"Sorry to keep you waiting, I haven’t seen Sister Song for a long time, so we ended up chatting a bit more."
Even Xiaobei, usually thick-skinned, felt a bit embarrassed being stared at by them with such teasing expressions.
"Is that so!"
They exchanged glances and gently smiled...
They knew Xiaobei was lying.
But they didn’t plan to call him out, because revealing the truth would make everyone uncomfortable, so for everyone’s sake, it’s better to see through it without saying anything.
"Yes, that’s it!"
Repeating his words, Xiaobei glanced behind him, lazily chuckling, "Oh, by the way, Sister Song twisted her ankle just now, so she’s unable to come out. You can go into the room to discuss the hosting details with her."
"Oh, alright! We understand."
They agreed quickly and headed toward the room at a brisk pace.
They knew time was precious, so they didn’t plan to waste even a second.
Watching them pass by, Xiaobei took a deep breath and quickly caught up.
In that moment earlier, Xiaobei considered stepping aside to let the three women converse.
But then, Xiaobei changed his mind because he was still quite interested in their program.
Xiaobei wanted to know how they were planning it out, and if given the chance, Xiaobei also fancied appearing on camera, as it would be an excellent experience...
Soon, Xiaobei returned to the room with them...
Having been gone for a short time, the room felt the same as before...
The peculiar smell hadn’t completely dissipated yet.
Xiaobei didn’t mind, but he noticed a hint of embarrassment flash across Xie Wenwen’s and Wang Yanqi’s eyes.
Evidently, they realized what the smell was about.
...
"Little bastard, weren’t you supposed to distract them for a while longer? How come they came back so quickly!"
Song Yaling reluctantly propped herself up, looked at Xiaobei, and muttered discontentedly.
Earlier, she hadn’t been in much of a hurry because she trusted Xiaobei to buy her more time.
But the outcome was he barely created any time.
This left Song Yaling feeling annoyed and vexed...
Honestly, if Xie Wenwen and Wang Yanqi weren’t present, she would have loved to give this little bastard a good scolding.
...
"We’ll settle accounts properly another time!"
Adding another note in her mental ledger, she glanced at the slightly odd expressions on Xie Wenwen and Wang Yanqi, saying "Sorry, I twisted my ankle just now, so I can’t get up now. If you feel awkward, we can talk later."
While explaining, she shot a discreet glare at Xiaobei...
Xiaobei noticed and proudly winked at her.
At this moment, Xiaobei heard Xie Wenwen softly speak, "Sister Song, what are you saying, how could we feel awkward, we’re just a bit worried about you. Is your ankle seriously hurt? If it’s severe, you should go to the hospital sooner."
"That’s right!"
Even knowing Song Yaling’s likely fibbing, they still showed enough concern.
Because right now Song Yaling is their lifeline, they can’t allow any issues with her.
Shyly biting her soft lips, Song Yaling softly murmured, "It’s not a big problem here, just a little rest and I’ll be fine!"
"Oh, okay!"
They nodded...

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