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This shouldn't be the atmosphere when going on a date together.

Mrs. Chen, who was at home, opened the door to greet Qin Ning's secretary.

"Hello, Aunt Chen, I'm here to pick up Miss Mengmeng," the secretary said with a smile.

"Miss Qin Ning has booked a lake for ice skating and would like to invite Miss Mengmeng to come and have some fun?"

Upon hearing this, Aunt Chen couldn't help but smile.

Alright, alright, these two girls have been bickering for many days, but they've finally made up.

She smiled and urged Mengmeng to hurry up, but the white-haired girl was somewhat resistant. Standing at the bedroom door, she lost her joy and refused to move no matter what she said.

"Ice skating is nothing compared to playing video games," she questioned, shrinking back and refusing to move forward, as if her bedroom was the last little territory she had in the world, and that leaving it would mean it would be invaded and lost.

Aunt Chen hurriedly said that ice skating is of course fun and good for physical exercise. It not only strengthens the body, but also releases dopamine in the brain, making people happy.

The secretary offered a polite smile and joined in the persuasion.

“Miss Qin Ning said that you can just take a look. If you don’t like it, you can come back anytime. Today I’m with you closely, serving as your driver and secretary. Just tell me if you need anything, so don’t worry.”

The secretary also had her doubts, but she still dutifully recited Qin Ning's words in their entirety.

"Miss Qin Ning said that your favorite [one] is also there, and you'll miss it if you don't go, which would be a pity."

Mengmeng's little hands, which were behind her back, tightened, and her nails dug into her palms.

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Chapter Thirty-Three: The Kiss of Salted Peppermint Candy (4K, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

Bai Weiran changed into his ice skates, and as soon as he stepped onto the lake, the feel of the ice blades under his feet surprised him.

Under normal circumstances, an outdoor lake surface is definitely not as good as an artificially constructed skating rink.

There are always impurities in the lake water, and the frozen ice can never be completely smooth. In the past, when he and his sister skated on the frozen lake, they would often trip over a frozen, protruding leaf and fall hard forward. But this small lake was quite smooth and flat, clearly artificially man-made.

Temporary fences were even erected around it.

Money—Power—

Bai Weiran hadn't ice skated in a long time either. While Qin Ning was still recovering, he slowly circled around the lake, thinking of his younger sister as he skated.

Bai Shimo is an exceptionally good ice skater, like an ice sprite.

He was the one who taught her when she first started learning to ice skate. It took him a month to teach his sister, and then his sister has completely outdone him in her life so far.

That was Bai Weiran's first major setback in upholding his dignity as the older brother.

My sister hasn't been updating her WeChat Moments lately; she must be out ice skating every day, having so much fun she doesn't want to leave.

Bai Weiran thought to himself and couldn't help but smile slightly. He caught a glimpse of a snow-white figure out of the corner of his eye, changed direction, and leisurely slipped over to Qin Ning's side.

Qin Ning was wearing a white down jacket, fitted warm and functional sports pants, and her hair was tied in a ponytail, a sporty girl style that was rarely seen on her. She stood with one hand holding onto the fence, tilted her head to look at Bai Weiran, her beauty mark was charming, and her eyes were full of smiles.

"I can't ice skate, Brother Weiran, can you teach me?"

As she spoke, she stretched out her gloved little hand, saying she was being taught, but her posture was like that of a little queen being helped up.

"Of course, no problem," Bai Weiran said with a smile, but he did not extend his hand.

"Watch closely, it's very simple—first like this, then like this, and then slide forward—"

As he explained, he made a gesture, one, two, three, his hand behind his back, sliding three meters away, leaving Qin Ning's hand frozen in mid-air.

Bai Weiran turned back and asked gently.

"Did you understand? If not, I can demonstrate it again."

Huh? It just won't reach out.

Qin Ning's eyes widened, her accusation evident in her words.

"I understand, but I'm afraid of falling. Brother Weiran, help me up!"

Let's skip the roundabout way and get straight to the point.

Bai Weiran responded with an "oh".

Look at her hand, which was still hanging in mid-air. A few seconds later, she responded slowly and deliberately.

"The most important thing about learning to ice skate is not being afraid of falling."

"Falling a lot is fine, it's good for your health. Being afraid of falling is not good. In order to help you learn as soon as possible, I won't help you up!"

