The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 327

Chapter 327: Of course, you’re the cutest
“Click~~!” accompanied by a flash of light.

But of course, it wasn’t Angel taking the photo; the only thing flashy in her hands could only be a grenade.

Although getting such a thing in the city might seem exaggerated, if it appeared in her hands, Sam would find it perfectly reasonable.

Isabella, putting down her phone, laughed, “Alright, got it! Can we go celebrate now? Are you trying to starve me to death?”

At a moment when Sam was unsure what to do, it was Isabella who unexpectedly stepped up. Whether this was a pleasant surprise or not, Sam wasn’t sure, but at least he could now reasonably pull away from his sister.

Being hugged by Ava continuously wasn’t really appropriate, especially since all the girls were present, and as the only male, his every action was magnified.

It seemed the most crowded moments were actually the most dangerous for him.

Angel glanced over at Isabella, seemingly trying to figure out why she would do such a thing, considering it an unwarranted interference, but Isabella wasn’t about to give her that satisfaction. She just blinked innocently.

“What’s up? Why isn’t anyone talking? Have we decided where to celebrate?”

Angel rolled her eyes and then looked at Sam, “How about Starlight Bar downtown? Any objections?”

Sam thought for a moment, “No objections to your suggestion, but Ava isn’t 18 yet, she can’t drink…”

Before he could finish, Ava chimed in, “Who says I can’t drink? I might have a drink!”

“Underage drinking is not allowed,” Sam said firmly.

Ava huffed, “Why not! You drank when you were underage!”

“When was that?”

“Back then!”

“…I’m a guy.”

“Oh! You’re being sexist!”

“…I wouldn’t dare say that.”

Sam quickly covered his sister’s mouth, looking at her big eyes blinking up at him, the determination and fighting spirit in them impossible to ignore.

He sighed, “You can only have a little.”

Then he let go of her mouth.

Ava smiled, “Don’t worry! I definitely won’t drink too much!”

Sam squinted at her, highly skeptical, “Normally I would believe you, but people who say that usually end up drunk.”

At that moment, Isabella posed a soul-searching question, “Now the problem is, we have five people. Can we all fit in one car? Should we squeeze in the back?”

Sam thought about it based on his experience, “Isn’t there a rule that only as many people as there are seat belts can sit, and it’s punishable to exceed that?”

This comment drew merciless laughter from Angel, “Do you think I only have this one car?”

Her statement was a bit boastful, but it was true.

So the four of them watched as Elowen, at some unknown point, drove a spacious car slowly up to them.

Angel, seeing the surprised looks on their faces, smiled satisfactorily, “Get in.”

She then opened the door and sat down.

The car was indeed spacious, with three rows of seats front to back, enough to accommodate everyone comfortably, not to mention the ample space inside, which even included a cooler for drinks and a hanging TV for playing videos… Sam almost thought they were going on a long vacation.

“Did you have Elowen switch cars in advance?”

This had Angel driving up so quickly; if it wasn’t prepared in advance, it wouldn’t have been possible.

Angel’s family might be influential in Kuhang, but they didn’t control the entire city. But if Angel had prepared this in advance, it meant she had considered including Isabella and Sophie in the celebration, which didn’t seem like her usual style.

Angel calmly responded, “Of course, do you think everyone is as foolish as you?”

Sam chuckled, “You could just say you’re considerate, no need to be so harsh, it hurts my feelings.”

“Ew… brother, you’re so gross,” Ava couldn’t help but get goosebumps.

Why does it feel so uncomfortable when TV dramas make male and female leads say simple romantic lines, but when this boy and girl say them, it just feels wrong?

Sam retorted, “Kids shouldn’t listen.”

“You’re the kid! Bad brother~”

Angel seemed pleased with Sam’s response, especially seeing Ava’s annoyed expression. Her happiness always stemmed from others’ dissatisfaction.

She remembered something, “You swam faster here than back in Cedarwood.”

Ava snorted, “Need you say it? I bet you’re no match for me now~”

Isabella, curious, looked over from the front, “Eh, Angel went to Cedarwood? Isn’t that Sam’s hometown?”

Angel casually crossed one leg over the other, her movements graceful and arrogant, and of course, it was her car, no one had the right to criticize her behavior, “I went there over the summer, what about it?”

She also glanced at Sophie’s expression, which seemed completely uninterested in their conversation, just staring at her phone.

Isabella pondered, “But you weren’t boyfriend and girlfriend at that time, right? So you went to Sam’s house? Was it Angel who pursued Sam?”

Isabella knew how to stir up a topic. Even on the road, she dared to confront Angel directly with such provocative questions.

Sam was somewhat nervous.

Angel, as expected, frowned, “Me chase him? Does he deserve it?”

Ava joined in the teasing, “Isn’t it you who chased after my brother? Going all the way to my house… or was he begging you to come?”

That really got Angel riled up, “I’m throwing you a celebration, and you’re siding with outsiders?”

“Eh, eh, eh, how did we become outsiders?”

Ava also paused, then blushed, “You’re not even married!”

Angel smiled, arms crossed, with an undeniable air of authority, “It’s just a matter of age. I’ll marry your brother eventually, and you should call me sister-in-law then.”

