It wasn’t Gu Yuqi who was picking on anyone. Bai Zhen had just been amusing herself, deliberately trying to rile up Gu Yuqi moments earlier with taunts like, “Do you really think your Junior Sister Liang Sheng likes you? I think she likes me more~.”
This begged the question: why was Bai Zhen targeting Gu Yuqi like this? Actually, Liang Sheng knew the reason.
It had happened just last Friday, when Bai Zhen invited her out to dinner again. She hadn’t meant to bring it up—it had simply stirred up old emotions by accident.
That day, Liang Sheng and Bai Zhen arrived at the restaurant and took their seats. A couple at the table behind them immediately drew their attention.
They weren’t your average couple. Or rather, more accurately, “they” should be “theyselves”—two girls. Everyone around probably got the picture right away.
The pair was in the middle of a fight. The long-haired girl, who clearly played the receptive role, looked both aggrieved and furious as she shouted explanations at the short-haired one.
Liang Sheng, ever the gossip hound who loved juicy drama, wasn’t about to miss this golden opportunity to eavesdrop. She pricked up her ears, her gaze flicking furtively toward them, practically dying to pull out her phone for photos, video, and a social media post all at once.
After listening for what felt like ages, Liang Sheng pieced it together.
The long-haired girl had buckled under family pressure and gone on a blind date with some so-called “high-quality male specimen.” Midway through, by sheer bad luck, her short-haired girlfriend showed up at the same restaurant for dinner. Talk about awkward—staring each other down, the short-haired girl lost it on the spot and delivered a stinging slap to that “high-quality male specimen.”
Chaos erupted (or so Liang Sheng imagined). The guy, livid after the slap, swung a fist at the short-haired girl. In a dramatic twist, she turned out to be a martial artist. One punch sent him crashing onto the sofa, out cold.
Their first instinct? Not to call 120 for an ambulance to cart the poor sap off to the hospital. No, they plopped back down at their table and started arguing. The man eventually came to on his own (Liang Sheng witnessed that part) and staggered out of the restaurant alone.
What a scene! Liang Sheng couldn’t help but snicker.
Once the guy had fled, the girls’ conversation grew somber.
“How can you not think about me even a little?!” The long-haired girl slammed the table in agitation. “My family doesn’t get it, fine—but you can’t understand me either?”
The short-haired girl massaged her temples in evident pain. “Ling Ling, how is that any different from betraying me?”
Ling Ling bristled, feeling deeply wronged. “My family forced me into that blind date! It wasn’t my choice!”
“Then just turn it down!” The short-haired girl shot back, teeth gritted. “I cut ties with my own family for you! And this is how you treat me—going on dates behind my back?”
Ling Ling was speechless for a moment but doubled down stubbornly. “But that’s no reason for you to blow up at me like this! I didn’t do anything with that guy. I was just placating my parents!”
“That’s still not okay.” The short-haired girl grasped Ling Ling’s hand on the table. “If you give in to your parents this once, they’ll just set you up again. Sooner or later, the pressure will break you, and you’ll leave me…”
Hurt by the lack of trust from the one she loved, Ling Ling yanked her hand away. “Do you think I’m that kind of person? I knew things would be tough for us before we even started dating!”
The two bickered on and on, neither willing to yield.
That’s when Liang Sheng noticed Bai Zhen’s expression darkening. Sister Bai Zhen was frowning, fists clenched, her sharp gaze fixed on the pair at the next table.
“Hey—!” Finally, Bai Zhen slammed the table and strode over to the two girls.
They halted their argument and turned to stare at the stunning beauty.
Bai Zhen addressed the one called Ling Ling. “Did you tell her you were going on that blind date?”
“N-no.” Though Ling Ling had no idea who this masked and sunglassed woman was, she answered anyway.
Bai Zhen’s tone was icy. “Then you’re in the wrong. What right do you have to talk to your girlfriend like that with a straight face? Can’t you just apologize?”
Ling Ling froze, then redirected her anger at this nosy interloper. “Who the hell are you? This is between me and my girlfriend. Mind your own damn business!”
Bai Zhen didn’t argue. Instead, she owned it squarely. “You’re right—I am butting in. But you have to admit, you screwed up. You’re in a relationship and still going on dates with other people? That’s betrayal, plain and simple!”
The short-haired girl stood up too, utterly baffled, and tried to wave Bai Zhen off. “Sis, this is our business. You don’t need to get involved. Blind dates like this? She’s done it before. I’m used to it.”
“Used to it?!” Bai Zhen’s fury spiked. “And you’re just going to let her get away with it? No correction, no boundaries?”
Ling Ling fumed even more at that. “It’s not like I have a choice! My parents are dead set on breaking me up with Xiao Shi and shoving me into blind dates. If I don’t go, they cry and wail like they’re dying. How can I just sit there and watch them carry on at their age?”
Bai Zhen went still, falling silent.
She let out a sigh and turned away. “Good luck to you both. Don’t follow in my footsteps. Losing the one you love… it’s agony.”
The two girls stared, stunned. Their looks toward Bai Zhen shifted.
“Hey, sis…” Xiao Shi called after her. “Mind… sharing your story?”
Bai Zhen waved it off nonchalantly. “Not really. But remember this: don’t split up over what other people think. You’ll regret it for life…”
With that, Bai Zhen returned to the dumbfounded Liang Sheng, grabbed her arm, and marched out of the restaurant.
“Sister Bai Zhen!” Liang Sheng glanced back at their just-served food. “We haven’t eaten yet!”
“We’ll eat somewhere else.” Bai Zhen didn’t look back.
“Wait…” Liang Sheng scratched her head. “I mean, we haven’t paid the bill. The server won’t just let us walk out…”
Classic Liang Sheng, master of killing the mood.
