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Weekend

To express respect, Weekend smiled and said, "Hello, Mr. Xue, my name is Weekend"

Lu Xiao seemed to awaken from a dream, revealing a look of regret on her face as she sighed: "It's a pity we only exchanged a few words." She then added, "However, he just mentioned that there would be another opportunity to chat next time."

Han Shao took the bag with one hand and turned to her, saying: "If you keep holding onto me like this, I wouldn't mind either"

Over the weekend, I heard her say this phrase no less than ten times, to the point where my ears felt calloused. I smiled and sighed, saying: "I don't know whether you are attracted to their talent or their appearance."

Lu Xiao asked with a sly smile, "What a coincidence?"

"Let me take it," she said, as she quickened her pace to catch up with him over the weekend. After all, it was her belongings, and since he had paid for them, she felt it would be inappropriate to let him carry them.

Indeed. The only way to deal with infatuated girls on weekends is to agree with whatever they say.

Xue Sheng nodded knowingly, looked at them, and said apologetically: "I’m sorry, let’s talk again next time if we have the chance"

On the weekend, he quietly retorted, "It's not that troublesome, is it? It's just a matter of handling it briefly"

Lu Xiaolian quickly introduced, "She is my roommate, and she came with me to the art exhibition."

The hand resting on her shoulder seemed to tremble slightly, as if Lu Xiao beside her had discovered something.

I have had a conversation with your father, Mr. Lu," Xue Sheng said, looking at Zhou Mo, and added helplessly, "However, as for this young lady, I truly do not know.

Stepping back during the weekend, she allowed her mind to escape from his grasp. Maintaining a distance from him, she then said with righteous firmness: "Mr. Han, please do not make such intimate gestures towards me in the future." Although it was meant to be a warning, there was inexplicably a hint of pleading in her words.

I would like both the blueberry cheesecake and the caramel custard pudding

Everyone knows this is a polite remark, but I do not intend to dampen her enthusiasm over the weekend, so I replied hastily: "Yes."

Indeed, Lu Xiao was immediately amused by the situation, casting a suspicious glance back and forth between the two. Weekend, frightened, quickly explained: "I just happened to run into your cousin at the bakery across the street..."

The enticing aroma wafting through the bakery is utterly irresistible. On the weekend, she picks up a plate and tongs from the rack at the entrance and slowly moves in front of the display case filled with bread and cakes, selecting her desired bread to place on the plate. After a while, she faces a dilemma of monumental proportions. In the glass window, the petite blueberry cheesecake looks quite appealing, but the caramel custard pudding next to it also appears delectable, leaving her in a state of indecision.

Xue Sheng's beautiful fox-like eyes glanced around before settling back on the three individuals, and with a slight smile, he calmly replied, "It's nothing, let's go."

Seeing the corners of her mouth curve slightly on the weekend, Lu Xiao wrapped his arm around her shoulder and asked, "What is it, have you figured something out?"

The sudden interjection caught both of them off guard. Turning to look in the direction of the voice, what came into view for Zhou Jie was an exceptionally handsome man, whose deep-set eyes held a subtle smile, his gaze lingering on her and Lu Xiao.

Han Shao looked at her without the slightest feeling of discomfort and smiled as he said, "Isn't that right?"

To speak frankly, both are present. Lu Xiaoyang raised her chin, her eyes sparkling with admiration for that painter, and said without reservation, "You have no idea, I have been waiting for this day for a long time!" She looked at the weekend and said very seriously, "You must know that although Xue Sheng is quite famous, he holds very few exhibitions, and his tickets are extremely hard to obtain. I had to plead with my father for a long time to get these two tickets."

As she spoke, she reached out to snatch the bag that Han Shao was holding. Han Shao, quick-witted and agile, instantly lifted the bag up, and with his height advantage, Lu Xiao naturally could not reach it.

Weekend

Weekend: "Hmm..."

Although it was said that "one must appreciate it well," in reality, I could not truly appreciate the artwork during the weekend, nor could I find its charming aspects. Glancing at Lu Xiao beside me, she was completely captivated. I turned my gaze back to the painting in front of me, which was framed in an extremely simple frame. The painting depicted a white wall covered with vibrant and diverse flowers, and in the lower right corner was the artist's signature: Xue Sheng. The two characters were signed with remarkable ease and grace. I turned my gaze back to the painting in front of me, which was framed in an extremely simple frame. The painting depicted a white wall covered with vibrant and diverse flowers, and in the lower right corner was the artist's signature: Xue Sheng. The two characters were signed with remarkable ease and grace.

Cousin! I feel uncomfortable if you don't tease me for even a day. However..." Lu Xiao chuckled, "I'll let you off this time for the sake of the bread and cake!"

Han Shao retracted his hand from the air and asked softly, "Do you hate me on the weekend?"

On the weekend, she did not know where her courage came from, as she firmly grasped his arm and said: "That... I don't need it anymore." She did not like to take advantage of others

Indeed, it is correct, but the issue is that she is not particularly interested in it now, as she is preoccupied with thoughts over the weekend. Suddenly, he reached out his hand, and before she could react to the meaning of his gesture, her plate was taken away by him.

