"My relationship with Sister Hua might be a little different from yours, Sister Bing."

"Different?" Chen Tangtang, who had just been playfully putting on an act, chewed over the words. A vague, indescribable emotion slowly stirred in her heart.

Her fingers unconsciously traced the sofa’s edge. She pursed her lips slightly, voice coming out oddly: "How different? You’re not even dating. We’re all just online friends, right?"

"Well…" Zhou You faltered. He and Yun Mingyue truly weren’t a couple. "Hard to explain. It’s just… different."

Probably because it lacked that clear, guilt-free feeling he had with Chen Tangtang.

"So you absolutely won’t come see me today?" Chen Tangtang abruptly changed the subject.

Zhou You hesitated, then replied gently, "I’ll visit another time when I’m free, Sister Bing."

He knew Sister Bing just loved fun and joyful things—he even admired her for it. It’s just that…

After ending the call, he firmly took Yun Mingyue’s small hand and kept walking. She blinked in surprise, then smiled softly and obediently let him lead her.

They reached their destination: a tastefully decorated lounge bar—a quieter cousin of a pub, perfect for chatting with friends.

Yun Mingyue glanced at the "Closed" sign, then toward the faint murmur inside. Her expression shifted slightly.

Spotting the owner’s arrival and her displeasure, the assistant manager hurried over, voice low: "Boss, that guest offered us this amount."

He held up two fingers, then clenched his fist. He’d hesitated—but facing a patron who single-handedly brought in a quarter of the bar’s quarterly revenue, refusal wasn’t an option.

Though he felt justified, he still lowered his head under Yun Mingyue’s cool gaze, nerves tightening.

He remembered the last assistant manager: caught embezzling after Yun Mingyue—rarely even visiting the bar—glanced at the ledgers. The man lost his job, got blacklisted across Hangzhou industries, and slunk home to farm.

"Two hundred thousand… not a small sum," Yun Mingyue mused. She didn’t blame him; in his shoes, she’d have done the same. "Never mind. Let’s ignore them."

They sat in a dim corner booth. A vase held two violets.

Yun Mingyue ordered Zhou You a Ramos Gin Fizz. The bartender’s face instantly twisted—*If you weren’t the boss, I’d be annoyed.*

Curiosity sparked in Zhou You. Anticipation built.

"When you see young girls at school," Yun Mingyue said, propping her cheek on one hand, "don’t forget your sister. I’m not as young or fresh-faced as them."

Warm amber light lit half her face. Her long lashes fluttered like a Blue Moon Swallowtail about to take flight. Not a trace of age touched her skin.

"Classmates are classmates. Sisters are sisters."

"All your 'sole waifu'?" Yun Mingyue surprisingly caught the meme.

"Uh…" Zhou You choked. "I just mean… Sister is different."

The cocktail arrived. Yun Mingyue didn’t press further. She simply raised her glass.

*Clink.*

Glasses tapped midair. Liquor shimmered under the light.

They sipped. The taste delivered. Yun Mingyue flushed—a delicate, tempting rose across her cheeks. Paired with her flawless skin, it radiated forbidden allure.

"Feels a bit warm," she murmured, casually tugging her collar. A flash of fair skin made Zhou You’s breath catch.

He lowered his gaze, suppressing the primal stir within.

"You might be a little drunk."

Her slender fingers traced the table, then "accidentally" covered his hand.

"Maybe I really am."

"So I’ll ask boldly… Did you mean I’m special to you?"

…

"The manager told me they were closed today, yet they’re serving guests. Hmph. Let’s see his excuse."

Inside the softly lit lounge bar, an elegant woman beside Chen Tangtang stood, glanced toward the corner, and marched off to confront the manager.

Chen Tangtang listlessly lifted her eyes. Chatting with them was dull. Her Little God hadn’t come…

Pouting, she weakly glanced toward the corner—and froze.

She blinked. Light reignited in her eyes.

*Bang!*

Chen Tangtang shot up, startling everyone.

"Tangtang, where are you going?"

"We’ll handle it. Don’t be upset."

Seeing her direction, they assumed anger—after all, she’d spent two hundred thousand to reserve the whole bar. Someone hesitantly pulled out a phone: *Should I call backup?*

Many here would leap to impress Chen Tangtang—especially the young. None expected her to be this… stunning.

Honestly, no guy could resist.

Chen Tangtang ignored them all. Her eyes locked on the two ahead—or rather, the boy.

"What a coincidence! So lucky!" Her mood brightened. "They say smiling souls attract good fortune."

She stepped closer. Took in the full scene.

Zhou You said something. Yun Mingyue stood abruptly, arms wrapping around his neck.

Chen Tangtang stopped dead.

…

"I had a wonderful time today," Zhou You said at the bar entrance.

"Wishing you a smooth start to school."

Yun Mingyue smiled, gave a small wave. No strange requests. She turned and left with quiet grace.

Zhou You watched her go, then pulled out his phone to find a nearby bus stop.

*Buzz… buzz…*

WeChat messages from Chen Tangtang—piling up for a while.

Ice City Love: [Photo] [Photo] [Photo]

Ice City Love: [Little God~~ Come keep me company~~]

He opened them one by one: her gulping down grape-juice-like liquid; pretty girls trying to stop her; rosy-cheeked, adorably flushed; chin on the table, glass hugged to her chest, eyes glazed.

Ice City Love: [Once you’ve seen Sister Hua off, remember to find me.]

Next: she knocked over a glass, watched liquor spill. Mist gathered in her eyes.

She staggered up, shoved others aside, stumbled until bumping into a vase. Clung to it, giggling "hehehe."

Ice City Love: [You’re here! So slow… Stay with me all night.]

Ice City Love: [Waaah~~]

Final photo: face nuzzling the vase, muttering softly.

*Ring… ring…*

"Hello?"

"I’m sad… so sad. You finished and didn’t come? Do you hate me?"

Her voice came from the phone—and right behind him.

Arms wrapped tightly around his waist from behind.

"Hehehe~~ But now I’m happy~~"

"Only happy things never grow tiresome."