Chapter 39: Who Knows How Long You’ll Live

As Fu Lang walked, he flexed his arm, which had been twisted earlier, and suddenly remembered something.

“Hey, do you remember the dinner with Aunt Mo? The time I encountered the female ghost in the restroom…”

Fu Lang couldn’t help but lower his voice when mentioning the ghost, shivering a little.

Mo Yan instantly understood why Fu Lang brought up Mo Zhixuan.

If he recalled correctly, Mo Zhixuan had been furious that day, claiming Mo Qiao Qiao’s roommate had been spouting nonsense about her having a darkened forehead and impending disaster.

Back then, they didn’t know who Qiao Qiao’s roommate was.

Now it seemed…

It was obviously Su Bao!

Judging by Su Bao’s abilities, she wasn’t one to speak nonsense, nor was she someone who would bother lying!

Her words might be harsh, but they were true!

“If what she said to Aunt Mo is true, then Aunt Mo…”

Fu Lang found the thought terrifying.

Mo Yan frowned, “Forewarned is forearmed. I’ll warn my aunt to be cautious, so she’s not caught off guard if something does happen.”

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“Auntie, eight chicken drumsticks!”

The first thing the little stoic Su Bao did upon entering the cafeteria was rush to the chicken drumstick window.

Fu Lang felt the greasy aroma of the drumsticks hit him.

If he remembered correctly, Su Bao had eight chicken drumsticks last time too, right?

Wasn’t she going to try something else?

Or maybe have a few less?

The cafeteria lady smiled as she spoke, “Student, there are only seven left.”

Fu Lang noticed a look of disappointment cross Xiao Bao’s face.

He almost wanted to rush over and shake her by the shoulders…

Seven drumsticks are plenty!

Xiao Bao, what’s so great about all that greasy meat?

Girls should be more reserved, you know?

Eating eight chicken drumsticks at once is enough to scare people, you know?

“Xiao Bao, are chicken drumsticks that good? You like them that much?”

As soon as Fu Lang spoke, the little stoic Su Bao slid her tray closer, like a wolf cub guarding its food.

Fu Lang: “…”

Heartache!

Did he really look so untrustworthy?

I wasn’t planning to steal your food, why so wary?

“Don’t worry, I don’t like chicken drumsticks!” Fu Lang declared firmly.

Then he found himself amused as Su Bao visibly relaxed.

Fu Lang: “…”

So it wasn’t his imagination; little Su Bao was genuinely worried he’d steal her chicken drumsticks.

Realizing this, Fu Lang felt even more heartbroken.

Muttering to himself, “What’s so great about cafeteria food? Next time, let Brother Lang take you to a hotel for a feast! Those dishes are way better than these cafeteria drumsticks!”

Su Bao, munching on a drumstick, suddenly looked up, “Really?”

“Of course it’s true!” Fu Lang thumped his chest, promising.

Su Bao instinctively licked her lips, a bit eager, but after glancing at Fu Lang, she suddenly seemed deflated.

A bit disappointed.

With a hint of sympathy, she said to Fu Lang:

“Never mind, let’s wait until you have a chance to live. The dark aura on your forehead is getting thicker, worse than before. Who knows if you’ll live that long…”

tln : lol XD