After thinking for a long time, he felt that he seemed to like beef, so he said, "I like bell pepper beef." After saying that, he worried whether the little girl would be able to cook the dish he mentioned, maybe he should have said something simpler.
An Ran listened to Mu Xingfeng and kept writing down notes.
The market arrived shortly. An Ran took the memo and got off the car energetically, eager for a big shopping spree.
Mu Xingfeng followed closely behind her, protecting her meticulously.
"The seafood section is over there," An Ran pointed ahead and shouted to Mu Xingfeng, her small body darting forward like a loach.
A burly man carrying a sack of vegetables walked past, bumping into a small boy who ran recklessly ahead. The burly man quickly dodged but failed to notice An Ran by his side.
Seeing that the burly man was about to collide with An Ran, Mu Xingfeng pulled her over.
An Ran had actually sensed that someone was about to bump into her. She wanted to dodge but it was too late. She was about to brace herself for the collision when she fell into a warm embrace.
Looking up, she saw Mu Xingfeng’s somewhat solemn face. She stuck out her tongue and said, "Thank you, Instructor Mu."
Mu Xingfeng saw that she was unscathed in his arms and breathed a sigh of relief. The man was so burly, if he had really bumped into her, she would have at least fallen down. What a carefree little girl she was.
Holding her small hand, he calmly said, "Stay by my side, don’t run about."
With that, he took her hand and walked toward the seafood section.
An Ran instinctively followed his steps, looking at the hand holding hers. Mu Xingfeng’s hand was large enough to completely envelop hers, and it was so dry that the warmth of his palm was almost scorching.
"Which kind of fish do you want?"
It was only when Mu Xingfeng asked that An Ran came back to her senses. She glanced at the long seafood stall and pointed to a spot, saying, "There’s grass carp for sale there."
After saying that, she guided Mu Xingfeng toward the fish stall.
"Auntie, how much is the grass carp per pound?"
The fish vendor aunt saw customers coming, particularly a pretty young girl, and quickly stood up, "Eight yuan per pound. How big do you want? I’ll fish it for you."
"Not too big, medium to small sized will do." An Ran wanted to show the size with her hands, but Mu Xingfeng was still tightly holding her hand, so she had to describe it.
"Okay," the fish vendor aunt listened to An Ran, and fished out a grass carp. "Is this one alright?"
"Yes," An Ran nodded.
The aunt efficiently weighed it, processed it, bagged it, and handed the bag over. An Ran was about to reach for it when a big hand took it first.
Mu Xingfeng received the bag, then took out money and handed it to the fish vendor aunt.
The fish vendor aunt finally noticed Mu Xingfeng. Even in the bustling market, Mu Xingfeng’s outstanding demeanor, tall figure, and the aura of dominance he exuded made her feel that this man was extraordinary.
As she handed him the change, she looked at Mu Xingfeng with admiration but spoke to An Ran, "Your husband is so handsome and thoughtful. Girl, you are really fortunate."
An Ran was a bit dumbfounded by the aunt’s words. Husband? Mine?
The person beside her took the change calmly and pulled her hand, then softly said, "Thank you."
The fish vendor aunt didn’t expect Mu Xingfeng to speak. His magnetic and deep voice was exceptionally nice, so she quickly waved her hand, "You’re welcome, you’re welcome. Come back next time to buy fish from me. My fish are the freshest around."