Gu Wan’er smacked Yu Xiaoduo without holding back. Yu Xiaoduo’s eyes went wide: “Do you even know you’re a man? Look at my arm—you’ve beaten it red.”
“I’m hitting myself. Why are you getting all heartache over it?”
“I—!!!” Yu Xiaoduo was left completely speechless.
After a long pause, Gu Wan’er said softly, “That last piece just now was composed by me.”
“Huh? You can play the flute too?”
“Yeah.”
The moment she said it, she sensed Yu Xiaoduo’s expression shift. She reached out to smack him again, but this time Yu Xiaoduo leaned back and dodged. All that strength of hers was wasted.
“You even know how to play it with that kind of wuxia flair.”
“Same as you. Watch a few martial arts films and you pick up some of the feel.”
Gu Wan’er paused: “But she changed part of that last section today.”
“Could she be trying to make up with you?” Yu Xiaoduo asked curiously. Women’s arguments were nothing like men’s. He and Fatty could cuss each other out and be fine the next day, but when women fought, it was for life.
Gu Wan’er rolled down the car window and said calmly, “That’s what I thought when I heard it too. But I was wrong.”
“Then why use your music and put on that sad look? Isn’t that for you to see?”
“Yes, it was for me to see—so I’d take the initiative to make up with her.”
Yu Xiaoduo suddenly understood. So both of them couldn’t swallow their pride. Xiao Luan was using this method to express her feelings, hoping Gu Wan’er would come make peace, and then she’d magnanimously forgive her.
This Xiao Luan sure had a lot of schemes. Yun’er was way better—no bad intentions at all.
“So are you two going to make up or not? Honestly, that last move of hers was giving you a way out,” Yu Xiaoduo probed.
Gu Wan’er went silent.
“Come on, you’ve been inseparable since you were kids. Friendship like that isn’t easy to come by. Don’t let your pride make you suffer—you’ll regret it later. I’ll make the call for you on this one. Forgive her. It’s not like she stole your man.”
The moment Yu Xiaoduo finished speaking, he felt the flesh at his waist twisted into a knot. The pain made his eyes roll back.
“Let’s first see if she really means it,” Gu Wan’er said quietly. Yu Xiaoduo rubbed his waist. Damn it, my tender flesh and you actually go this hard? He immediately slapped his own thigh.
Gu Wan’er blinked: “What are you doing?”
“I’m hitting myself. Is that any of your business?” Yu Xiaoduo clicked his tongue.
“You hit my leg. If I don’t care, who will?”
“Oh ho, so you can only hit yourself, but I can’t hit myself?”
“Of course.”
Seeing Gu Wan’er actually start acting shameless, Yu Xiaoduo wasn’t about to back down: “Fine, you wanna play dirty with me? Then let’s play really dirty.”
Gu Wan’er: “…”
“Big sister, big sister, don’t be rash.” Seeing Yu Xiaoduo make a grabbing motion with his hand, Gu Wan’er quickly begged for mercy.
“Weren’t you all tough? Go on, show me tough again.”
“I already introduced my best friend to you, and you’re still like this?” Gu Wan’er grabbed Yu Xiaoduo’s wrist and said seriously.
Yu Xiaoduo seized the moment: “Alright then, help me win her over.”
“Me?! Me?!”
“Me what? You want me to use your body to pursue her? That’s insane.”
“Fine, fine, I’ll help you pursue her, okay? So you don’t go around saying I’m ruining your love life again.” Gu Wan’er looked helpless. Having to personally go after a girlfriend for him—she’d just treat it as compensation for messing up his blind date last time.
Yu Xiaoduo was satisfied. He didn’t have to do anything, and he’d get a free, beautiful girlfriend. What a bargain.
“Alright, let’s go.”
“Go where? Let’s wait here. She’s changing clothes and coming over.” Gu Wan’er had already been in contact. She’d sent the car’s location to Xiao Luan.
“Classy.”
Just as the two were talking, that familiar roar started up again. The red LaFerrari drove past the front of the car, accompanied by Ye Shishi’s long middle finger.
The two in the car were absolutely fuming.
Gu Wan’er said through gritted teeth, “Every time she flips me off. One day I’ll let her taste the speed of my middle finger.”
Yu Xiaoduo, who was about to curse, was dumbstruck. Where did you learn all this thuggish nonsense?
Gu Wan’er’s explanation: spend enough time around a pervert like Fatty, and it slowly rubs off on you.
“Keep it civilized. No dirty stuff.”
“Comrade Yu Xiaoduo, I’ve noticed you’ve gotten a lot more chicken lately. You’re not acting like yourself at all.”
Yu Xiaoduo froze. Damn it, isn’t it because I’m afraid you’ll pull some crazy stunt on me? I need to figure out a way to get my body back. Do I have to kiss you like last time? I really can’t bring myself to kiss my own face—that’d be the death of me.
About ten minutes later, the two were chatting when they suddenly heard the back door open. A graceful figure slipped into the car, bringing with her a pleasant fragrance.
Yu Xiaoduo quickly turned to look. It was indeed Xiao Luan from the stage earlier. Maybe it was the distance before, but up close, those eyes could deal a critical blow to any man.
They were a pair of bewitching, seductive eyes. Any ordinary man who got looked at by her would probably have his soul hooked right out. If she’d lived in ancient times, she’d absolutely be a Daji.
Xiao Luan also looked at Gu Wan’er, whom she hadn’t seen in a long time. She noticed Gu Wan’er’s gaze was strange. Though they hadn’t spoken in a few years, they still occasionally ran into each other. That look in her eyes—it was like she’d never seen her before.
“Cough, cough!” Gu Wan’er had to remind Yu Xiaoduo not to embarrass her. Who stares at someone like that?
Yu Xiaoduo thought to himself, Impressive. I actually got a little mesmerized just now. If this woman went and studied ancient seduction arts, she’d be a literal man-killer.
At Gu Wan’er’s cough, Xiao Luan’s gaze shifted over. So this is Gu Wan’er’s boyfriend?
He looked decent enough. After she got in the car, he didn’t even glance at her once. What an oddball.
If Yu Xiaoduo knew what she was thinking, he’d be furious. Not looking at you makes me an oddball? If I did look, I’d be a pervert, wouldn’t I?
For a moment, Gu Wan’er didn’t know what to say. Though Yu Xiaoduo intended to help them reconcile, it still depended on what Gu Wan’er wanted.
“Let’s go get something to eat.” Xiao Luan finally spoke.
Gu Wan’er subconsciously nodded and started the car.
But Xiao Luan furrowed her delicate brows slightly. Gu Wan’er actually wasn’t speaking—she was letting that man do the talking. Does she still not understand what I mean? Or does she understand and is pretending not to? This woman really won’t lower her head even a little.
“What should we eat?” Gu Wan’er asked softly. It felt strange—clearly her good friend, yet now pretending not to know each other.
Yu Xiaoduo had no such burden. He suggested, “Let’s go to Uncle Kui’s Spicy Crayfish. Last time I didn’t get enough.”
Xiao Luan couldn’t understand. In your heart, are those crayfish more important than me? You wouldn’t even come pick me up from the airport before.
“Miss Xiao, what do you think?” Gu Wan’er asked.