Alright. Lu Xiao's voice was sweet and lovely, her eyes seemed to contain stars, twinkling as she gazed at the tall figure disappearing into the distance. Once Xue Sheng had completely vanished from their sight, Zhou Mo patted the head of Lu Xiao, who was lost in her admiration for the 'male charm', and said with a hint of annoyance: 'Look at you, your soul must have been stolen away, right?'

The waiter packaged the bread and cake neatly and handed them to Han Shao with a beaming smile, saying, "Sir, here is your order"

Lu Xiao placed her hands on her hips, furrowed her brows, and retorted displeasedly, "Do I look like that kind of person?"

Hmm? His tone carried a delicate inflection, sounding lazy and sensual in the ears during the weekend. She couldn't help but slightly raise her head to glance at the person beside her, just in time to meet his gaze. Han Shao took the opportunity to stroke her head and said with a hint of nostalgia, "It has been a long time since it was like this"

She instinctively withdrew her hand as if she had been electrocuted, and when she looked up, it seemed she saw him smile? Reflecting on the words he had just said over the weekend, she belatedly realized that she had been teased by him!

I have a bit of difficulty choosing on the weekend: "Uh..." After half a day, I still couldn't decide, but if I get too much, I won't be able to finish it in one day

Han Shao glanced at her lightly, not intending to pay her any mind, and naturally took out cash from his wallet to hand to the waiter. Zhou Wei watched as the waiter accepted the bright red bill, feeling deeply that it was over, and yet another debt had to be repaid

Shaking his head over the weekend, he replied honestly: "I can't see much, I just think the painting is quite similar."

His tone was extremely faint, yet it resonated in her mind like the striking of a bell, producing a heavy echo with each toll

Even on the weekend, I was surprised. Could it be that he was not specifically called by Lu Xiao?

I think she answered very well

Cousin? What... how are you here?" Lu Xiao looked at the person in front of him in astonishment

This Sunday, Lu Xiao dragged her out again for the weekend. On the subway, Lu Xiao held two tickets to the art exhibition and chattered on about it: "I tell you, Xue Sheng is both talented and handsome."

On the weekend, she subconsciously looked up at him, then lowered her head again, stammering, "No, I don't dislike him, right?"

What is this all about? Is it about not being able to touch her head? I can't figure it out over the weekend, but speaking of which, Han Shao seems to particularly enjoy playing with her hair. However, they have no relationship at all

"Do you need anything else?" he asked her. Zhou Mo quickly shook her head. Han Shao placed the tray on the counter and casually said, "I'll pay for these all together." He had also bought some for himself

Not far away, a man in a suit bent down and asked the person who had stopped in front of him: "Mr. Xue? What is the matter?"

She seems to never be able to get angry at Han Shao. If it were someone else, she would definitely have exploded by now. ... After thinking about it, it might be because the other person is good-looking ... ... After all, ... ... beauty is justice

Later, Lu Xiao pulled her along to examine each of Xue Sheng's paintings with great care, almost as if they were about to carve a hole into them. By the time they exited the art museum, the sky had already darkened. Lu Xiao greeted her and turned to run off in search of the restroom. Seizing this opportunity, she walked into a bakery across the street. In fact, when she first arrived here, she had keenly noticed this shop; for some reason, the bread here looked fresh and appetizing.

"Mr. Xue Sheng?" Lu Xiao asked uncertainly. The man smiled gently, took a small step forward, extended his hand, and introduced himself warmly: "Yes, I am Xue Sheng. Hello, Miss Lu."

Han Shao's eyes narrowed slightly, and there seemed to be a hint of sharpness in his gaze: "Since that is the case, why do you reject my pursuit of you?"

"It's alright, no trouble at all." Han Shao easily declined her request

On the weekend, I quickly flushed with embarrassment, and after a long time, I couldn't provide a reasonable explanation. In the end, Lu Xiaojie came running to rescue her.

"Who said it was for you?" He snorted coldly and said naturally, "This is for the weekend"

Xue Sheng opened his mouth, seemingly about to say something more, when a man in a suit hurriedly walked past him and said, "Mr. Xue, the partners have arrived"

The waiter approached her and asked, "Miss, which one would you like? I can get it for you."

Lu Xiao pointed at himself in surprise and said, "Do you know me?"

Han Shao showed no regard for face, curling his thin lips and speaking with a mocking smile: "Aren't you?"

Lu Xiao exclaimed "Oh dear" and quickly took her by the hand to run off the vehicle

Although the items indeed belong to her, there is still something that feels off, but what could it be

It was only at this moment on the weekend that she discovered a man standing beside her. When she looked at the man's face, she happened to collide with a pair of deep, dark eyes, causing her heart to skip a beat. Soon after, a voice in her heart, filled with resentment, echoed: Lu Xiao, it’s you again causing trouble!

She puffed her cheeks and followed Han Shao out of the bakery, gazing at the straight back in front of her, letting out a sigh of resignation as the weekend approached.

As the subway arrived at the station, she tugged at Lu Xiao, who was still captivated by the charm of the renowned painter, and couldn't help but say: "Miss Lu Xiao, I will definitely take the time to appreciate the works of that painter Xue later, but for now, could you please step aside so we can get off the train?"

Han Shao finally shifted his gaze away from her and turned to his cousin: "Uncle asked me to come, worried that you might not return to school on time, so he sent me to pick you up."

Lvxiao could not help but tease, "Indeed, one should not ask such questions to those who do not understand art"