Chapter 71

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Seeing that Lu Zhe had no intention of saying anything, Shen Qiao reminded him of a certain line he'd used. In a relatively patient tone, Shen Qiao recited, "'I once loved a man like this...'"
Lu Zhe pinched the bridge of his nose. The corners of his lips twitched with a helpless smile. He lowered his voice and whispered, "That... about that. I can explain."

Across the table, Lu Qianshuang silently turned her teacup in her hands. She looked at her brother. Then she looked at Shen Qiao. And then she leaned back in her seat with a delighted sort of look on her face, preparing to witness some glorious misfortune.

Although she didn't know exactly what was happening, she could tell right away that her brother was about to get very unfortunate. And when unfortunate things happened to Lu Zhe, Lu Qianshuang always felt like she could order an extra bowl of rice and just sit back with her snack to watch.

This drama was so juicy!

Hearing Lu Zhe's typical starter to a long-winded story, Shen Qiao smiled a little wider. He placed his cell phone face down on a clean spot on the table, then tapped the back with one finger.

"The explanation can wait," he said slowly, with a smile in his tone. "I just want to ask... exactly how many alt accounts, that I don't know about, does Captain Lu have?"

Lu Zhe gave it some careful thought. A little hesitantly, he answered, "There's... probably no more, I think?"

Shen Qiao narrowed his eyes. "Probably? You think?"

Lu Zhe wanted to say something else, but he glimpsed Lu Qianshuang eagerly watching on with a barely-contained smile. Right before Lu Zhe continued, he swallowed back the words he'd meant to say and changed his target.

"Weren't you going back to the hotel after you finished eating?" he asked his sister.

Translation: Why are you still here?

Lu Qianshuang blinked innocently.

Translation: Is there something wrong with a drama connoisseur like me enjoying a good show?

Lu Qianshuang puffed out her cheeks in displeasure, but ultimately sighed and grabbed her bag. She stood up and looked over at Shen Qiao, preparing to say goodbye.

But that was when Shen Qiao said, "Aren't you going to take her back?"

Lu Zhe nearly choked. He pressed the tip of his tongue to the roof of his mouth for a moment, smiling slightly as he answered, "Of course. How could I not?"

Lu Qianshuang could tell, based on Lu Zhe's tone, that he didn't want to send her back to the hotel at all. He wanted to send her to the afterlife to reunite with all their ancestors. A stroke of inspiration struck her, and she quickly claimed, "I... I have a friend who just suddenly said we're going to see a movie! So I won't be going back to the hotel for a while, actually. Good night, gege! Good night, Qiaoqiao-gege!"

With that, she clutched her bag tighter and scurried out of the restaurant, like a fleeing rabbit.

......

After Lu Qianshuang took off, Shen Qiao flipped his cell phone over again and checked the time. "Let's go, we should head back. It's almost time for evening training."

Lu Zhe stood up with him.

When the three of them arrived at the restaurant earlier, it had been late in the afternoon, before the dinner rush. There hadn't been a lot of people in the shop, and they'd taken a seat at a table near the back. Plus, the lighting in the restaurant wasn't very bright. Most patrons had been too focused on their own grilled fish to notice them.

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