She froze in his embrace and asked in a low voice, "Why should I be afraid of you?"
"I’m afraid that in your heart, I am a monster."
That tone, that voice, sounded like a helpless child, making her look bewildered yet filled with compassion.
"No! You are not a monster! No matter how many sides you have, I know they are all you, your name is Mo Yunchen, and he is also Mo Yunchen, you both are you."
Once she, Qin Qin, loved, she truly loved, and once she loved, she really loved. Why would she care about these things? In fact, sometimes she thought about how relaxed she felt around Mo Yunchen, and after knowing his affections, she didn’t avoid him, merely dodged slightly. And for Jiang Qingtian, she knew he liked her too, but she ran and hid, even unwilling to give him a second thought. Yet this man was clearly overstepping bounds with her, but she felt not anger, only annoyance and bashfulness. She must have been moved a long time ago, not knowing when it happened.
At that time, Mo Yunchen did not answer her, instead, he held her tightly.
"Then do you like me more, or him more?"
That tone, that voice, caused Qin Qin to push Mo Yunchen away, who was holding her, revealing a teasing look as her beautiful, sparkling eyes stared at Mo Yunchen.
Her voice drifted in the cold wind, and then she laughed and ran ahead.
"It’s so cold, I want to go home."
Afterwards, Mo Yunchen went back overnight, without letting her walk him out.
Until today, he would ask her from time to time, but she has never answered him.
"Qin Qin, what are you thinking about? How can those two be causing a scene? But whatever you say, I will definitely believe you. Order something else." Lu Xue Zhen’s doubtful voice reached her ears.
Qin Qin regained her focus, put down the teacup in her hand, and looked at the couple opposite her. She really wanted to see how these two planned to make a scene, daring to make trouble on her turf in Chuandu City. They must have left home without checking the almanac today!
Zhao Han looked at the couple across with a leisurely expression, a smile of amusement playing on his lips.
Mo Sheng sat quietly on the side, also constantly watching the couple. He had heard that Miss Qin was especially good at fortune-telling; these two must have been predicted by her, "Waiter, come here!"
The young couple angrily shouted at another table’s waiter. The young waiter, wearing Top-Grade Heavenly Fragrance’s custom blue and white porcelain cheongsam, approached the couple with a serviceable smile.
"Sir, what do you need?"
"Need what? Look at what’s in this tea! And what’s with this dim sum? Your stuff at Top-Grade Heavenly Fragrance is so expensive, yet there are such problems?" The curly-haired woman next to the young man pointed angrily at the tea in front of her, costing 188 yuan a cup, and yelled at the waiter.
Such an indecorous shout made the eyebrows of other customers at Top-Grade Heavenly Fragrance frown. Customers who could afford to dine here were all well-off and even well-educated, not likely to make a commotion in public. Top-Grade Heavenly Fragrance was considered a high-end place in Chuandu City, and such an incident was displeasing to everyone present.
The waiter, a young girl in her twenties, followed the woman’s pointing finger, turned pale, but still managed to smile, "Miss, our hygiene at Top-Grade Heavenly Fragrance is completely up to standard, and such a thing would never happen."
In front of everyone, in the cup of fragrant tea, there was a very short hair, and more shockingly, a fly’s wing lay on the pastry in front of the woman.
Hearing the waiter explain this way, the curly-haired woman yelled in anger, "What do you mean? Are you saying that I wronged you? Why would I falsely accuse Top-Grade Heavenly Fragrance for no reason? I spend money here expecting quality service, and this is what I get, and this is your explanation?"
"What’s the matter? Is there something about our tea or dim sum that doesn’t meet your taste?" A woman in her thirties, dressed in loose clothing and carrying an elegant demeanor, walked over—it was Sister Ling, who was once the owner of Top-Grade Heavenly Fragrance and is now officially the hostess.
The waiter saw Sister Ling approaching and whispered something in her ear. Sister Ling nodded.
Sister Ling walked up to the two, smiling slightly, "I think there might be some misunderstanding. How about I replace both items for you? For today, consider the tea on me, how about that?"
The curly-haired woman snorted coldly, "You’re the hostess here?"
Sister Ling nodded with a gentle smile, "Yes."
"Since you’re the hostess, I don’t want to waste my words. I didn’t spend all this money to come here and eat hair and flies. Don’t think I’ll let it go just because you change the tea and comp me. Either you compensate me today, or I’ll make a big deal out of this matter. You can choose."