“Ye Ye, do you really think it would be more lively and fun if those three were here?” Long Yu asked in a low voice, the three opposite him lowering their heads, stopping their chopsticks, and listening intently.
“Uh, yeah, I like lively places, and they’re your friends, so of course, I’d want to hang out with them more!” Ye Ye still didn’t understand the implications.
“Then go find them then! Humph!” Long Yu got heated, turning his head away, not looking at Ye Ye. The waiters and chefs nearby were trembling, seeing their usually ruthless Young Master Long throwing a tantrum like a child.
“Long, Yu! What’s with that attitude?” Ye Ye was baffled by Long Yu’s sudden anger, slamming her chopsticks down and glaring at the back of Long Yu’s head.
“Humph!” Long Yu continued to huff heavily.
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“Pfft—” SKY spat out the soup he hadn’t managed to swallow, and the waiter quickly stepped in to replace the ruined dish. Everyone’s gaze shot towards SKY, except for Long Yu! Ye Ye asked, “What’s wrong with you now? One’s angry, the other’s messing around! Are you going to let me have a good mood or not?”