“In your dreams!”

“You’d better never call me sister-in-law~”

“Absolutely not!!”

After saying this, Ava still looked uncertainly at Sam, who was trying to avoid the crossfire, “Right, brother?”

Ava looked at Sam with a pitiful, pleading face.

Sam was sweating, “How am I supposed to answer that?”

Angel also looked over, smiling at the young man. “I’m asking you, answer me.”

Isabella’s mischievous gaze was also fixed on him, and even Sophie, who had been engrossed in her phone and seemed not to care about these matters, had her screen turned off now, reflecting her intent gaze in the mirror-like surface.

Sam could only look at Angel and respond with a smile. “Kids say the darndest things…”

“I’m asking what you say, not what you think,” Angel pressed, clearly not about to let him off easily on such a sensitive topic.

It was like a battlefield where generals meet, each aiming to take the other’s head with their first strike.

Sam no longer had time to wipe his sweat; it was as if it was overflowing from his heart. “Well, the future is promising, the future is promising.”

“Sam, are you just brushing me off? I’ll kill you, you believe me?!” Angel was clearly dissatisfied with such a vague answer.

Sam could only endure her anger. Alone with her, he could usually spin her around with a series of smooth moves, but with so many people around, any careless word could turn into a boomerang. He didn’t want to be flagged for all the wrong reasons.

Appearing a bit cowardly and shameless was unavoidable now; everyone has to make choices. If you can’t be a true gentleman, then be a visible hypocrite.

Sam quickly grabbed Angel’s hand. “Let’s talk about this at home, we’ll talk at home.”

“Get lost!!”

Isabella couldn’t help but laugh. “Sam is always so slippery. With a girlfriend like Angel, why does it seem like he’s still not satisfied?”

Isabella seemed to genuinely ask this question.

Angel rolled her eyes. “He’s just that kind of jerk. I’m amazed you guys even accept him in your club.”

Isabella thoughtfully said, “Well, I think even if Sam isn’t a good guy for girls, he has more virtues than faults.”

“Where do you see that? I think he’s all faults.”

Angel huffed and then lightly pinched Sam’s arm. Of course, she didn’t use much force; it was more like a tease.

“Miss, we’ve arrived.”

Just as Isabella was about to respond, Elowen had already parked the car. The winter sunset comes early, and the outside was dimly lit, with neon lights already bright.

When Ava looked out, she could see the bustling street filled with fashionably dressed young people moving back and forth.

“This is Kuhang, huh…” she remarked somewhat wistfully, her black and white eyes reflecting the colorful lights.

Angel, instead of mocking her, leaned in and whispered, “If your brother marries into my family, you could see this scene every day.”

Ava turned, her face flushing as she bit back, “I’m not selling my brother!”

“I suggest you be nicer to me. If the relationship between sister and sister-in-law isn’t good, the future won’t be very happy. Of course, I’m talking about you. Some facts can’t be changed; it’s better to prepare early.”

With that, Angel was the first to get out of the car and headed straight for the upscale-looking Starlight Bar.

Ava stomped her foot in frustration.

At that moment, Sam came back and gently touched the young girl’s head.

Ava looked up to see the young man’s calm yet helpless gaze.

“Don’t worry too much about me; arguing with her will only upset you. Relax, today is your celebration.”

“It’s just that she’s so annoying…”

“Of course, you’re the cutest.”

Sam lowered his voice so Angel in front wouldn’t hear.

“Really?”

“Of course. Let’s go, enjoy today, and don’t think about anything else.”

“Alright, I’ll give you face then, hmph!”

Ava tossed her hair, releasing a waft of fragrance.

Sam chuckled.

Isabella and Sophie followed closely behind, passing by Sam without a word.

Isabella paused next to Sam, looking up at the Starlight Bar sign with a smile.

“Sam, it’s tough, isn’t it?”

Sam looked at her beautiful, gentle face.

“It’s okay, I’m used to it.”

“Always dancing on the edge of a cliff, aren’t you afraid of falling one day and shattering?”

Sam took a deep breath, the cold air sharpening his mind.

He often played the fool, always grinning, not seeming reliable.

But when his expression turned serious, an inexplicable charisma emerged, making even the most outrageous lies seem credible.

Like now, he spoke to Isabella with a calm voice, “Even if it’s hanging by a thread, I won’t give up the only chance for success.”

“What then is success, what is your ultimate goal, Sam?”

Isabella posed the final soul-searching question.

Sam felt the conversation was too melodramatic, too anime-like.

But perhaps life needs moments like this, needs some romance, some melodrama, some laughable naivety.

So before entering the Starlight Bar, he told Isabella, “Even if it’s forced, I want to achieve happiness without any regrets.”

“Not even a little regret?”

“Not even a little.”

Watching Sam walk into the Starlight Bar with his head held high, Isabella felt the north wind wasn’t so biting anymore. Perhaps… she would always remember this moment, the most spirited time of this young man.

Many people, perhaps in their transient, uncertain lives, never reach where they want to go, never obtain what they desire.

And would he remember the spirit in which he spoke these words just now?

Isabella looked forward to it because she knew, at least for a moment, his words were genuine.