Upon hearing this, the big lock guarding them outside the fence nearly lit his cigarette and burned his beard.

When Nuwa created humans, did she use reinforced concrete to mold you?

After explaining, Bai Weiran straightened his expression and gave a very serious encouragement.

"Go for it, Qin Ning! You can do it!"

Then he turned around and slipped away in the opposite direction.

He hadn't gone more than three meters when a whooshing sound came from behind as the ice skates glided across the lake, their clear, melodious, and graceful movements captivating him. Bai Weiran judged the direction from the sound and deftly dodged to the side. Qin Ning had just passed by his original spot, rushing past him a foot away from his sight before abruptly stopping. He turned to the side, his figure graceful, the cold wind blowing against the fluffy white fur around the hood of his down jacket.

Where is the novice at all?

Qin Ning can definitely ice skate.

Bai Weiran already knew.

In the initial mission world, Miss Qin's courses included skiing and horseback riding.

A person who can ski will likely be able to easily master ice skating as well.

Qin Ning was just pretending not to understand, hoping he would help her.

Qin Ning glared at him, while Bai Weiran clapped his hands and smiled in praise.

"Looks like you've already learned it; you're really good at it."

"He's much better at it than me."

Qin Ning turned around, grabbed Bai Weiran by the collar, and couldn't stop on the ice. The two appeared to be still, but in fact they were slowly sliding on the ice.

"Is it so hard for you to teach me, Brother Weiran? You just don't want to teach me, right?" Because of her anger, the corners of her charming eyes turned up, like an angry noble cat.

Bai Weiran raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, his eyelashes lowered, and chuckled.

"Why do you need me to teach you things you already know?"

"Don't pretend to be stupid to please people. You never need to do it, and I don't like it when you do."

Bai Weiran gently placed a hand on Qin Ning's shoulder.

"People like to use the deliberate stupidity of the opposite sex to bolster their own sense of self-worth. My advice is to get out of there as soon as possible—"

Qin Ning looked at him, her eyes unfathomable.

After a long while, she pursed her lips and smiled slightly.

“Brother Weiran is always like this,” she said.

"He spouts a whole bunch of grand principles, muttering to himself, so long-winded."

"What I hate most is that you actually put those principles into practice yourself."

"Do you hate this?" Bai Weiran asked back.

At this moment, the two slowly slid to the edge of the fence. He leaned against the fence, and Qin Ning grabbed him, as if he were being chased and had nowhere to hide. But Bai Weiran was very calm. The two looked at each other and could see their reflections in each other's eyes.

"Sometimes I hate it, sometimes I don't." Qin Ning's voice was very soft, disappearing into the air with the winter wind.

Bai Weiran raised an eyebrow and chuckled, "Then I'm sorry, I won't change it. If there's anything you dislike, please overcome it yourself."

After a few words, they fell into a brief silence.

Neither of them spoke first; they simply gazed at each other.

From that phone call about the date, through the car, and even now, the unspoken silence and sense of alienation have only grown stronger.

This is because people are beginning to lose channels for equal communication.

Bai Weiran felt that someone had to break the silence and take the initiative to bring it up—

"You called me here because you had something to ask me, didn't you?"

“I have the answer and can give you a direct reply, Qin Ning, I…”

His mouth was suddenly covered by a small hand, and Qin Ning leaned in even closer, but through the thick down jacket, he couldn't feel any warmth or curves.

Qin Ning's eyes were devoid of light, filled with a sweet, yet sinister, undercurrent of complaint.

"Brother Weiran, you're such an annoying person—"

"Your brain is annoying, your eyes are annoying, your nose is annoying, your ears are annoying, your hands are annoying, your hair is annoying, your feet are annoying, your workaholic attitude is annoying, your habit of lecturing is annoying, but the most annoying thing of all is your stubborn mouth!"

Bai Weiran was caught off guard by the criticism and was completely bewildered.

Qin Ning released her grip again, freeing Bai Weiran's mouth.

She slipped and stepped back more than a foot, her hands behind her back, her face turned to the side, her ponytail fluttering in the wind, radiating youthful energy.

"I'm just here for a date, Brother Weiran."

"Since it's a date, let's enjoy ice skating and see who can skate the fastest."

She looked at Bai Weiran, smiled, and gracefully slipped away, circling in a figure-eight shape in the center of the lake, leisurely swirling in mid-air.