With My Ability To Swap, I Will Never End Up In A Love Triangle Mess - Chapter 72

“Is it really okay to eat something this greasy right after being discharged?”

Lin Xueling watched with slight concern as the figure across from her elegantly grilled pieces of meat.

Early this morning, she had discovered that her “Angel Sister” was already gone. After days of not controlling her own body, she nearly fell into the toilet when she got up to use the bathroom.

“It’s fine. Besides, you’re the one who suggested all-you-can-eat barbecue.”

Xia Xi waved his hand dismissively, patted his stomach, and gave her a reassuring look.

“I was just giving options!”

Lin Xueling had wanted to make up for the incident that landed Xia Xi in the hospital.

Sure, she had taken care of him for three whole days, but most of that had been Angel Sister doing the work. She didn’t feel like she had contributed much, so she decided to treat him to a meal.

“Then maybe you should’ve checked what kind of options you were giving me…”

Hearing Xia Xi’s teasing remark, Lin Xueling chuckled sheepishly.

Now that she thought about it, all her suggestions had been pretty greasy—hotpot, barbecue, Haidilao, dry pot… basically all heavy, flavorful dishes.

But wasn’t that what people usually ate when treating someone? She couldn’t exactly apologize by offering him a bowl of noodles, could she?

“Alright, what do you want to drink? I’ll grab some beverages.”

Xia Xi placed a perfectly grilled slice of beef into her bowl, then stood up to fetch drinks.

“Coconut juice, please. Thanks!”

“Oh? Class President Lin is being polite with me now~”

Xia Xi smirked.

Lin Xueling immediately scowled, pointing a finger at his nose.

“Get lost!”

Ugh…

She was a gentle person, okay? Was it so wrong to say thank you politely? Hmph, this guy just loved teasing her. So annoying!

But…

Lin Xueling picked up the perfectly cooked beef slice in her bowl, parted her lips slightly, and took a delicate bite.

“He can be pretty considerate sometimes~”

Was this silly girl really getting charmed just because he served her food and got her a drink? College students really were such simple creatures.

“Excuse me, may I share your table?”

Suddenly, a soft, delicate voice reached Lin Xueling’s ears.

She turned her head in confusion.

Standing beside her was a stunningly beautiful woman in an elegant white dress, her delicate collarbone on display.

Lin Xueling’s gaze drifted downward.

And settled on the woman’s legs.

Disabled? She’s so pretty, yet she can’t walk freely… how tragic.

Wait—

Lin Xueling, what are you pitying her for?! Did she not see the hulking bodyguard in a black suit standing behind her? This was clearly some rich young miss!

In an instant, countless images of wealthy heiresses throwing money around flashed through Lin Xueling’s mind.

“Miss? Miss? May I join you?”

The gentle voice called out again.

“Ah!”

Lin Xueling snapped back to reality, looking at the woman hesitantly.

Honestly, she didn’t want anyone interrupting her first proper meal with Xia Xi.

But glancing around the packed restaurant… their table was the only one with space left.

“Um…”

She scrambled to think of a polite way to refuse.

“I’m so sorry!”

Suddenly, the disabled young miss apologized, leaving Lin Xueling utterly baffled.

“I know my request might be sudden, but I’m from out of town. I heard this place is amazing and really wanted to try it, but… well, there are no seats left. I just don’t want to miss out… I can pay you! How about a thousand?”

Seriously?

A rich heiress with a bodyguard, this interested in all-you-can-eat barbecue—which probably used cheap, processed meat?

Lin Xueling couldn’t fathom the thought process of the wealthy.

“No, it’s not that—”

Thinking of Xia Xi, Lin Xueling still wanted to refuse. This wasn’t about money—this was her first time with Xia Xi!

“Three thousand!”

“Huh?”

“Five thousand!”

Lin Xueling fell silent.

Five thousand yuan… for a barbecue meal? Was this woman insane? There were plenty of other restaurants around—why insist on this one?

But seeing the woman’s pitiful, disabled demeanor, Lin Xueling’s heart softened.

“Fine… you can sit next to me. But keep your money—no need to spend that much on a meal.”

Thankfully, Lin Xueling wasn’t the type to resent the rich. Otherwise, this whole exchange would’ve felt downright insulting.

“Thank you. Please take the money—consider it… a reward for kindness?”

Luo Xinyu waved her hand, signaling her bodyguard to pull out a wad of cash from her bag.

This was where physical money came in handy—no need for QR codes or transfers. She could just shove it into someone’s hands.

“I’m back. Got lucky—there were three cans of coconut juice left, so I grabbed them all for you.”

Xia Xi returned, arms full of drinks, and unceremoniously plopped them onto the table.

“Let me check how the meat’s doing… uh…?”

Wait—

Who the hell is this?!

Oh my god—Luo Xinyu?!

The young miss is still chasing me?!

We’re done for!

It had been a while since Xia Xi last inhabited the young miss’s body, but he never expected her to track down his real self!

And unless he was mistaken, she lived in Beijing—what was she doing all the way down south?

He wracked his brain, trying to recall if he’d ever slipped up and revealed his identity. Forcing calm, he steadied his expression.

“Ahem. Class President Lin, is this your friend?”

Right—the key here was to act like he didn’t know her. No room for mistakes.

“No, this sister just needed a seat. Since we had space…”

She felt a little guilty for agreeing to share their table without consulting Xia Xi.

Seeing the slightly off look on his face, she worried he might snap at her any second.

“Oh, okay. I thought you knew her.”

Xia Xi calmly placed the coconut juice in front of Lin Xueling, then turned to the all-too-familiar face.

Hmm… from a third-person perspective, Luo Xinyu really is stunning—the kind of girl who radiates warmth at a glance.

“So, Miss…”

“Just call me Xinyu.”

The moment Luo Xinyu spoke, her gentle, nurturing aura practically flooded the table.

“Alright, Xinyu, want anything to drink?”

“Do you have milk? Thank you.”

Watching Xia Xi chat with “Xinyu,” Lin Xueling felt an inexplicable irritation.

He’s never called me “Xueling” or “Little Xue” or anything!