CHAPTER 163: CHAPTER 163: HE FEELS LIKE HE’S LOOKING AT RIVALS IN LOVE!

However.

Bai Chi shook his head with regret, "I’m number 87... Qin, it looks like we really aren’t being blessed by the koi tonight..."

Missing by just one number made people want to cough up blood.

It just wasn’t them!

Qin Wenrou momentarily suffocated.

Immediately, she lost all semblance of dignity, didn’t respond to Bai Chi but quickly turned to look at the seat on her other side.

89!

The seat next to her was 89!

And it was empty!

She moved her body, and a thought controlled her for a moment; she needed to rush to claim that spot.

Just as she was full of expectation, ready to sit in seat number 89.

Suddenly, above her, a tall shadow blocked her way.

"Number 89, are you talking about me?"

Ao Xinghao, who had just entered, stood at seat number 89, lifting his invitation card leisurely.

The organizers had designed the raffle very reasonably. Each seat corresponded to an invitation card, and the invitation card that allowed one to bring a female companion corresponded to two seats.

Ao Xinghao’s card was precisely for seat number 89.

Even if Qin Wenrou shamelessly grabbed seat number 89, she wouldn’t be able to claim the prize.

She would just make all the guests see her behaving shamelessly without any dignity, like someone who greedily takes advantage.

Qin Wenrou awkwardly shrank back to her seat.

She watched helplessly as Ao Xinghao, who had been late for so long, became the big prize winner and casually went on stage to receive the actor’s costume.

Ao Xinghao, wearing a tuxedo, with his unique lazy casual demeanor, looked damn good on stage.

The noble aura was almost tangible!

Wasn’t Ao Xinghao supposed to rely solely on a professor aunt to run wild in the academy?

Where did this nobility come from?

Qin Wenrou was suffocating beyond suffocation.

The jealous look in her eyes doubled!

Beside her, Bai Chi frowned, somewhat puzzled, secretly glancing at her several times.

Little Sister-in-law’s sneaky seat-grabbing behavior was really confusing.

It didn’t seem like the act of someone from a well-bred family.

Losing is okay, but not being able to accept loss, unable to bet, it does seem a bit cheap and low-class.

Little Sister-in-law shouldn’t be such a cheap and low-class woman.

Bai Chi shook his head, for the first time feeling an indescribable resistance toward Little Sister-in-law.

Moreover, now observing Little Sister-in-law up close, she didn’t seem as stunning as Nalan Ye Jue’s desktop photo showed.

That icy white and wind-like charm... it seemed hard to find in Qin Wenrou.

Is the photo overly photoshopped?

Little Sister-in-law, you’re not being honest!

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Ao Xinghao accepted the prize, unexpectedly finding Qin Xin and the group sitting in the front row watching the exhibition.

He joyfully walked over, unceremoniously relegating the 190-pound whimpering creature to seat number 89, and then sat next to Qin Xin and Song Anjing.

"Xin, didn’t you say you were not interested in the exhibition?"

His tone carried a hint of grievance.

Because Qin Xin wasn’t interested, he wasn’t interested in the ticket either, spending the evening in the dormitory playing games without going out.

Until he heard from dorm mates that the small auditorium was auctioning Q Emperor’s attire, and the auction was gaining so much momentum that the booming calls reached far and wide, he realized he could participate in the auction, maybe even get a piece for Qingxin?

That’s when he hurriedly came over.

How could he have known Qin Xin had already arrived, making him late!

Qin Xin replied indifferently, "Yeah, not interested. Just here to hang out with them."

Song Anjing and Xiangxiang chuckled, "Sister Xin came with us!"

Ao Xinghao felt a bit suffocated, "..."

The ticket was very expensive!

How much Silver did you waste for so many of you?

But, the main issue is, Little Qingxin, you’re prioritizing friends over love way too much!

Ignoring me, this handsome guy, and instead accompanying the girls, wow.

For a moment, he looked at Song Anjing and Xiangxiang, not as girls but with a sense of seeing rivals.