Reborn I don't need a heroine

That night, when Pei Ningle was singing in the bar, for the first time there was an embarrassing situation where the treble didn't go up.

In the bar, the old customers who came frequently were quite surprised. After all, in everyone's impression, although Pei Ningle's appearance and voice are relatively immature, his singing skills have always been impeccable, and there are almost no slight out-of-keys. How has there ever been such an obvious mistake?

Fortunately, she sang the next few songs smoothly without any problems.

After singing, Pei Ningle bowed and stepped off the stage, and walked towards the lounge next to the back kitchen.

The owner of the bar, Yan Zitao, stood at the door, and when she came in front of him, he asked, "Are you not in a good mood today?"

"I'm sorry, I..." Pei Ningle didn't know what to say for a moment, so she could only vaguely say, "I'm a little uncomfortable today."

Yan Zitao: "I won't ask any more questions. Anyway, if there is something unhappy, you must talk to your friends and enlighten yourself."

Pei Ningle: "Well, I understand."

Yan Zitao pointed to the door behind him: "It's just right, your girlfriends have already arrived, so you can talk now if you want to talk."

Pei Ningle: "?"

After Yan Zitao left, Pei Ningle pushed open the door of the lounge with doubts. Sure enough, it's hard to say if they are girlfriends, but they must be acquaintances.

It was a girl who looked more mature than herself, sitting on the sofa reading a book. Hearing the sound of the door opening, she raised her head and smiled, and said hello, "Singing finished?"

That is Han Yixuan.

Pei Ningle closed the door, came to her, and pointed to the sofa: "Can you let me sit for a while?"

There was only one single sofa in the lounge, and the chair was moved by someone, so Han Yixuan took the only place to sit. And Pei Ningle sang for so long just now, and he was not in a good mood at first, so he naturally needed to sit down and rest. What's more, the lounge during this period of time was reserved for resident singers in this bar by default.

Han Yixuan patted her thigh: "Sit here."

Pei Ningle stared at her without saying a word.

"Okay, okay, let me make room for you..." Han Yixuan closed the book and stood up.

While sitting on the sofa, Pei Ningle glanced at the book in Han Yixuan's hand. Well, probability and statistics, like Wang Heng's books, are incomprehensible.

Han Yixuan thought for a while, and said, "Let's talk about business. In the text message you sent me this afternoon, Wang Heng went to learn martial arts today and met that woman?"

Pei Ningle nodded, with a serious look on his small face: "I took the binoculars you gave me last time today, it was far away, and I saw Wang Heng walking into that martial arts gym by himself. For more than an hour, I came out with that woman..."

"Wait a minute," Han Yixuan interrupted, "You have been waiting there? More than two hours?"

Pei Ningle: "I'm listening to music, looking for inspiration. So my eyes can keep looking there."

Han Yixuan imagined that scene for a while, and couldn't help sighing: "You are really suitable to be a detective. Others will feel bored if they listen to too much music, but you are fine. You can wait for more than two hours. Your patience is really good..."

Pei Ningle said anxiously: "Don't talk about me, let's ask you a business! What if Wang Heng suddenly took that woman with him and introduced to us that she was his girlfriend?"

Han Yixuan didn't panic at all, and asked instead: "Do you think that woman might really become his girlfriend?"

"Is it impossible?"

"It's possible to be used as a shield by Wang Heng, but if you really start to fall in love, heh, it's absolutely impossible!"

While making such a conclusion, Han Yixuan's mind flashed the details of getting along with Wang Heng before and after the college entrance examination. She has forgotten many scenes, but his shy eyes of a young man, and his helpless tone when he revealed his family situation later, are still so clear and real.

If he didn't agree to my confession, then it would be absolutely impossible to easily establish a relationship with other girls——Han Yixuan is very sure of this. It's just that there's no need to tell Pei Ningle, a superficial ally, so as not to irritate others.

Therefore, Han Yixuan further deduced: "Both of us can see that that woman probably likes Wang Heng, but we don't know her name yet, and we don't know what kind of situation she is. Of course we can't let her be unrestrained, so now the best Important, you should know what it is, right?"

Pei Ningle tilted his head: "Following that woman?"

"You don't need to follow, you obviously have a better and more efficient choice," Han Yixuan raised her index finger, and gave an example, "You can ask Wang Heng directly, and ask him who that woman is."

Pei Ningle frowned and said, "If you ask directly like this, wouldn't he know that I'm following him?"

Han Yixuan immediately offered advice: "You can pretend to be casual. Let's say you went out to buy something, and when you passed by that martial arts gym, you happened to see him and that woman! That's very simple, if he replied It’s tutoring, so it’s just a matter of time to ask him about his new job.”

Pei Ning shook his head happily, imagining the scene, but still worried: "Ask him about his new job? How do you ask?"

"It's very simple, you can say it like this..." Han Yixuan's bag was placed on the coffee table, she stuffed the textbook in it, took out the pen and draft pad, and started to write on the coffee table.

For the different answers that Wang Heng might give, she divided three situations and provided three coping methods for these three possibilities. For each option, she wrote more natural lines.

"So you know what to say, right?" Han Yixuan tore off the page and handed it to Pei Ningle.

Pei Ningle looked at it for a while, then suddenly put down the paper, stared at his love rival standing in front of him, and asked, "Aren't you afraid that I will take down Wang Heng before you?"

Han Yixuan smiled and said, "I told you that too. If it's Xiao Le, I think it's okay. Although it will be sad, it's better than other girls who don't know why..."

Before the words finished, Pei Ningle, who was greatly moved, rushed over and hugged Han Yixuan.

"You are so kind, Xiaoxuan!"

Although it is impossible for the other party to see the expression on her face from this angle, Han Yixuan still smiled: "You are also great."

"No, I actually lied to you... My real name is not Wang Le, I'm Pei Ningle..." Said so guiltily in a low voice, Pei Ningle hugged her, and buried her face deeper on her shoulder.

Han Yixuan also hugged Pei Ningle, because she was a little taller, she looked like a young lady hugging a younger sister, as if she had a deep affection between sisters.

"It's okay, it's okay."

While talking, while gently patting the back of the girl in her arms, Han Yixuan suddenly felt a little guilty. Isn't it a bit too calculating and honest to be like this?

Moreover, she hadn't hugged someone like this for a long time. Although the boy she hugged was not the boy she liked, but a superficial ally but an actual rival in love, but holding that petite and weak body in her arms still made her feel a little indescribably wonderful...

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Continue to ask for recommendation tickets, and make a preview of the next chapter by the way—Pei Ningle, who is thoughtful