She couldn’t believe that Mu Shuoqian would lower himself to dine in such a small restaurant; clearly, her text message had catalyzed this.
Li Ruhai and others had seen her early on, but Mu Shuoqian did not make any statement, so they didn’t dare to act, only pretending not to see her along with him. However, their composure was limited, and their glances still involuntarily drifted over here now and then.
No wonder the meeting was abruptly adjourned when Young Master Qian suddenly said he wanted to eat. It’s well known that he never has the habit of treating everyone to a meal after meetings, especially since the meeting wasn’t even over. But everyone was actually relieved. He was in a foul mood that day, having scolded them all during the meeting, so if going to eat could ease his temper, they’d endure fewer rebukes.
Li Ruhai initially thought Young Master Qian might go to the Xiangshan Club or a restaurant of the Pujing Group. But following his car through the main and side streets led them to this secluded little restaurant, which was even smaller than his living room.
However, upon entering and seeing Gu Qili sitting there, he instantly understood why Young Master Qian would come all this way to eat—his little translator was here.
Soon after, Yuan Yi came in, bringing Mu Shuoqian’s cutlery over. Likewise, he pretended not to recognize Gu Qili and just walked stiffly past her.
Though everyone at the big table pretended not to know her, Mickey recognized Mu Shuoqian. She kicked Gu Qili under the table, and Gu Qili kicked her back. Both of them appeared calm on the surface but communicated with their feet underneath.
Chen Yishu had some dishes, and putting down his chopsticks, he said, "I finally remember who he is."
Mickey and Gu Qili both looked at him.
Chen Yishu had been staring at Mu Shuoqian since he entered. This man had made him taste the bitterness of defeat in a one-on-one basketball game. How could he forget? He felt familiar already that day, and seeing him again today, combined with his aura and demeanor, he suddenly remembered his name.
He rarely appeared in newspapers, news shows, or magazines, being someone who didn’t like to show his face. Chen Yishu remembered him, thanks to Chen Jiehui.
Both Gu Qili and Mickey remained silent, their minds clear as mirrors about the situation, only Chen Yishu was unaware.
Previously, Gu Qili had rejected Chen Yishu’s confession and hadn’t told him she liked someone else because even she wasn’t sure about her feelings for Mu Shuoqian at the time. Now, having just confirmed her feelings but not having had the chance to tell him, she didn’t want him to continue persisting; he deserved better. Googlᴇ search novel※fire.net
"He is Mu Shuoqian, the CEO of Pujing Group, the ’Pujing’ that came to recruit at our school," Chen Yishu glanced lightly at the table.
"Why aren’t you two surprised at all?" he asked curiously, observing the peculiar expressions of the two girls opposite him.
Upon hearing this, Mickey quickly laughed and said, "We know him, saw him in a magazine."
"Really? He certainly seems like the type you girls would like," he said, glancing at Gu Qili, who had been distracted since earlier.
Gu Qili put down her chopsticks, finally swallowing down that piece of char siu.
Although Mu Shuoqian hadn’t looked at her, she always felt as if two fiery gazes were burning holes through her. His group entered, ordered their food, and just waited there while Mu Shuoqian played with his phone.
Soon, Gu Qili’s phone buzzed. She checked it and almost exploded: Why are you staring at me instead of eating?
With such a significant presence right there, looking rather unfriendly, how could she possibly not notice him?
Gu Qili regretted adding the name ’Chen Yishu’ to the message; this meal would be anything but peaceful.
"I don’t feel like eating anymore. The sight of meat makes me nauseous," Gu Qili said apologetically as she put down her phone.
She couldn’t face eating at two tables across from him, feeling somewhat guilty.
"Are you feeling unwell?" Chen Yishu immediately asked with concern.
"It’s nothing, let’s go sing," she suggested.
Gu Qili picked up her bag and stood up.
Chen Yishu and Mickey quickly followed her out.
Chen Yishu looked back inside as he reached the door, just as a dish was being served at their table. However, no one touched their food since the man in the main seat was still looking at his phone.
"Qiqi, your man really clings to you, following you all the way here," Mickey said teasingly as she pinched her quietly.