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"Can you two just calm down for a moment? Every time you meet, it's like you're ready to fight," Xie Xuan said, feeling exasperated. It seemed like these two were simply incompatible; otherwise, why did they always seem on the verge of a confrontation?
"Hmph! A man shouldn't quarrel with a woman! I'm not going to stoop to her level." After saying this, Lu Jingzhi turned to Sang Yu and asked, "Bao'er, how about we play some billiards?"
"Huh? Play billiards? But I've never played before; I don't know how," Sang Yu replied. In her mind, a billiards hall was not a place for children. At twenty-five years old, she had never set foot in one, let alone played billiards.
"Don't worry, I'll teach you." With that, Lu Jingzhi took Sang Yu's hand and led her away.
Meanwhile, Qi Yan Che was trying to calm his irate wife, Bai Anran, who was practically hopping with anger. "Honey, let's not stoop to his level for Sang Yu's sake."
"Hmph! If it weren't for Sister Sangyu, I wouldn't let him off so easily. He’s lucky today," Bai Anran finally settled down.
"Come on, everyone play together!" Qi Yan Che said as he pulled Bai Anran along.
Xie Xuan wrapped an arm around Chen Ruoying's shoulders and added, "We should join in too."
An Yu watched the three couples ahead of him and felt like a lonely outsider. What was so great about having a partner? If he wanted one, he could have someone anytime; he just preferred to maintain his standards and not settle for less. Hmph!
Lu Jingzhi, Qi Yan Che, and Xie Xuan all felt a pang of jealousy—definitely jealousy!
In the room, there were three billiard tables, each couple occupying one while An Yu sat alone on a nearby bench watching the sweet interactions of the others. He couldn't understand why he had agreed to come here yesterday when he knew they all had girlfriends. Why put himself through this? Wouldn't it be better to stay at home quietly?
Standing behind Sang Yu, Lu Jingzhi held her hand and adjusted her grip on the cue stick. "Yes, just like that; lean down a bit."
He pressed one hand against her waist and gently applied pressure. They were so close that it felt as if they were almost glued together. Sang Yu felt a bit uncomfortable with such intimacy in front of everyone and instinctively shifted her body.
"What's wrong?" Lu Jingzhi asked, his breath brushing against Sang Yu's ear, causing her neck to instinctively retract and her ears to flush red.
"It's nothing; everyone seems distracted," Sang Yu thought as she let out a sigh of relief.
Noticing Sang Yu's reaction, Lu Jingzhi couldn't help but smirk mischievously. He was deliberately teasing her because she hadn’t shared a room with him that night—he held grudges.
And so they continued: one teaching in a rather unserious manner while the other learned without realizing it. After half an hour of practice, Sang Yu hadn’t improved much but was drenched in sweat. Sometimes she wondered if Lu Jingzhi was doing it on purpose. Yet every time she looked at his serious face, she felt like she was overthinking things.
"Sweetheart," Lu Jingzhi said playfully, "a woman should trust her instincts. You’re not overthinking it; I’m doing it on purpose."
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