Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation-Chapter 645 - 401

Grilled fish restaurant, open-air tables, groups of three or five customers gathered and chatting heartily, enjoying the lively summer night.

Xue Yuantong downed a large glass of iced liquor, and the heavy glass cup landed on the table with a "clang."

Languidly, she slumped in the plastic chair and glanced at the Jiang Ning and Chuchu next to her, thinking that this moment might be one of the best.

"I’m so full," she said, gently patting her waist.

As her voice fell, a waiter brought over a square pan and placed it on the grill; the fragrant grilled split-tailed bream was ready.

Xue Yuantong quickly sat up properly and began to eat with her chopsticks.

Jiang Ning picked up his chopsticks and said, "It’s ready, let’s eat."

Upon hearing this, Xue Chuchu started eating too.

Several more guests drew near, including Dong Qingfeng, Chen Qian, Yu Wen, Jiang Yanan, Shen Qing’e, and four unfamiliar faces.

Xue Chuchu recognized one of the girls at the next table—Mu Ying; the two had a good relationship and had watched the opening ceremony of Blue Horse Mall’s second phase together.

As for the other two boys, one dressed in designer brands with a wristwatch was Jin Yuanhang from their class, and the other, wearing thick glasses, was Tao Zhi.

Dong Qingfeng cordially invited the last girl, "Come join us. I’ve been to this place a few times; it’s pretty good as far as restaurants in the urban area go."

"We have a lot of people, so we can order a few different kinds of fish to taste," he found reasons to say.

The girl before him was pretty, clad in a light blue sundress with French flair, paired with a white blouse edged in lace, exuding an inexplicable air of elegance.

With Dong Qingfeng’s discernment, he could easily tell that her family conditions must be excellent and that she was likely brought up in wealth.

Yao Yiyao looked around disdainfully at the open-air tables and frowned slightly:

"Are you sure it’s good?"

Dong Qingfeng revealed a gentlemanly smile, both elegant and sincere: "I swear on my honor, it is."

Jin Yuanhang, a person of influence at Second Middle School, had not only invited Yao Yiyao, with whom his family did business, but also happened to ask Mu Ying to join them.

Then this thing suddenly popped up?

"Tao Zhi, what do you think?" he asked.

Tao Zhi said, "I’m easy-going."

"Alright, let’s join them," Jin Yuanhang decided without objection.

So Dong Qingfeng called over the owner, who recognized Dong Qingfeng and warmly greeted him, "Qingfeng is here for fish?"

Dong Qingfeng proficiently said, "Uncle, let’s combine tables."

He then took a few girls to pick out fish, looking very much like a leader.

Which unsettled Jin Yuanhang, who was usually the big brother figure. What did this mean?

Originally, he had been quite happy planning to explore the night market with a girl, but then Mu Ying bumped into her good friend, and now Yao Yiyao also seemed familiar with another pretty girl.

Thus, Jin Yuanhang ended up on his own.

Now, seeing that kid basking in pride, Jin Yuanhang grew frustrated.

The girls he brought seemed to act as if they were with the other guy?

Yet Jin Yuanhang, for the life of him, couldn’t come up with a way to retaliate and could only moodily fiddle with the designer watch on his wrist.

Soon, Dong Qingfeng returned, saying, "We got one two-pound blackfish, accompanied by four yangya fish, and even a four-pound golden treasure fish. For side dishes, we have mouth-watering chicken, boiled shrimp, and osmanthus lotus root. I’ve ordered quite a lot, but if it’s not enough, we can add more."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Jin Yuanhang said indifferently, "Thanks for the trouble, but today’s meal is on me."

In his words, as if dismissing a servant.

Dong Qingfeng’s pride took a hit; he gritted his teeth and generously said, "I’m the host, it’s my treat!"

Guessing it would cost him a fair amount of his pocket money.

The two began to argue over who should pay for the meal, their conversation getting more heated. Jiang Yanan and Shen Qing’e exchanged glances.

Having carefully wiped the seat clean, Yao Yiyao sat down, crossed her legs elegantly, and said, "Why don’t you two play rock-paper-scissors to decide?"

Dong Qingfeng immediately ceased the quarrel, calming down and elegantly adjusting the collar of his T-shirt: novelbuddy.cσ๓

"Sorry about that, it must have been amusing to watch."

He reached out his hand with a Western-style invitation gesture toward Jin Yuanhang, saying, "Please!"

"Rock-paper-scissors... Shoot!" The game began.

Three seconds later.

Dong Qingfeng won the right to pay the bill, barely able to conceal his pride, adopting the posture of a victor:

"I appreciate your generosity."

Jin Yuanhang unwittingly found himself outclassed.

...

On the other side.

Xue Yuantong wondered, "They clearly aren’t familiar with each other, so why fight over the bill? Shouldn’t they split it evenly?"

Jiang Ning replied, "This is the adult world."

Xue Yuantong immediately felt belittled, "Are you saying I’m young?"

"Not at all," he said.

"Humph, dare to see who can eat more? Whoever eats less is the younger one!" Xue Yuantong challenged.

The onlooker Xue Chuchu stayed silent—Tongtong was just criticizing those who fought over the bill, and now she herself was competing with Jiang Ning about who could eat more.

Is there any difference in the levels of childishness?

Dong Qingfeng’s merged table wasn’t far from Jiang Ning’s, and inevitably, their guests were glancing around.

Mu Ying saw Xue Chuchu and waved. Xue Chuchu responded with a smile.

Shen Qing’e remained silent, yet she couldn’t help but cast more glances at the exceptionally pretty girl beside Jiang Ning.

Yao Yiyao also noticed Jiang Ning; she had seen him during a meal at Jiang Junlong’s house and her impression was merely that the watermelon he brought was extremely delicious.

After tasting that amazing watermelon, all other watermelons this summer paled in comparison.

Remembering the taste made Yao Yiyao involuntarily ask Shen Qing’e, "Has he been to your place recently?"

Her question was a bit subtle, avoiding naming exactly who, but Shen Qing’e unexpectedly picked up the thread: "It’s been a while since he last came."

"Oh, okay," Yao Yiyao stopped her inquiry, swinging her sandals.

Jin Yuanhang noticed Xue Chuchu and Jiang Ning over there.

He had a vague memory; previously, at Blue Horse Mall, he had suggested that Mu Ying and Xue Chuchu try catching dolls, hoping to show off, only to end up disastrously defeated.