After Being Reborn and Divorced, the Stubborn Bigshot Became My Humble Servant - Chapter 35

Chapter 35: He Felt Like Doing It, What Was Wrong?

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Ye Si looked at him with a puzzled expression. “Can’t we eat when we get back to the hotel? We’ll be there soon.”

“No.” Xi Zhimo raised his hand to show her his watch. “It’s already half past one. It’s way past my lunch time.”

“Alright. Then let’s just grab some grub on this street.” Ye Si turned her head away helplessly.

Xi Zhimo parked the car by the side of the road, and the two of them walked side by side down the streets of the small city. The streets were not bustling, and from time to time, enthusiastic shouts could be heard from the eateries lining the street.

Xi Zhimo stopped in his tracks and looked inside a small noodle shop. The pregnant female shop owner was focused on wiping the sweat off the male shop owner. The man tilted his head and smiled, saying contentedly, “Thank you, my dear wife. Go and sit down. Don’t tire yourself out.”

This was a heartwarming atmosphere that he had never once experienced in his 27 years of life.

Even though he was wearing a luxurious haute couture suit, which had a sky-high price tag that was sufficient to buy an entire street, there was a peculiar light in the depths of his eyes.

Ye Si knew that kind of light was called “Envy.”

Xi Zhimo wished that he could live like an ordinary person and experience the family kinship and love that people all over the world commonly experience.

What did he have to do in his world to receive a heart of sincerity?

Ye Si saw Xi Zhimo standing still and asked, “Do you want to eat this? Then let’s go in.”

The male shop owner immediately greeted them warmly, “Mister, Miss, please come in and have a seat. We have turned on the air conditioner inside. It’s very cooling.”

Although Xi Zhimo didn’t say anything, he followed Ye Si into the shop.

Ye Si looked at the menu and said, “I want stir-fried ramen. What do you want?”

Xi Zhimo had never eaten in such a tiny, plain eatery before. He simply said, “I’ll have what you are having.”

Ye Si nodded and ordered two plates of stir-fried ramen.

Before long, the shop owner served them two plates of stir-fried ramen and said enthusiastically, “Please enjoy your meal. Just let me know if you need anything.”

“Thank you,” Ye Si responded with a smile. She picked up a pair of chopsticks and began shoving the food into her mouth.

When he saw how much Ye Si was enjoying the food, Xi Zhimo also lowered his head and took a small bite. He was a little surprised when he swallowed that mouthful.

“Is it better than all the ramen you’ve ever had?” Ye Si asked.

Xi Zhimo nodded. “Mm-hmm. You’ve eaten here before?”

“When I was in high school, there was a Herlesburg noodle eatery outside the school. Now I know the stir-fried ramen in that eatery is really authentic. It tastes exactly like this eatery’s.”

Xi Zhimo was puzzled and asked, “The Ye family may not be considered a top-tier wealthy family, but they’ve been developing well under my grandfather’s protection all these years. Why are you still reduced to eating from roadside stalls? ”

“Mr. Xi, Third Master Xi, what do you mean by ‘reduced to’? If you’re so rich, have you ever eaten such affordable and delicious ramen before?”

Ye Si took another big mouthful of the ramen and said as if she was preaching, “We’re all humans. We need to live a more down-to-earth life.”

Xi Zhimo took a long, hard look at her but did not rebut her.

Ye Si had been chasing Xi Zhimo for so long, but he had never realized that she had such a simple side to her.

Ye Si felt Xi Zhimo’s burning gaze and cast him a disdainful glance. She said icily, “What are you looking at? Is there something weird on my face?”

The man’s lips curved into a bitter smile. Hah! That was right. He had also never realized that she despised him so much before.

Xi Zhimo continued to eat with his head lowered. Although he was in a small eatery by the street, his every move still exuded his inherent nobility.

His extraordinarily handsome face didn’t show any signs of disdain. He simply held a fork and silently, elegantly twirled the noodles around it before putting the fork into his mouth. He exuded an air of nobility and refinement.

Ye Si had already finished eating and was waiting for him. She could only stare at him silently in a daze.

More than ten minutes later, after he had finished eating and wiped his mouth, Ye Si raised her hand and called out, “Boss, the bill please.”

Upon hearing that, Xi Zhimo took out a leather wallet and pen from the inner pocket of his suit. He wrote out a check very matter-of-factly and handed it to Ye Si.

Ye Si took it and looked at it. Then she looked at him as if he was a lunatic. “Mister, I’m asking you to be down-to-earth, but you don’t have to burrow all the way down to hell! You’re giving 300,000 for two bowls of ramen. Are you trying to frighten them to death?”

Xi Zhimo was stunned.

He felt like paying this much. What was wrong?