God Invasion: It's awesome to save the world with five problematic girls!-Chapter 500 - 142. Mom the Great Arrives
Chapter 500: 142. Mom the Great Arrives
"Wow, so cool! Such a beautiful view here?!"
Jiang Nuannuan sat down somewhat constrained, especially when she looked at the varied sizes of cutlery on the dining table, she became even more reserved.
She had seen these utensils at high-table dinners at Xiuzhi Academy, but she still hadn’t learned the proper dining etiquette; she only recognized that the most uniquely shaped one was the butter knife.
"..."
It seemed these utensils brought back some unpleasant memories for her, so she swallowed hard and looked towards her companion.
Ashley also seemed a bit troubled, and Yahashiki glanced at her and silently opened his phone to pull up the etiquette file he had saved earlier.
He then pushed the phone towards her.
Ashley glanced at Yahashiki, her lips moved as if she wanted to say "thank you".
But in the end, she didn’t say anything, just took the phone from him and started to catch up on the lesson.
Yahashiki didn’t mind, pretending she had said it without words.
But Yuanlina seemed not to have such worries; she was looking outside with stars in her eyes, asking Tong Yingying,
"Can I take pictures? May I?"
Tong Yingying didn’t even look at her, just spoke with a blank expression,
"Of course you can."
Her main focus was on Sakuragi Hitomi; obviously, this dinner had a bit of a "Hongmen Banquet" vibe to it.
At this moment, an extra seat was added to the originally set for two people, arranged as follows:
Tong Yingying, Yan Huan, Yahashiki, and Ashley sat on the left side.
Sakuragi Hitomi, Jiang Nuannuan, and Yuanlina sat on the right side.
"These cutleries indeed can be a headache, let me teach you how to recognize them."
Sakuragi Hitomi, noticing the restraint of Jiang Nuannuan next to her, opened her mouth to explain.
Normally, with her character, she wouldn’t bother with these superfluous tasks, but since the girl’s words earlier made her feel warm inside, showing some kindness was no harm.
"Ah, thank...thank you."
Just as Jiang Nuannuan was about to thank her, Tong Yingying across from her quirked the corner of her mouth and said,
"Don’t worry about these formalities, I myself can’t tell them apart. Besides, this isn’t some gathering of pretentious young dames, just be casual."
Hearing this, Sakuragi Hitomi was slightly startled and, looking at the smugly smiling Tong Yingying, felt an itch in her teeth.
This old woman, she’s taking a dig at me on the sly!
At this moment, Tong Yingying and Sakuragi Hitomi were sitting across from each other by the window, quite like a face-off.
The smell of gunpowder silently arose, and even before the main topic had started, they had already begun their first round of confrontation.
"Click! Click!"
Yuanlina took several photos and was still laughing foolishly as she sat down.
But upon raising her eyes and seeing Tong Yingying sitting next to Yan Huan, her linear brain circuit finally remembered that she was not here for a meal or vacation.
Her expression changed and she hastily asked,
"Right! We came here to catch... no, to snatch back the President! Why did we suddenly start eating?!"
Yahashiki curled his lips, covering his face, too embarrassed to speak.
"...You just realized?"
Yan Huan, who was well aware of Yuanlina’s nature, stared at this idiot thinking that she must bear 90% of the responsibility for getting them into this situation.
"I was going to explain things properly to you all, but just my luck, my phone died..."
Yan Huan lifted his phone showing the empty battery, then continued to explain to everyone,
"This is Tong Yingying, the owner of the bar where I work; she’s been very kind to me. Also, whatever you thought before, especially the identities Yuanlina guessed, can all be dismissed now."
Tong Yingying with lifeless eyes raised her eyebrows, obviously dissatisfied with Yan Huan’s introduction of her.
Perhaps she was more looking forward to someday Yan Huan introducing her to others like this:
"This is the person I like, also my wife..."
"Sister Tong? What are you smiling about..."
"Ah?"
Tong Yingying came back to her senses, and seeing Yan Huan’s puzzled face, she belatedly touched her lips and realized that she couldn’t hold back a smile just thinking about that scene.
"Just now, you smiled a bit frighteningly, Sister Tong."
"Cough cough..."
Yan Huan turned back, looking at Sakuragi Hitomi and Yuanlina in front, said,
"I helped Sister Tong livestream to sell wine and made some money, so she’s treating me to a nice meal."
"Livestreaming to sell wine..."
As this came up, Sakuragi Hitomi also recalled the time spent in the livestream room dueling with some unnamed wealthy woman, this old woman also showed her face.
But then, Sakuragi Hitomi didn’t know Tong Yingying’s background, only thought of her as a simple bar owner who was way different in age from Yan Huan, not even qualified to sit at the table, so she didn’t pay much more attention.
Turns out, now she underestimated the power of dominance and karma came swiftly.
Tong Yingying also adjusted her expression, softly saying,
"Hello everyone~"
Maybe others couldn’t tell, but Yan Huan could tell that Tong Yingying was tightening up.
Even the raspiness that occasionally slipped through her voice was clamped away, showing just how intense her effort was at this moment.
Yuanlina opened her mouth, not knowing what kind of miraculous chemical reactions were happening inside her little brain.
Anyway, a moment later, she immediately made an excited judgment,
"Wow, so cool~ It turns out to be the President’s boss; they’re just too nice to the President, look like such a gentle person."
No, dummy, that’s not what you were saying just a while ago!
The other student union members, including Jiang Nuannuan, all showed speechless expressions. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ
Yan Huan also arched his eyebrows, wondering if Yuanlina’s eyes had gone blind lately.
Tong Yingying?
Gentle?
Aren’t these two words meant to repel each other like identical poles of magnets in a sentence?!
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