After rejecting my celebrity husband

Chapter 401 - 403: The Cold Refined Villain Makes an Entrance [7]



Chapter 401 - 403: The Cold Refined Villain Makes an Entrance [7]

"Sister Xu Pei, come, let’s sit together,"

with such an invitation from Xu Xia, although Xu Pei was somewhat reluctant, she could only take a seat.

At this time, the servers had already begun serving the dishes.

"Zirui is going to be a little late, let’s start eating!" Leng Zimo lifted the cup on the table, "Come on, let’s all toast to Xu Pei."

Everyone stood up together and clinked glasses.

Luo Xiaoqian had just taken a sip of her beer when Leng Zimo took her glass away and placed a juice-filled cup in front of her.

Xu Pei, seated diagonally across from Leng Zimo, easily took in everything, her eyes growing darker.

"Sister Xu Pei, I must toast to you," Xu Xia, sitting beside her, extended her cup to her once more, "Xiao Qian can be stubborn sometimes and tends to overthink things. If she says or does something wrong, please don’t hold it against her. Doing the album has really been a lot of work for you."

Knowing that Xu Pei would be helping Luo Xiaoqian with her album, Xu Xia, her good friend, naturally didn’t forget to say a few good words on behalf of her friend.

Xu Pei clinked her glass lightly with hers, "It’s part of my job, and although I’m the director, I am, after all, serving Xiao Qian."

"That’s what I love about you!" Xu Xia lifted her head and downed the contents of her glass, then busied herself getting empty chopsticks to pick food for Xu Pei.

She was such a person, saying she wanted to take advantage of Luo Xiaoqian, but once she was actually here, her thoughts were still with Luo Xiaoqian, not herself.

To the side, Luo Xiaoqian, eating the vegetables Leng Zimo had picked for her, felt only warmth in her heart upon hearing Xu Xia’s words.

Squeezing her own juice cup, Luo Xiaoqian sincerely spoke up, "Xiao Xia, this cup, I toast to you."

"No sincerity, trying to fob me off with just a cup of juice?" Xu Xia rolled her eyes at her, but her cup was already extended, touching Luo Xiaoqian’s juice cup, "But well, for President Leng’s sake, I won’t be so hard on you."

"Xu Xia, you were amazing in the final round!" Across the table, Huangfu Ruo also spoke up with a smile, "Your first place has my credit too, I cast two votes for you."

"How could one person have two votes, hey, Leng Zimo, are you guys rigging the votes?" Shen Yizhou teased with a laugh.

"What are you talking about, the other vote was Qin Lan’s, Qin Lan, say something!" Huangfu Ruo nudged Qin Lan who was peeling shrimp for her.

Qin Lan put a peeled shrimp into her mouth, "I attest that this competition was fair and impartial, with absolutely no vote-rigging."

Shen Yizhou returned a contemptuous look, "Even if she claimed the sun rose from the west, you’d testify to it."

"That’s what you call beloved and cherished. What would you, such a cold-hearted doctor, know about that?" Tong Ya didn’t miss the chance to needle him.

"Who says I’m cold-hearted? Just hearing Xiao Qian sing gets my blood boiling," Shen Yizhou retorted.

Qin Lan gestured towards Leng Zimo with his chin, "Watch out, someone might freeze you into an ice sculpture with just a look!"

Leng Zimo, usually not keen on talking, also unusually played along by throwing a "murderous" gaze.

Shen Yizhou convulsed and collapsed onto his chair, feigning being shot dead, making everyone at the table unable to hold back and burst into laughter.

"Zimo," Huangfu Ao, always serious, put down his chopsticks, "at this time, don’t you think you should share the story of your romance with us all?"

The door was gently pushed open, and a person walked in languidly, "What romance? That should be called a mating history, alright?!"


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