After the breakup, I was taken in by a group of trendy young women.

The exit of the haunted house was a narrow corridor, with the afterglow of the purple lights still lingering on the walls, making everyone's faces look deathly pale.

Huang Mao was the first to rush out. His honey-brown twin ponytails were wet from the dry ice air conditioning, and a few strands of hair stuck to his forehead. He looked like a rag doll that had just been thrown out of a washing machine.

She held her knees and bent over, panting for a while, then straightened up, her eyes shining like two newly charged light bulbs.

"The guy with the tattooed arm screamed the loudest when that upside-down dummy bounced down! I recorded it all!" The guy with the tattooed leg walked out from behind, holding up his phone.

"You fucking deleted it!" the tattooed man shouted from behind, his sunglasses askew on his chin.

Green Hair and Pink Hair hugged each other like two conjoined penguins. Shen Qing and Shen Na walked side by side with smiles on their faces. Wang Xiaoying walked at the very back, her high ponytail swaying gently in the afternoon sunlight. Her clean-cut face and sportswear made her look completely different from the Manager Wang she had seen before entering the haunted house.

The theme restaurant of the amusement park is located directly below the Ferris wheel. It is a two-story building designed like a fairy tale castle, with colorful flags hanging on the pointed tower and the exterior walls painted cream.

As you push open the door, the aroma of fried chicken and fries wafts out from the cool air.

The first floor is the lobby, and the second floor is a semi-open booth area. The window seats offer a panoramic view of the Ferris wheel slowly turning.

Lin Ye chose a long table by the window, and the nine girls filed in and sat down, the plastic chairs creaking as they were dragged along.

The ordering process was chaotic as always—Yellow Hair ordered a double cheeseburger without pickles, Tattooed Arm ordered an extra fried chicken wing, and Tattooed Leg specifically requested that the salad be served separately. Green Hair and Pink Hair shared a fries platter, and Bangs ordered an unsalted chicken puree for Wangcai. The Shen sisters, Shen Qing and Shen Na, looked at a menu together and studied it for a while before deciding to each order a signature set meal. Wang Xiaoying ordered an iced Americano and a smoked salmon sandwich.

Lin Ye's gaze fell on another figure that disgusted him—Zhang Xue—at the booth by the window.

She was still wearing that light gray dress, holding an iced latte in her hand, and there was a Caesar salad on the table in front of her, but she wasn't eating it at all.

Her gaze was fixed on Manager Wang's face, and the corners of her mouth turned down in a very obvious arc. The expression that could be translated as: You actually associate with this kind of person.

Wang Xiaoying felt those two gazes, gently placed her coffee cup on the saucer, looked up, and met Zhang Xue's eyes.

Just then, Zhang Xue suddenly stood up from her booth, carrying an iced latte, and walked straight over here.

The sound of her heels clicking on the wooden floor of the restaurant was crisp and urgent. The distance between the two tables was not far. She walked to the table directly opposite Lin Ye, put her iced latte on the table, and the bottom of the cup made a crisp sound as it hit the wooden table. Her gaze first swept from Zhang Qian to Lin Ye, then from Lin Ye to Wang Xiaoying, and finally stopped on Wang Xiaoying's clean and bare face.

"Wang Xiaoying, when did your taste become so bad? Didn't you used to look down on these kinds of shady people?"

Zhang Xue's voice wasn't loud, but the contempt in her tone was as precise as a scalpel. When she said "neither fish nor fowl," her gaze didn't fall on Lin Ye, but instead swept over the group of colorful girls around him—a blonde with honey tea brown pigtails, a tattooed arm with stripes full of koi fish, a rose tattoo on her leg, and a green-haired and pink-haired girl with dyed earrings.

"Who are you calling a scoundrel?" The blond-haired man put the hamburger on his plate and stood up.

"Who I'm referring to knows perfectly well."

Zhang Xue didn't even glance at the blond-haired man; her gaze returned to Wang Xiaoying.

"Wang Xiaoying, I've known you for ten years. When have you ever worn a tracksuit to an amusement park? Hanging out with this group of people, have you forgotten who you are?"

Wang Xiaoying was silent for a moment, then looked up and stared directly at Zhang Xue: "He didn't lie to me about anything. It was my own choice."

The blond-haired man crumpled up the cheeseburger wrapper and threw it on the table, then stood up with his hands on his hips: "Hey lady, how dare you come here lecturing me? Your sister falsely accused our brother of stalking her at the karaoke bar, and then said he was seeing a urologist at the hospital, and you even fanned the flames for her. What? Are you two sisters trying to scam me together?"

"The hospital matter wasn't my fault." Zhang Xue's expression changed for a moment.

"Is there a difference? When your sister said our brother went to the urologist, you chimed in, didn't you? When you said at the karaoke that our brother was stalking your sister, you were the one chiming in too, weren't you? Your whole family is the same—blaming others for your own misfortunes, dumping your boyfriends and then being unable to bear seeing them doing well, finding someone with a receding hairline and then pretending to be happy on social media. I've seen too many people like you; you just can't stand seeing others do better than you!"

All the customers in the restaurant stopped what they were doing.

The waiter carrying the dishes stopped in the middle of the aisle, unsure whether to come over. Several college students at the next table forgot to put down their phones. The couple in the corner stopped arguing.

Everyone watched this scene unfold—a little girl wearing an authentic Lolita dress and honey-brown pigtails pointed at an elegant woman opposite her, who had exquisite makeup and wore a light gray dress, and cursed her so much that the woman couldn't utter a single word in response.

The blond-haired man picked up the Coke cup in front of his tattooed arm, took a big gulp, cleared his throat, and continued, "Don't embarrass yourself here. We have nine sisters here, nine cups of ice water. If you don't leave, I'm going to throw it on you."

After she finished speaking, she sat back down in her chair, crossed her legs, picked up the half-finished iced Americano in front of Wang Xiaoying, and took another sip.

The entire movement was performed in one smooth motion, as if it had been rehearsed.

Just then, a waiter wearing black-rimmed glasses finally mustered the courage to come over with a tray and place everyone's orders on the table one by one—the blond guy's double cheeseburger, the tattooed guy's fried chicken wings, the tattooed guy's salad, the green-haired and pink-haired guy's fries platter, the guy with bangs's chicken puree, Shen Qing and Shen Na's signature set meal, and Wang Xiaoying's smoked salmon sandwich. After putting down the last plate, he quickly glanced at Zhang Xue, who was still standing there, then looked at Lin Ye, who was sitting calmly in the middle of the long table. His Adam's apple bobbed, and then he took the empty tray and retreated back to the kitchen, closing the door behind him.

Lin Ye blocked Zhang Xue's possible escape route, saying, "Did you know that your sister took a picture with another man on her shoulder and posted it on WeChat Moments less than an hour after her breakup?"

His voice wasn't loud, but everyone in the restaurant could hear him clearly.

"You come to me defending your sister, but why don't you ask her how much money she spent on me all those years?"

Zhang Xue's lips moved slightly, but Lin Ye didn't give her a chance to speak—he took another half step forward, looked down into her eyes, and crushed the last bit of her psychological defenses:

"What kind of good person do you think your sister is?"