CHAPTER 446: CHAPTER 446: GETTING SOMEWHAT AMBIGUOUS

Although Sang Ning didn’t feel particularly in sync with Li Haidong, she still considered him and Wei Lan as elders. She let them pick their seats first before casually choosing a chair for herself.

Song Shiye waited for Sang Ning to sit down. As soon as she did, he promptly took the spot to her left.

Among the group of guests, aside from Li Haidong and Wei Lan, Sang Ning was most familiar with Qin Feng and Lu Yujing. However, Lu Yujing gave him the same vibe as Li Haidong and Wei Lan.

Only when he was with peers like Sang Ning and Song Shiye did he feel comfortable, so he immediately sat to Sang Ning’s right without hesitation.

Now the six of them were seated in two rows. Wei Lan, Li Haidong, and Lu Yujing sat in one row, while Sang Ning, Qin Feng, and Song Shiye sat in the other. Jiang Xiaoti joined the row with Sang Ning.

This made Lu Yujing feel a bit uneasy. She glanced at the opposite row and gave an awkward smile. "Qin Feng, Xiaoti, why are you all squeezing into that row? Can’t someone come over to keep me company?"

Qin Feng laughed and pushed back, saying, "With these two big bosses—uncle and aunt—keeping you company, isn’t that already more than enough?"

Jiang Xiaoti immediately waved her hands. "No, no, it’s better for young people to sit with young people, and older folks to sit with older folks."

Jiang Xiaoti’s quick remark prompted Wei Lan and Li Haidong to laugh lightly and tease her a bit, but they didn’t take her words too seriously.

However, Lu Yujing’s face quickly shifted from sunny to stormy, her smile stiffening into a forced laugh.

Unaware of Lu Yujing’s changing mood, Jiang Xiaoti kept laughing cheerfully, obliviously trying to flatter her. "Sister Jing may be young, but you really give off a strong elder vibe. Sitting there suits you perfectly!"

Lu Yujing’s lips drooped, and her expression completely darkened.

Sang Ning’s tendency to feel secondhand embarrassment kicked in. She lightly coughed a few times, then pushed a cocktail toward Jiang Xiaoti across from Qin Feng. "Here, have a drink to soothe your throat."

"Actually, I really am thirsty, but I prefer drinking water to quench my thirst." Jiang Xiaoti grabbed the bottle of purified water in front of her, twisted the cap open, and gulped down several mouthfuls.

That resolved things on Jiang Xiaoti’s end seamlessly, but on Lu Yujing’s side, her face grew colder and colder. Now even her glances at Sang Ning carried a sharp edge.

Sang Ning accidentally locked eyes with Lu Yujing, then deliberately ignored her and looked away.

It was Jiang Xiaoti who made the remark, not her. Why was Lu Yujing glaring at her?

Initially, Sang Ning wanted to roll her eyes in response, but the camera happened to shift her way. Fearing that an eye-roll would be overinterpreted by viewers, she instead slightly curved her lips into a perfect smile for the camera.

However, what was intended as a camera-facing smile came off as mockery to Lu Yujing. Beneath the table, out of everyone’s sight, Lu Yujing furiously ground the sand beneath her foot as if every grain were Sang Ning. Only then did she feel some relief.

This scene gave the audience a variety of interpretations, with countless comments floating across the livestream’s chat.

[I’m seriously questioning if Jiang Xiaoti’s brain is made of tofu. How can she lack such basic social sense? Didn’t she see Lu Yujing’s cold face? With emotional intelligence like that, she’s really unfit for the entertainment industry.]

[I kind of admire Lu Yujing’s self-restraint, to be honest. If this were one of those drama-loving troublemakers from previous seasons, Jiang Xiaoti would’ve been crying in a corner by now.]

[The atmosphere between this season’s guests seems pretty good, honestly. Everyone appears to be more tolerant and restrained. So far, no major drama points have emerged.]

Louis announced that all the dishes had been served and everyone was ready to eat, but they were stopped once again. "Please hold on for a moment. I’ve arranged something special for tonight—a few top-tier service staff!"

The group turned to look in unison as Louis raised his hand and clapped rhythmically several times.

Jiang Xiaoti leaned toward Sang Ning and whispered, "Why does Louis give me ’madam of a brothel calling out her girls’ vibes?"

Qin Feng pretended to scold her seriously. "A young lady like you, always running off at the mouth all day."

But Qin Feng couldn’t keep his serious facade for long. His face cracked into laughter seconds later.

What caught his eye was a lineup of seven male models, shirtless and with a clean height of about 185 cm, walking over.

Their muscular chests rose and fell with each breath, exuding strength, while their robust arms brimmed with the vitality of well-toned muscles.

In contrast to their burly physiques were their youthful, sunny faces, each adorned with a bright smile that was charming without being greasy. The puppy-like charisma was irresistible to any sane woman.

Jiang Xiaoti was the first to lose her composure. Her eyes went wide as she stared at the uniformly handsome men, nearly drooling.

Jiang Xiaoti was the type who didn’t know how to act coy or reserved around hot guys. She instantly jumped up and waved frantically at the male models. "I need shrimp-peeling service over here! Any top-tier service staff willing to help?"

After she spoke, one of the male models walked straight over to her, grabbed a plate of prawns from the table, and started peeling them while sweetly calling her "Pretty sister." "Pretty sister, please wait a moment. I’ll take care of this for you."

Jiang Xiaoti grinned so widely her mouth nearly reached her ears. She timidly stretched out a finger, hesitating to touch the male model’s muscles, only for him to crouch down on his own and gently say, "Sister, you can give them a poke to check the quality. My muscles are 100% authentic."

"Ah!!! I’m going to die!!!!" Jiang Xiaoti screamed, jumping up while pressing her fists against her cheeks, which had turned red as if they were about to start dripping blood. She was practically fainting from excitement.

The seven muscular and handsome male models were undeniably captivating. Even though Lu Yujing quietly murmured to Wei Lan and Li Haidong, "These people are utterly scandalous," she couldn’t stop herself from sneaking glances at them—until Sang Ning caught her. Only then did she sit up straight and divert her gaze elsewhere.

Three of the service staff went to the side where Li Haidong, Wei Lan, and Lu Yujing were seated. But they were immediately chased off by Li Haidong. "Shoo! Shoo! We don’t need this kind of service here!"

Li Haidong’s expression was utterly sour. To him, today’s youth seemed to lack even the slightest moral compass.

The three service staff who were chased away moved to Sang Ning’s side. Two of them approached Qin Feng and Song Shiye, each peeling a prawn and offering it to them.

Qin Feng and Song Shiye hastily refused. Qin Feng lowered his head so far it was practically buried in the table.

Song Shiye even sprang out of his chair, backing away several steps while raising his hands in rejection. "Bro, this is getting a little too intimate. Do us a favor and stay away!"

There were five guests outright rejecting the service, one guest practically losing her mind with excitement, and only Sang Ning remaining calm and rooted in her chair without any response.