Sweet Wife: Congratulations, Mr. President - Chapter 33

Chapter 33: Reward

Translator: Larbre Studio

Editor: Larbre Studio

“Get out!” Mo Qing said flatly.

Gu Xiaoran got out of the car.

Mo Qing looked at her lips and let out an ambiguous smile.

Gu Xiaoran turned around and saw her lips swollen in the car window. Her face was red and delirious.

But the bastard beside her was breathing calmly, as if the kiss that had ended just a second ago never existed.

Then, she saw that everyone in the food stall was looking in their direction—first at the luxury car behind them, then at them, and finally their gaze fell on her lips, immediately after which their expression became a little strange.

How embarrassing!

Gu Xiaoran felt so embarrassed that she wished she could kick the bastard beside her back into the car, cover her face, and run away.

The car drove off.

Mo Qing sat down at an empty table and began to order, “Spicy crabs, chicken blood tofu, fried eel slices …”

They were all her favorite dishes, and that food stall was also her favorite food stall.

He still remembered!

Gu Xiaoran looked at the tall man in front of her and fell into a trance.

His character hadn’t been that obnoxious in the past. Although he had seemed cold, his eyes and words had been warm.

In just two years, however, he appeared to have changed completely.

Was it money or something that he had been through that had caused such a great change in him?

Gu Xiaoran sat at the table and stared at him, “You’ve used a fake name in the past?”

“My name is Mo Qing, Ziyan is my courtesy name, not a fake name,” Mo Qing closed the menu, “How long haven’t you been here?”

Gu Xiaoran lowered her head and dared not answer.

She often wandered the street opposite, but had not once come in to eat again.

It wasn’t because she didn’t want to eat, but because she didn’t dare to. There were too many memories attached to that place, so many that she wanted to cry whenever she saw the stall.

Other than that food stall, there was another place where she often wandered—the small loft she had once rented!

All those years, she had been wandering those two places, hoping to meet him, but she had not met him once.

By the time she saw him again, he had already become the tyrannical Mo Qing he was now!

The spicy crabs were served. The fragrance was still the same as before.

“It tastes just the same,” he took a crab shell, removed the crab’s stomach, and put it in her bowl—inside the crab shell was a yellowish crab roe. 

His movements were smooth and natural, just like before.

Actually, she recognized from the smell that the taste would be the same, even if he hadn’t said so. 

“Do you still keep in touch with Xiaoyue?”

“Why didn’t you ask her.” He took a glance at her, picked up a crab leg and dug out the meat inside.

“I didn’t dare to ask.” He had become a taboo topic between her and Xiaoyue ever since he left.

“Since you didn’t dare to ask her, there’s no need to ask me either.” He gave her all the crab meat he had dug out and didn’t eat any of it himself.

“Why are you so good to me suddenly?”

“Your reward for satisfying me these few days.”

Gu Xiaoran choked on her food. She really shouldn’t have talked to him. He showed his shameless nature the moment he started talking.

Gu Xiaoran quickly picked up a piece of crab meat and put it into his bowl. “You used to like crabs, too. Eat it before it turns cold.”

She had to stop him from talking so that she could enjoy the meal.

Mo Qing looked at the crab meat in his bowl, but didn’t move his chopsticks. His eyes, which were still like water, slowly changed.

“You don’t like crabs anymore? Let’s order another stir-fried duck tongue then, you used to like that.” Gu Xiaoran stretched her chopsticks into his bowl to take back the piece of crab meat as she called for the owner.