CHAPTER 254: CHAPTER 150: THE TRUTH (PART 3)

Luo Ye’s gaze swept toward Fu Mo, who gently shook his head. Luo Ye sighed softly: "Tangtang, for your aunt, this is a good thing. What if you find out the other person’s true intentions after getting married? How much more hurtful would that be? Our temporary separation is nothing; we’re all still young, and there will be plenty of opportunities for us to get together in the future, right?"

"At the school in my hometown, everyone knows about my family’s situation, and no one truly cared about me. Meeting you all is the first time I’ve felt the joy of having friends. You really won’t forget about me, will you?"

"Of course not!" Everyone answered in unison, including Little Dongdong.

"Alright, pinky promise, no one is allowed to forget me!" Tang Luo finally broke into a smile through her tears.

Luo Ye was the first to hook her delicate little finger: "Silly!" She totally understood Tang Luo’s reaction; at the Tang Family’s stronghold, it was extremely difficult to find a sincere heart that treated you as an equal. That’s why she cared so much, why she was especially afraid of losing - to put it precisely, she feared losing much more than the average person.

Glancing at Fu Mo, whose face was tinged with worry, Luo Ye seriously said to Tang Luo: "Tangtang, even if one day, you find out that among your friends, somebody has hidden something from you, there must be a reason for it, and you must allow them to explain, okay?"

"Luo Luo, what have you hidden from me? Is it something about Ye Xuan? Don’t worry, I won’t mind!" After making the pinky promise, Tang Luo reverted back to her mischievously spirited self.

"Say whatever you want, now everyone just focus on eating your meal. We said we were going to help Dongdong to make up for lost nutrients, but the dishes are getting cold and Dongdong hasn’t had much, let’s all sit properly."

Xing Nong suddenly stared at Tang Luo intently: "Right, Tangtang, after you talked with Fu Mo, your mood improved a lot. Did Fu Mo confess his feelings to you?"

"What nonsense are you spouting!" Tang Luo covered her embarrassment by picking up her cup to drink water. Ying Nuo sweetly smiled: "Tangtang, what are you drinking?"

"Nonsense, of course, it’s water."

"Got it. Can’t even tell water from wine anymore, what does that mean?" As Ying Nuo teased, she poked Xing Nong: "What does it mean?"

"I..." Tang Luo’s head jerked up: "I just want to drink wine as if it’s water, alright?"

Ying Nuo nodded hurriedly: "Sure, sure, carry on. Would you like a few more bottles?"

"That’s enough, stop teasing her. Tangtang, drink less and eat more," said Fu Mo as he helped Tang Luo pick her favorite dishes into her small plate.

Xing Nong laughed teasingly: "Fu Mo, you have to write Tangtang a letter every day, and emails don’t count. Tangtang can’t feel the sincerity through those. And then visit Tangtang once every week..."

Tang Luo stuffed a chicken tail into Xing Nong’s open mouth: "Even eating can’t shut you up."

"It’s quite tasty, what is it?"

"Really? Let me see if there’s any more."

"Ah? Chicken tail, I’m gonna kill you!"

"Hahaha... If you’ve got the guts, go kill the chicken tail!"

"Tangtang, you think just because Fu Mo is protecting you that you can do whatever you want? Try sitting still there..."

Finally, the atmosphere in the room livened up again, and Dongdong let out a sigh of relief in secret. The severity of the brothers and sisters from before had scared him to death.

As the hubbub was in full swing, the door to the private room was suddenly pushed open. A chubby middle-aged man walked in, holding a glass of wine in his left hand and a beer bottle in his right.

"Sir, did you walk into the wrong room?" Fu Mo frowned and stood up.

"No, no, hello and welcome, I am Yin Dejiu, the owner of this establishment. I’m truly grateful for your support and have come to offer a toast to all of you!"

"We appreciate the sentiment, boss, but we’re all students. We’ll have to decline the drink," Fu Mo’s brow smoothed out, understanding that in Island City, many small and medium-sized hotels had the habit of the owner personally offering a toast to customers in rooms ordering large quantities of food, aiming to build rapport and encourage them to come again.

"Is that so? Well then, I will drink this glass myself to express my gratitude. Today’s table will get two bottles of beer on the house. It’s not much, but it’s a little something from me!" Having been in the business for a long time, Yin Dejiu had developed his own way of reading people. Lifting his glass to everyone, he drained it in one gulp.

"Please enjoy your meal, students. I’ll take my leave!" With a salute to everyone, Yin Dejiu left, carrying the beer bottle.

As the chubby figure disappeared, Luo Ye gently touched Dongdong’s head, "Dongdong, was it him?"

Nu’an Wood’s face it is. I’ve been revising endlessly since 2 o’clock in the afternoon. That’s it, I’ve got analysis paralysis, being in a phase of transition. Dear readers, forgive me. Once I’m done fretting, everything will smooth out. A bundle of jumbled thoughts.

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