Feng Yuan had finished speaking and returned to their previous booth, settling into the soft leather sofa. She swirled her drink in her hand, raised an eyebrow, and said with a smile, "Maybe we should learn from Yinyin in this regard, drink a bit more, and then go hit on the man we fancy. Even if we get rejected, it's not awkward. We can just blame it on drinking too much."
Xiao Yanyan laughed as she added, "I don't believe there's a man in the world who could resist a sexy creature like Yinyin. She's always been fond of loose, casual styles. If she liked tight, figure-hugging skirts, I can't even imagine how eye-catching that would be."
Ning Yue snorted and complained, "Coward, I dare to imagine it."
After saying this, she pulled out her phone from her pocket and sent a message to Su Yin's number.
——Ning Yue: [Yinyin, contact us the moment you wake up.]
