Ski Into Love (Hush, the king is hibernating) [Requested]

Part 61

Chapter 61: Something Sweet and Sour

What does it feel like to have your bluff called out immediately?

Wei Zhi blinked, her mind going blank.

She wished she could hop into Doraemon's time machine, go back three minutes, cover her mouth, and then applaud Lu Xin, agreeing with everything he said, no matter how nonsensical.

She didn't even want to ask why Shan Chong was there...

This road was the only way from the hotel to the ski resort.

What was wrong with him having breakfast before heading to the slopes in the morning?

Was it illegal?

Wei Zhi was already so embarrassed she felt like dying. She decided to ignore the man standing behind her, pretending he didn't exist.

She calmly said "Good morning" and turned her head back.

She asked Lu Xin, "Have you noticed we've been arguing a lot lately?"

Lu Xin had noticed.

He wanted to remind Wei Zhi that the main (and only) reason for their arguments was Shan Chong—

But he didn't dare, mainly because the root of the problem was standing right there, showing no intention of moving away.

So he could only helplessly move his lips, nodding under the man's smiling gaze, and voluntarily admitted his fault: "It's not your fault. In most cases, it's my hasty judgments..."

Or rather, the one-sided information Wantong Hall had been feeding him.

He couldn't help it.

Usually, he got his information from the club, and the news released by the club was always summarized by them.

It wasn't the "Nancheng Morning Post"; it was normal for them to add their subjective color to the information.

Wei Zhi knew she couldn't blame him.

But she had to admit, at this juncture, it suddenly made sense why Shan Chong and the others had frowned when they heard her new friend was from Wantong Hall...

It wasn't a case of tarring everyone with the same brush.

It was just that everyone was speaking with different mouths and listening with different ears.

Wei Zhi looked at the steamer of buns she had just shared with her friend.

They had gone cold, the skin had hardened, and the filling inside had probably congealed into a lump...

They had indeed been delicious before.

But now, they were tasteless to eat, yet a waste to throw away.

"It's tiring to argue so much," Wei Zhi said.

"Maybe we shouldn't hang out together anymore."

In the bustling breakfast shop, the young girl proposed breaking off their friendship in the most calm tone.

Not just Lu Xin, even Shan Chong was a bit shocked by her decisive thought process.

The man raised an eyebrow, looking at the side of the young girl's face from behind—

It was the same face, but it was hard to connect this indifferent-looking "heartless woman" with his little disciple who would cry and ask for hugs at the drop of a hat.

That was just...

Quite intriguing.

He simply pulled out a chair and sat down, ordered a bowl of milk and a pancake, and under the gaze of the two at the table, added three large spoonfuls of sugar to his milk.