Chapter 617: Meng Xue Dare to Teach NINE the God in Gaming? (3)

Translator: _Min

Yu Xiheng’s expression remained unchanged, as if everything was quite ordinary, “It’s noon, time to go for lunch.”

“Let’s go,” Si Fuqing turned around, even waving goodbye to Meng Xue.

Meng Xue let out another scream, “Brother Zhou, she’s too arrogant, we must expose her!”

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After receiving a phone call, his complexion changed drastically, “Okay, I understand.”

Almost instantly, Brother Zhou shakily stood up, bowed to Yu Xiheng and Si Fuqing,”Miss Si, Mr. Yu, Lemon Entertainment will not involve itself in her matters, please deal with it as you see fit.”

After, he dared not even glance at Meng Xue again, almost stumbling as he ran away.

Meng Xue’s eyes widened, completely unable to comprehend the scene before her.

Why was Brother Zhou so respectful towards Si Fuqing? Had he gone mad?

Unable to get out of bed, Meng Xue could only watch helplessly as Si Fuqing left.

The car was parked outside.

“It’s a pity, they have to return to training today,” Si Fuqing said as she got into the car, seeing the photos of various professional teams on the big screen in front. “We’ll have to meet with in the game then.”

Yu Xiheng, with his eyes closed, asked in a faint voice, “Do you find them attractive?”

“What’s attractive is actually the youthful vigor they possess,” Si Fuqing sighed. “Being old, being around young people can make one feel younger too.” Feng San’s mouth twitched.

Miss Si was about to celebrate her nineteenth birthday, and here she was lamenting about feeling old. How are they suppose to live?

Yu Xiheng’s eyebrows raised, his heart more certain of his thoughts.

Yet, he remained composed, only smiling slightly, “Do you like younger ones?” “Not really,” Si Fuqing, propping her chin, pondered. “I should prefer someone more mature; I have a bad temper.”

Feng San recalled the scene of the accident from the previous day, seeing the circle of severed trees, and broke out in cold sweat. Having a bad temper was a minor issue.

Being too skilled was a major one.

Who could handle Miss Si?

He hoped he would never encounter Miss Si when she was drinking; otherwise, one wouldn’t even know how they died.

Chi Yu always felt something was amiss.

After the closing ceremony, he was dragged by a few foreign stars to play several games. When he went to the hospital later, Meng Xue was already gone.

He couldn’t get through to her phone.

He searched all afternoon but couldn’t find her.

After all, he had known Meng Xue for so long, he couldn’t just ignore the situation.

In the evening, Chi Yu returned to the hotel, and despite trying to restrain himself, he couldn’t help but seek out Si Fuqing.

Si Fuqing was on the terrace garden, with a table of snacks in front of her.

After the incident last night, Cheng Yiqiao personally went to the kitchen to prepare drinks.

“Meng Xue isn’t in the hospital anymore, do you know where she went?” Chi Yu pursed his lips, somewhat angry. “Even if you’re better than her now, no matter what she has said, she taught you how to play bard, which makes her half a teacher to you. Don’t you have any sympathy?!”

The ringtone of the phone sounded just then.

Si Fuqing was eating, and she pressed the speakerphone with her elbow, sounding somewhat impatient, “Speak up if you have something to say.” The person on the other end was startled.

After a few seconds of silence, they timidly spoke up, “NINE the God, I, I am

the little assistant sprite from Oracle’s official team, I apologize for disturbing you, no, no ill intentions!”

“It’s like this, we’ve been in touch with Jiu the God, and he hopes to have a private room to meet with you, what do you think?”

Si Fuqing didn’t respond to them immediately but instead asked, “Tell me, who taught me how to play the game?”