Deep Love For You - Chapter 58

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

 “Don’t! Banxia!”

 Seeing that she was not interested, Shen Qingyan immediately became anxious. “This is gossip related to the President. Do you really not want to know?”

 Banxia squinted her eyes. “What sort of gossip can affect the President?”

 “When it comes to gossip… Besides something related to women, what else can pique the interest of women?”

 Something related to women.

 Banxia did not feel that the woman Shen Qingyan was referring to was herself at all.

 After tucking some of her hair behind her ear, she smiled quietly. “Sure, tell me then.”

 “That’s what I thought!” Shen Qingyan nodded. She pranced around excitedly like a fox. “Actually, I think you heard of that woman before. No, I think you know her quite well. It’s Su Ran, the superstar who just returned back from overseas. You know Su Ran, right?”

 Banxia paused for a second. “I know her. Isn’t she an artiste signed under Mo Corporation?”

 “It’s not that simple. According to reliable sources, Su Ran has a very close relationship with the President.”

 “Why do you say they have a close relationship?”

 “It’s probably because before Su Ran went abroad, they had dinner together, chatted together, talked about their life philosophies together and… I’m not very sure whether they went any further. I need to ask for more information from my gossip sources.”

 A wave of light flashed past Banxia’s eyes. She still had a smile on her lips. “Eating together and chatting are considered gossip?”

 Shen Qingyan opened her mouth in an exaggerated manner. “But once Su Ran returned, she immediately signed with Mo Corporation. Don’t you think that’s strange? Maybe she made such a quick decision because of the President!”

 Banxia tapped her fingers lightly on the table. Nonchalantly, she replied, “Mo Corporation’s strengths are obvious. What’s so strange about this? Aren’t stars just attracted by fame and wealth?”

 Shen Qingyan bit her lip. Why was she so indifferent? Could it be that the gossip was not special enough?

 However, if other women heard this, the color would be drained from their faces…

 Shen Qingyan sighed.

 Suddenly, she thought of something and her eyes lit up again. She probed. “Banxia, what do you think a man like President usually does at home?”

 “Probably work?”

 “What else besides work?” Shen Qingyan looked at her in anticipation. “It can’t be that he spends twenty-four hours a day only working and sleeping, right?”

 Banxia tilted her head and thought about it for a while. “Maybe, cook a meal when he’s in the mood?”

 Shen Qingyan looked at her in disbelief and shock. “A man like the President can still cook?”

 “I just said it casually. Don’t take it too seriously.”

 Banxia slowly stood up and the smile on her face was as gentle as always. “You can continue to gather more information from your reliable sources. Perhaps they can tell you what the President usually does at home. Let’s talk again another time. I’ll be going home first.”

 After she turned around, Banxia’s smile quickly vanished.

 Eating, chatting and even talking about life philosophies.

 …

 When Banxia returned home, the first thing she did was to send a text message to Mo Chenyan to tell him that he did not need to wait for her to go home. After that, she spent her entire afternoon in front of a computer writing her script.

 After repeatedly writing and deleting parts, she still felt that there was something wrong with it. It was either not novel enough or plain boring.

 In the end, she found some paper and pen and starting manually writing it out.

 When she first started writing her novel, she also wrote it manually. After some time, she slowly had the idea of putting it on the Internet.

 At 4 pm, Banxia finally managed to come up with the background of the story. However, it was equivalent to writing nothing.

 She packed up her things in frustration, went downstairs and saw Aunt Li making dumplings in the kitchen. She asked, “Aunt Li, are we eating dumplings tonight?”

“Madam.” Aunt Li smiled at her, still holding the dumpling dough in her hands. “This isn’t for dinner. Mister said that you have a bad habit of snacking, so he told me to make some dumplings and put them in the fridge. When you are looking for something to eat, I will heat up some dumplings for you.”

 Before Banxia could respond, Aunt Li said again, “Mister is so good to you. He cares for you so meticulously.”

 Banxia was stunned for a moment and looked at her absent-mindedly.

 In reality, besides her grandpa and Hanyan, she rarely ate snacks in front of others. Even when she was with Li Hanchuan, she always abided by the rules and played her role as his second wife and never had this experience before.

 Who knew that Mo Chenyan caught her doing that two days ago…

 Her lips curved into a smile. “Aunt Li, I’ll give Mister a call. If it’s ok, we’ll have dumplings for dinner.”

 “Sure, Madam. I will make more then.”

 Banxia waited out for a while but quickly went back in again. This time, she rolled up her sleeves. “Aunt Li, let me help you.”

 …

 When Mo Chenyan returned home in the evening, the TV in the living room was still on showing Rongcheng City’s daily news.

 He took off his shoes and suit and walked in. He only saw Banxia when he walked past the kitchen door and could not help but ask, “Where is Aunt Li?”

 “I told Aunt Li to go home first.”

 Looking at her apron, Mo Chenyan raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly. “You know how to cook dumplings?”

 Banxia, who was in the process of making the dumplings, could not help but pause and look at him with discontentment.

 “How useless am I in your eyes such that you think I don’t even know how to make dumplings?”

 Wasn’t it as easy as putting the dumplings in the water and boiling them until they floated up? How could he question her over such a simple matter?

 The man just continued smiling and did not answer.

 The next moment, he walked to her side and handed her two saucers of vinegar. “I’ll serve the dumplings. You can take these.”

 After they had placed their respective items on the dining table, Banxia looked at the dumplings and suddenly looked up. In a solemn voice, she said, “Mr. Mo, let’s talk about life. What do you think?”

 She was speechless.

 He had obviously seen two strange sights today, but he just frowned slightly and looked at her inquiringly.

 Banxia coughed awkwardly.

 Honestly, she really wanted to find out how reliable this so-called reliable news that Qingyan told her. Mr. Mo did look like the type of man who would talk to other women about his life…

 Just as he was about to answer her question, the man suddenly said in a straight voice, “Before talking about life, there’s something I have to let you know first.”