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"What's this, a scene straight out of a movie?"
"Plotlines in movies are derived from real life, that's common knowledge, right?"
"..."
Yan Huan looked at Tong Yingying in front of him, who didn't even direct her gaze at him but just silently sipped her drink and retorted to herself, momentarily at a loss for words.
However, he felt something...
Thus, he pretended to stroke his chin and muttered,
"Sheesh, if that's the case, it does seem a bit worrisome..."
"Right?"
"So, Sister Tong, what should I do? I'm young and inexperienced, I'll listen to you."
"Aww, I've got an idea."
As they reached this point of the conversation, Tong Yingying finally brightened up and turned her head towards Yan Huan, even raising a finger.
Then, what she saw was Yan Huan, looking expressionless as if he had seen through everything.
"..."
"..."
The two exchanged a glance, and Tong Yingying's previously sunny expression instantly stiffened.
Shoot, this kid has figured it out!
