Chapter 241: If There’s a Chance
Hearing the sound, Huang Fei looked at his phone screen, tidied up his hair, and patted Long Brother on the shoulder: “Old Ao, whatever it is, we’ll talk about it when we go back. Today’s gathering is super important to me—I’ve scheduled this hangout ages ago!”
“Whether we make a breakthrough today depends on luck.”
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From afar, Shen Meng Jie hid her smile behind her hand, glancing at Han Xiao Jing: “See? I told you they’d all come!”
Han Xiao Jing discreetly peeked at Long Brother, the little girl’s careful thoughts all written plainly on her face.
“Juan,” Xu Shuai jogged over, eyes and heart full of Wang Li Juan. During this holiday, their relationship had taken a giant leap—no, a rocket blast!
“Pfft! What are you calling him for?” Wang Li Juan’s mouth curled into a grin, but she still pretended to be all innocent in front of her besties.
Xu Shuai stood awkwardly right in front of Wang Li Juan, and when her roommates teased him, he scratched his head like a fool.
“Hey, don’t tease him! He’s just slow,” she said, trying to keep her composure, but subconsciously, she really didn’t want her girls to pick on Xu Shuai.
Seeing Shen Meng Jie’s amused smile, Huang Fei suppressed his excitement and slowly stepped forward: “The food here isn’t bad. Let’s go inside.”
It looked like he was talking to everyone, but his eyes never left Shen Meng Jie.
Faced with Huang Fei’s straightforward stare, Shen Meng Jie’s face turned red: “You know, it’s not good to stare at girls like that all the time, right?”
Having such a coy remark on her delicate little face didn’t make it sound like she was scolding—it was more like her girl’s unique little temper.
Compared to Wang Li Juan scolding Xu Shuai earlier—though both were scolding—the contrast was striking.
Li Long Long looked at Han Xiao Jing, gave a gentle nod, and a faint smile appeared.
Seeing Han Xiao Jing still giving him a cool, indifferent nod and smile, Li Long Long sighed inwardly.
Clearly, Han Xiao Jing really had no feelings for him.
If only he hadn’t set his sights so high from the start; maybe he’d already have a girlfriend by now.
Thinking about that, Li Long Long’s gaze drifted to Zhang Meng Meng.
Honestly, Zhang Meng Meng was pretty good—quiet and steady…
But he had a sneaky feeling—no, maybe just his imagination—he kept sensing Zhang Meng Meng’s eyes lazing over toward Huang Fei.
Shen Meng Jie quietly leaned closer to Han Xiao Jing: “You’ve got to get Dragon Brother’s contact info this time!”
She looked up at Long Brother.
In the next second, their eyes met. Shen Meng Jie didn’t expect Long Brother to keep staring at her, but she just smiled slightly and blinked at him.
She nodded and averted her gaze.
Seeing Long Brother’s little move, Shen Meng Jie raised her brow slightly.
With a playful tone, she teased, “If you don’t make a move soon, your girls are going to do it for you!”
“Huh?” Han Xiao Jing froze, looked at Shen Meng Jie and then Long Brother, and silently cheered herself on inside.
Arriving at the private room, it was decorated specially—a sign Huang Fei took their gathering seriously.
“Meng Jie, can I call you that?” Huang Fei picked up a water pitcher, poured Shen Meng Jie a glass, and asked with a smile.
Everyone present was a good friend of the others, clearly aware that Huang Fei was trying to pursue Shen Meng Jie. They all smiled and looked at the two.
Shen Meng Jie gazed at Huang Fei with a glance—I mean, she didn’t agree or refuse; but the subtle smile she gave was like a sweet, inexplicable magic trick to Huang Fei.
Long Brother took a deep breath—he’d been led around by the nose from the start, dangling there like a little puppy. Dragging his jaw out of joint was only a matter of time.
He cleared his throat, snapping Huang Fei out of his daydream before he made a fool of himself.
Once back in shape, Huang Fei realized his embarrassment and chuckled, pouring some water for everyone.
Shen Meng Jie looked over at Long Brother: “You’re really quite the busybody. Huang Fei said he wanted to see you in the dorm, but that’s rare!”
Long Brother drank a cup of water: “It’s okay. Vacation, plus I just arrived in Kyoto, so I explored around a bit.”
“Oh, by the way, I went to Yin Jia Karaoke yesterday. The environment wasn’t bad. We can chill there when we’re free.”
“And the strolling street’s hot pot place is pretty good too, I recommend it.”
Hearing that, Shen Meng Jie’s smile froze slightly. She leaned back into her chair, crossing her legs, arms folded, watching Long Brother with interest.
Others might just hear Long Brother recommending some bang-for-your-buck entertainment and food.
But only Shen Meng Jie knew—there was a hidden meaning behind his words.
“Really? If I get a chance, I definitely want to try Waku Tang,” Shen Meng Jie said, softly twisting her slightly curly hair with her fingertips, lips parted, eyes full of smiles as she looked at Long Brother: “It must taste amazing.”
“Everyone has their own taste, who knows?” Long Brother chuckled, not wanting to go too deep—sometimes, keeping things concise was better.
“True, I’m a bit picky too,” Shen Meng Jie’s smile grew even more charming.
Honestly, among peers her age, she was one of the most balanced minds Long Brother had seen—no panic at her own discovery, just genuine interest.
It was like a game. The win or lose didn’t matter. What mattered was the thrill and excitement of the game itself.
“Dream Jie, if you want to try it next time, we can go together,” Huang Fei saw the smile on Shen Meng Jie’s face and, thinking she was a fellow foodie, got excited.
“If there’s a chance.”
An interruption came when the staff pushed open the door of the private room, bringing dishes that had been ordered earlier—one after another.
“I don’t really know your tastes, so I just ordered some signature dishes. Let’s try them together,” Huang Fei urged everyone to dig in.
Han Xiao Jing was a bit distracted during lunch.
During Shen Meng Jie and Long Brother’s earlier conversation, she had been watching with lively interest—and remembered what she had said about acting if no one else did.
She took out her phone.
There was a class group chat, with Long Brother’s Penguin Number. But Han Xiao Jing had never dared to add him directly.
Mostly because they weren’t very familiar; she thought it would be better to wait until they knew each other better, so there would be more things to talk about. Girls tend to have more thoughts.
Just like in Chapter 147’s “Three Kings,” when they first added a girl’s penguin account, she also felt this way—just that boys have thicker skin.
Eventually, she still added Long Brother’s Penguin.
Ding dong…
