"Drink, drink, once you're drunk, you won't think too much. What am I worried about anyway? After all, Chen He will take me home."
Zhou Wang, who heard Ji Xiaoxi's thoughts, finally understood what she was thinking.
Does this count as a kind of "ostrich mentality"?
But, to be fair, Ji Xiaoxi's self-deception seemed to have worked. For a while, Zhou Wang didn't hear her thoughts again.
How could this be okay?
Eager to further test the effectiveness of his gadget, Zhou Wang made idle chatter with Chen He while sneaking one hand under the dining table.
At this time, the seating arrangement had Zhou Wang at the head of the long dining table, in the traditional host position, while Ji Xiaoxi and Chen He sat on either side of him.
Initially, Ji Xiaoxi wished to sit next to Chen He, but Chen He thought that would be too formal and make it hard to chat, leading to the current seating distribution that conveniently favored Zhou Wang's intentions...
