After walking closer, Wu Mangmang sniffed. The gunpowder smell in the air was a bit strong, so Wu Mangmang said tactfully to avoid trouble: “I’m a bit thirsty, I’ll go get some water over there.”

Lu Sui nodded and walked shoulder to shoulder with Lu Lin toward the lawn.

“Mangmang told me you got together after a blind date?” Lu Lin asked.

“Mm,” Lu Sui’s answer was brief.

“You moved pretty fast,” Lu Lin sneered. If Lu Sui had really fallen for Wu Mangmang at first sight at the blind date, she could write her name backwards.

But this person hid too deeply. How had she never noticed before that he had also set his heart on Wu Mangmang?

“When father was alive, he always taught us to be fast, accurate, ruthless, and steady. You never learned,” Lu Sui said indifferently, lowering his head to test the gun in his hand.

Lu Lin also picked one up. “You’re really quite steady. Aren’t you afraid she’ll be pursued by your good brother?”

“Doesn’t matter,” Lu Sui said.

Lu Lin could only chuckle. There are fragrant grasses everywhere under heaven – why must one love a single flower?

Lu Lin suddenly felt some hatred toward Wu Mangmang. Did she understand what kind of person Lu Sui was? How dare she jump into this pit? She’d have plenty to cry about in the future.

“So the blind date was just a coincidence?” Lu Lin had thought Lu Sui arranged it. “Have you matched your birth charts?”

“Pretty good,” Lu Sui didn’t hide anything from Lu Lin. The two had grown up together, loving and fighting – there was nothing to hide.

These days, the richer people are, the more they believe in the principles of the I Ching. If Wu Mangmang and Lu Sui’s birth charts didn’t match, even if she was beautiful as a fairy, she probably wouldn’t catch Mr. Lu’s eye.

Lu Lin sneered again, turning to look in Wu Mangmang’s direction, immediately losing interest in this girl who lacked perception.

Wu Mangmang happened to look up at that moment, smiled at Lu Lin’s gaze, and even waved at her.

Really foolish and naive. Lu Lin felt bored and turned her gaze back, then raised the gun in her hand, pointing the muzzle toward the staff member by the trap machine to signal.

Clay pigeons traced parabolic arcs through the air. Out of thirty clay pigeons, Lu Lin hit eighteen – already a very good score.

This kind of continuous shooting was very good for venting the anger in one’s heart.

Lu Lin lowered her gun and looked at Lu Sui: “I thought you’d look for someone older. I didn’t expect you’d fancy this kind of little girl.”

Lu Sui’s past girlfriends had all been older than him. Even Wang Yuan was a year older, so Lu Lin had this misunderstanding.

Lu Sui said: “Trying it out doesn’t matter.”

Lu Lin couldn’t stand Lu Sui’s indifferent attitude the most. Since childhood, he was indifferent to everything, but he was much better than them sisters at everything. What he didn’t want, others would rush to deliver to his hands. Wasn’t it just having one more thing between his legs than herself?

Actually, Lu Lin didn’t care about winning or losing. What she minded was that Lu Sui clearly didn’t want things, but fate was especially partial to him. This was really unfair.

“Oh, I thought you only made moves when you were sure?” Lu Lin mocked.

Lu Sui looked back at Wu Mangmang, who was looking down at her phone. To be honest, this was the first person or thing he wanted to try but wasn’t sure if it suited him.

But people like them always reached out when they wanted something.

The only reason for not reaching out was simply not wanting it enough.

Lu Sui didn’t respond to Lu Lin’s sarcasm, just lowered his eyes to glance at her.

As someone who only discovered she liked women after giving birth, Lu Lin really had no confidence to say what she’d just said and could only turn her head away resentfully.

Speaking of Wu Mangmang, she watched the loving family in the distance with slight boredom, sighing. Indeed, she still wasn’t beautiful enough. She’d always dreamed of playing Bao Si.

Her phone made a WeChat notification sound. Wu Mangmang clicked it open – it was a message from Ning Zheng.

“Someone actually stole my job!! >_<# Q_Q”

He must have seen the photo of chopping scallions that Wu Mangmang posted on Weibo.

Though it was a bit undignified, Wu Mangmang couldn’t resist this kind of cute expression.

So she replied: He doesn’t have as much experience as you, so he doesn’t pick as cleanly as you, the skilled worker.

“Then make him unemployed!” Ning Zheng replied.

“Mm, you can talk to him personally some other day,” Wu Mangmang replied with a wicked smile.

Bazahei! (Curse him!)

If she couldn’t be Bao Si, then she’d strive to play Helen who caused the Trojan War.

Anyway, none of them were good people.

“Mangmang, you come play for a while too,” Lu Lin and Lu Sui had finished talking and were walking toward Wu Mangmang.

Wu Mangmang responded “okay,” put away her phone, and walked forward with Lu Lin.

Gunshots rang out. Both of them looked toward Lu Sui.

His gun-holding posture was really too handsome, and his accuracy was high too.

What an exciting opponent. Wu Mangmang’s eyes were bubbling with stars.

Men love playing with guns, and women also love heroic figures.

Lu Lin sneered coldly in her heart. As someone who’d been there, women’s blind worship was really eye-blind.

Wu Mangmang had no idea about Lu Lin’s psychological journey. Her eyes flashed with stars as she looked at Lu Sui – because she was getting itchy hands.

She couldn’t wait to step forward and pick up a gun, taking position.

But Wu Mangmang quickly put down the gun again and handed her phone to Lu Sui: “Please, help me take some photos. Please make sure my legs look thinner.”

