Chapter Seventeen

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Third Person POV

'Let the game initiates.'

"Sit down, all of you."

Xuan Lu busts the stillness. She then proceeds to sit beside Zoey on the second sofa. While Yuchen shifts to her side, Zhou Cheng remains behind Xuan Lu as if frivolity happened. Even their gazes diverted back to normal.

"We don't have all day." Yuchen lightly sends a comment. Solely then did the Wang side grab their seats, excluding Hai Kuan. He remains behind Yibo. They are all still apprehensive.

"Alright." 

"Gosh, chill out!" 

"Then stop scowling at them, Cheng."

"My face is born like this. It's not my blame." 

"Guys."

"Hurry up. It's nearly time to pick A Ling."

"Zoey"

"Fine."

With a slight sigh, the Jiang sibling proceeded silently. Noticing all four of them casually chitchat, Yibo sense something not suited. Bearing to meet them more than Hai Kuan and Li Yang heretofore, he detects more additional than they can. Right now, Yibo could only prepare for the worse. 

"Alright, Yibo." Zoey flares up, and Yibo fiddles.

'Let the game begins.'

"Geez, I won't bite." Zoey chortles. Hai Kuan and Li Yang find it uncommon.

"Right." Yibo let his shoulders down.

"Yibo, do you think you can go back?" Zoey asks.

The query send Hai Kuan and Li Yang to hell. But not Yibo. He already predicted this kind of query.

"In these circumstances? No." Yibo lightly says, though his head is complete with chaotic things.

'controlling back? Nevertheless, the same old Yibo who controls back, huh.' Zoey thought before adding, "Do you wish to go back, though?"

"Only if you all let me-" 

"As if!" 

The chatter thwarted. Xuan Lu sigh and Yuchen slaps his head. Zoey has this furious mark on her head, while Zhou Cheng doesn't bother to scrutinize what's going on. His eyes are glued to his phone.

"Cheng!" Zoey snarled.

"What?!" Zhou Cheng barked back. 

"Stay out of it!" She exclaimed.

"The hell? I was texting! This damn guy won't stop bothering me to go back!" He shouted back as he displayed his phone.

As if a crow passes across the room. Everyone appears to tumble from their place. What the hell, Zhou Cheng? In edgy circumstances, he's texting an associate!

"Gosh..." 

"Just when you're hushed, then this happens."

"What?"

"Don't convey it, knucklehead! Text it!"

"Ugh, ignore them. As I was asking. Do you wish to get Zhan back?" Zoey turns back to Yibo.

"Huh? Come again?" Yibo snaps back to reality.

"Gosh, why did Zhan love you again?" Zoey massages her temple.

"Just go to the issue, Zoey. This guy had the same dopey head as Zhan is." Zhou Cheng said before pocketing his phone.

"No, don't," Yuchen said.

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