtain of Dreams looked at the glass in her hand, a hint of surprise in her eyes.
“No, I just want to taste it.” With that, she took a tiny sip.
She immediately frowned.
“Not very good.”
“You just don’t know how to appreciate it. Better not drink. Alcohol’s bad for you. Come eat melon with me. I’ll share a slice.”
Xian Yun stared quietly at the watermelon, lost in thought.
“You okay?” Noticing her silence and that she hadn’t accepted the melon, A Curtain of Dreams asked.
Xian Yun shook her head.
She took the melon and set the wine glass on a nearby table.
“Can girls really fall in love with girls?”
A Curtain of Dreams grinned, baring her teeth. “Of course! Haven’t you heard the saying, ‘The opposite sex is only for reproduction, but same-sex is true love’?”
Xian Yun gave her a strange look, glancing her up and down.
A Curtain of Dreams noticed the odd look and hurriedly crossed her arms over her chest, defensive: “Why are you looking at me like that? I’ll tell you now, I’m not into girls!”
“I’m not interested either.”
“Yeah, right.” A Curtain of Dreams relaxed and went back to eating melon.
Clearly, she didn’t believe Xian Yun.
She’d been fine earlier, but ever since that ‘war zone’ just now, her mood had dropped.
Anyone with eyes could see it had something to do with Boss Xiaoyan.
Xian Yun didn’t explain, maybe because she was never very talkative, or maybe because A Curtain of Dreams had hit the mark.
On the other side, Worldly Dreams came out of the temporary restroom looking visibly relieved.
That feeling of finally letting go was amazing.
With all biological urges settled, she feared nothing—not even a whole bucket of juice.
“You’re Worldly Dreams, right?”
At the intersection outside the temporary restroom, where the men’s and women’s paths met.
A young man in white was curiously watching Worldly Dreams.
“Eh? And you are?”
Worldly Dreams examined the man closely—he looked familiar, but she just couldn’t remember.
“Dust of Old Dreams. Forgotten?”
White robes—Shushan.
Worldly Dreams immediately remembered. Back in the monster village, there was a boss whose in-game ID was very similar to hers.
“Ah, the tyc—pssh, it’s you!”
“Remember now?”
“How could I forget? All the boss’s leaders are loaded.”
A run costing a hundred thousand per round wasn’t for just anyone.
“Haha, I’m a pauper. Even eating instant noodles makes me wonder if I can afford an egg.”
“Boss, don’t joke like that.”
“Sigh, no one believes the truth these days.” Dust of Old Dreams gave a helpless sigh.
Worldly Dreams rolled her eyes. “No normal person would.”
“All right, Miss Dreams, can I ask you something?”
“Ask away, Boss.”
“Don’t call me Boss. I’m twenty-five, how about you?”
“Twenty-one.”
“So I’m four years older. Call me Old Dreams bro.”
“Old Dreams bro.” Worldly Dreams had no objection. Brother Liu Dao once said, when you play games, make as many friends as you can.
On one hand, it’s less lonely.
On the other, more friends means more (limited time) game (PK) fun.
“Then I’ll call you Little Dream sis.”
“No problem, Old Dreams bro.”
Dust of Old Dreams suddenly grew serious and asked, “Little Dream sis, do you know Xiaoyan in real life?”
“The Captain? I don’t know her in real life. You can ask Chongchong or the Guild Leader.”
Ask Mu Qingxue?
Dust of Old Dreams’s mouth twitched slightly.
Unless he had a death wish.
Who in Snowy Mist Pavilion didn’t know the Guild Leader liked Chen Xiaoyan?
Not to mention that notorious man-hating thing.
He wasn’t about to court disaster.
As for that Chongchong girl…
Hmm~
How to say it? She looked at him like a dog guarding its food—asking her probably wouldn’t get anywhere either.
“No need. I was just curious. If you don’t know, forget it.”
“Oh, all right. I’ll head back now, let’s chat again sometime.”
“Mm, bye, Little Dream sis.”
Dust of Old Dreams watched her leave, his gaze lingering so intently that a bystander might have thought the two of them were a couple.
The greenhouse wasn’t small, and with so many people, searching was tough.
He’d seen her on stage earlier, but after she came down, she vanished in an instant.
He searched for a long time but didn’t find her.
Good thing he ran into Worldly Dreams.
Even if he didn’t know whether she was with Xiaoyan, he had to follow and check.
Worldly Dreams returned, grabbed a glass of juice, and downed it in one go.
Seal lifted, she drank without restraint.
No one on earth could stop her from becoming a water barrel.
“Took you long enough in the restroom.” A Curtain of Dreams glanced at her, then went back to her sunflower seeds.
“I ran into an old acquaintance and chatted for a bit.”
“Oh? Didn’t you swear off juice and drinks?”
“That was the old me. What’s it got to do with the current me?” Worldly Dreams retorted immediately.
A Curtain of Dreams was left speechless.