"Forget it."
Yan Xingxuan gestured for her to stop and said, "If I had that kind of leisure, I'd rather go home and sleep like a log. Women are too much trouble."
"Bro, I suspect you're throwing shade at me." Lu Fengxuan saw he had no interest, so she stopped pursuing the topic.
Tonight, she had purposely stayed with that idiot Wei Hang for two hours, thinking it would force Yu Chiyin to show himself.
But he didn't show up. She'd worked hard for nothing, leaving her feeling rather dejected.
Yan Xingxuan looked at her downtrodden expression. "You played bait tonight, but it seems the result wasn't what you'd hoped for. Don't stay so downcast; perk yourself up."
"Ugh, you wouldn't understand, you single dog. I was so looking forward to him showing up, getting jealous. But what happened? The guy didn't even leave a shadow behind."
Lu Fengxuan knitted her brows, looking as weary and lifeless as a frozen, wilted cabbage on a winter day, unable to muster any energy.