After Wu Mangmang finished her instructions, she coolly swung the gun to her shoulder to carry it, standing with her left and right feet crossed – a scheming skill to make legs look longer.

“Take the photos quickly!” Wu Mangmang looked dissatisfied at the motionless Lu Sui. “Take them quickly~~”

What use was a boyfriend who didn’t know how to take photos?

Lu Sui resisted the urge to rub his brow and took several photos for Wu Mangmang.

Who knew Wu Mangmang’s poses simply couldn’t be stopped.

Later there was even a playful pose of the Red Army marching forward.

Wu Mangmang still wasn’t satisfied in her heart, thinking that guns should be paired with nudity to be wonderful – sensuality and cold hardness, that would be perfect.

Lu Lin stood to the side and was also mesmerized watching.

Beautiful!

Indeed, an absolutely beautiful girl with a gun made people inexplicably excited. Lu Lin couldn’t help but adjust her hips.

The muse of inspiration came so unprepared – she’d already found the theme for next season.

Lu Lin’s inspiration was interrupted by the sound of Wu Mangmang test firing.

If Wu Mangmang’s gun-holding posture brought her inspiration, then Wu Mangmang’s shooting action ignited Lu Lin’s soul.

Lu Lin instantly thought of the four words “Charlie’s Angels.”

Thirty shots, all hits!

What were the odds of that?!

It was absolutely like the probability of that legendary mahjong hand – a pure suit straight from one to nine of the same suit.

Thank the all-powerful Buddha, thank the almighty God, thank Allah. Wu Mangmang made an exaggerated stage play curtain call gesture toward Lu Sui and Lu Lin.

This time she was playing the beautiful, cold, hard female captain of an anti-Japanese guerrilla unit.

Wu Mangmang hummed “We are all sharpshooters, every bullet eliminates an enemy” as she stood before Lu Sui and Lu Lin, releasing a strong aura of “hurry up and praise me.”

Lu Sui smiled: “Amazing. It’s really a pity you didn’t apply to police academy back then.”

Wu Mangmang’s response was: “Did you record a video for me just now?”

The answer was obvious.

What a pity. She might never achieve today’s results again in her lifetime. Mainly because taking down both siblings at once was a bit difficult – she had to perform above her level.

Now Wu Mangmang fantasized about the scene of her left hand around Lu Sui’s waist and right hand around Lu Lin’s hips. Just thinking about it felt exciting.

“I recorded it,” Lu Lin said.

Wu Mangmang decisively abandoned Lu Sui’s waist and hugged Lu Lin, planting three kisses on her face: “Long live Sister Lu Lin!”

In this moment of celebrating victory, Wu Mangmang’s happiness had transcended gender and race. Even if a dog had recorded the video for her, she’d have to hug it and kiss it three times.

Kissing was humanity’s most passionate and extroverted way of expressing emotion.

“Give it to me, give it to me,” Wu Mangmang shouted in her heart. Indeed, women understood women best.

During the meal, the atmosphere was a bit gloomy.

Wu Mangmang was busy browsing Weibo and WeChat Moments.

Lu Sui had an expression of “I don’t want to talk while eating.”

Lu Lin naturally wasn’t afraid of Lu Sui’s aura, so she said to Wu Mangmang: “Mangmang, do you use grape-flavored mouthwash? It smells quite nice.” Sweet fragrance, tempting to sin.

Wu Mangmang liked being an understanding girlfriend, and she happened to be using her phone, so she instantly sent Lu Lin a picture: “I use this brand, I picked it out for a long time.”

Lu Lin glanced at Lu Sui across from her and decisively lowered her head to start WeChat chatting too: “From Country Y?”

“Mm, I also like their toothpaste. Look at my teeth,” Wu Mangmang raised her head and showed her teeth to Lu Lin.

White and blingbling, they could compete with black people’s.

This was women – they could discuss a single toothpaste for ages.

WeChat was definitely a powerful tool for stealing someone’s partner right in front of them.

“Wu Mangmang, what did I tell you?” When Lu Sui’s gaze swept toward Wu Mangmang, her heart skipped a beat for no reason, and she inexplicably wanted to kneel and sing “Conquest” to him.

He wasn’t even her boss paying her salary.

But you had to admit, this ethereal thing called presence could really achieve victory without fighting.

Wu Mangmang obediently put her phone on the table, reluctantly stroking the screen.

Then Wu Mangmang realized from Lu Lin’s disapproving look – damn it, why was she so afraid of Lu Sui?

But it was too late to regret. Picking up the phone again would seem provocative.

“King of gun kings, I really couldn’t tell. Let me witness it with my own eyes some other day,” Ning Zheng’s WeChat flashed up again, automatically appearing on the black screen.

Wu Mangmang had good eyesight and sharp eyes – she could see it without even stretching her neck.

But this kind of message didn’t need a reply.

The next one was from Weibo, from the long-missing Zhenwo Fengcai: “!!!”

Also didn’t need a reply.

Lu Qingqing also sent congratulations: “I give you my knees.”

Throughout the meal, they watched Wu Mangmang’s screen continuously scrolling. Of course, there were also comments like “I don’t believe it, I don’t believe it, you cheated, you cheated,” but this didn’t affect the extremely confident Miss Wu.

“I’m going to the restroom,” Wu Mangmang said. Because every time she felt itchy to reply, she had to resist, and her hand reaching out halfway could only turn toward the water glass, so she was a bit urgent.

As soon as Wu Mangmang stood up, Lu Lin followed suit.

Anyone whose imagination wasn’t as barren as saline-alkali land would say what Lu Sui said next: “Lu Lin, I have something to tell you.”