"I'm afraid that someone's joy will be another's heartbreak." Han Yue nudged Quan Mingxuan with his elbow, signaling him.
Quan Mingxuan looked up and saw that at some point Chu Yihen and his group had joined them, a smirk playing on his lips.
"Heartbreak is nothing, the worst thing is not giving up."
"Second brother, what are you two talking about?" Quan Yifei, who was thoroughly enjoying herself, overheard their cryptic exchange and casually asked.
Quan Mingxuan replied, "It's nothing."
On stage, Jian Qing gently pushed Quan Jingwu away, rolling her eyes at him, amusement and resignation in her gaze. "Xiaojing, stop fooling around, or I'll forfeit the game."
With so many radar-like eyes on them from the audience below, she didn't have as thick a skin as he did.
Quan Jingwu chuckled and gave a light nod.
Jian Qing picked up another cookie stick, bit down on it, then, holding onto his sleeves with both hands, moved closer to him.
