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"Then it’s time to get in the car." He gestured for her to enter, clearly implying that if she didn’t get in, he would just stand there indefinitely.
She had been embarrassed enough for one day; she didn’t want to continue standing there, being gawked at like a monkey by everyone.
Left with no other choice, Mo Ran got into the car, and the door was shut. Gu Yixuan then got in from the other side.
"What would you like to eat?" he asked while driving.
He frowned in dissatisfaction, "You’re pregnant now; how can you be so careless about what you eat? I’ve ordered food suitable for you at a Chinese restaurant. Try to eat a bit more when we get there."
Mo Ran really wanted to roll her eyes. If he had already ordered, why bother asking her what she wanted to eat.
"Of course, if there’s something specific you want to eat, we can order more."
Mo Ran shifted her gaze to the window, ignoring his words. With the New Year approaching, there were many people shopping for holiday goods in the supermarket, yet she hadn’t prepared anything.
In previous years, she would go shopping with her sister. This year, being alone, she might as well keep it simple.
Her sister was definitely going to spend it with Yang Tao...
Gu Yixuan glanced at her and, seeing her melancholic eyes, felt a pang of discomfort in his heart.
Upon arriving at the restaurant, Mo Ran kept looking for a chance to call Tang Song but couldn’t find one. Every time she took out her phone, Gu Yixuan would make a grab for it.
His excuse was that pregnant women should not use mobile phones.
To prevent him from taking it away, Mo Ran had to endure and not make the call. It was now five in the afternoon, and she wondered if Tang Song had gone to her house.
She hoped he hadn’t, so she could help out when she got back.
Thinking about returning early, Mo Ran ate quickly, and soon she was full and ready to leave.
"I’m full; it’s time to go back."
"Stop right there!" Gu Yixuan gave her a cold glance, an air of authority about him, "I haven’t finished eating yet. We’ll leave when I’m done."
"You can take your time eating here."
"When I say wait for me, you wait. Why so much back talk?" He had no intention of letting her go. His informants had already told him that Tang Song had bought a lot of groceries and gone to her house.
Were the two of them planning to cook and eat together?
How wishful are they thinking, with him around, they won’t have any chance for an affair!
And this damned woman, does she not have any sense of caution, giving her house keys to a man with ulterior motives!