Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Mu Xiaoxiao smiled happily as a result of his sweet talk.
However, she still said, âThereâs nothing I can do about you, huh. Eat more, eat more, you lazy pig!â
Beside them, Ye Sijue wasnât really eating, but was instead piling food into Mo Xiaomengâs bowl, as though he were trying to fatten her up.
Song Shijun looked at them. Grinning, he picked up a fried dumpling for Qiqing. âQiqing, hereâs something you like.â
âOh, thanks.â Han Qiqing continued to eat but realized that Song Shijun was staring at her. âWhat?â
Song Shijunâs eyes made crescent shapes as he smiled. His gaze floated over to the steamed cake that he liked and he smiled at her, hinting.
However, Han Qiqing didnât understand what he was trying to say. âWhat do you want?â
Song Shijun felt a little sad and said bluntly, âDonât you know how to return the favor?â
Have you not seen the two couples around us trying to feed each other?
Was she going to die if she picked something up for him?
Han Qiqing said, âYou have a pair of hands, so you can take whatever you want to eat yourself.â
Song Shijun harrumphed and said, peeved, âReturn that fried dumpling to me!â
Han Qiqing was silent for a while before picking up a steamed dumpling for him. âIs this okay now?â
Song Shijun saw that it was something that he liked to eat and was satisfied. It seemed as though she still knew his preferences.
âI want another one.â A particular someone tried to push her limits.
Han Qiqing could only take another for him.
âAnother one.â
Han Qiqing inhaled deeply and placed the entire plate right in front of him instinctively. âYou can have them all since you like them so much.â
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After breakfast, the bunch of them packed their luggage and put it in the car, planning to drive around near Nanxiang Old Town before heading back to City A directly.
Yin Shaojie hadnât driven here and thus rode in Song Shijunâs car.
âLetâs go to Muhe Bay. We can do bamboo rafting there. Xiaomeng hasnât done it before, right?â Han Qiqing suggested.
Mu Xiaoxiao nodded. âSure, Iâve never done it before either. Letâs go!â
Just as the pair were talking, they suddenly saw Ye Sijueâs car stop in front of the group of people who had gathered in its path.
âWhatâs happening?â
Song Shijun surveyed the situation. His eyes narrowed as he said, âIt seems as though someone is looking for trouble.â
Ye Sijueâs car was in front and some distance from theirs. The people who blocked his car were evidently unaware that the car behind his was with him, and there were even some hoodlums who waved Song Shijun away, indicating that they should leave the area.
A gang of people surrounded Ye Sijueâs car aggressively.
âGet out! You, get out!â
Someone launched the first attack and kicked the door of the car fiercely. He even hollered loudly as a threat.
Ye Sijue frowned. Reaching out, he held Mo Xiaomengâs hand and said softly, âDonât be scared.â
Mo Xiaomeng recognized a person from the group and pointed at him in surprise. âItâs him!â
It was the gentleman who tried to kidnap her yesterday.
It seemed as though this person was still displeased about what had happened yesterday and called up people to take revenge on them.
Ye Sijue swept an icy glance across this gang of people.
There were over ten people and every one of them was an unfriendly-looking gangster. A normal citizen would have been scared stiff long ago and would have caved in to their demands.
However, these people were unlucky, for they met Ye Sijue and his clique.
Upon seeing how Ye Sijue wasnât reacting, the person thought that he was too afraid to get out of the car. He gave the car a few more rampant kicks and roared arrogantly, âI told you to get out! Did you hear me? Get the f*** out of the car!â