Ordering Food Just as the Wedding Banquet

Zhou Mo had a favor to ask, so she knew she had to be the one to treat. It would definitely cost her a fortune. She opened her WeChat wallet and tearfully looked at the 2,000 yuan balance. The money she had earned from selling goods this month was about to vanish.

On Saturday afternoon, Zhou Mo tidied up and applied essential oil to her long hair. She looked at herself in the mirror and gently brushed her hair, instantly making it look elegant and natural.

Zhou Mo was used to having long hair since she was a child, and she hadn’t given up on it even when she entered high school, despite the time-consuming maintenance.

Now, Zhou Mo took extra care of her hair.

Zhou Mo could forgo using facial creams, sunscreen, and other skincare products, but she couldn’t neglect her hair care routine. It was also because of that she had some financial pressure.

She casually took out a hexagonal compact mirror from her shoulder bag and checked her reflection. Satisfied, she walked out.

Zhou Mo chose to wear glasses only to make herself look less foolish, even though falling for Yu Yizhou had already made her appear quite foolish.

As soon as she stepped out, Fang Shuo sent her a message with the private room number.

Zhou Mo felt a little embarrassed since she was the one seeking help and should be the one to host the meeting. She was about to apologize when Fang Shuo seemed to have an extraordinary perception, even through their messages. He sent another message: “Miss Zhou, there’s no need to be formal. Professor Shen introduced you, so it’s only natural for us to host.”

Zhou Mo sighed. It seemed that people who worked for big bosses were indeed different.

She admitted that she couldn’t match Fang Shuo’s ability to perceive and adapt to others.

Following the address, she arrived at “Conquer the Central Plains“. A waiter opened the private room door for Zhou Mo.

Inside, there was only a slim and bespectacled young man.

As soon as Zhou Mo entered, he stood up and greeted her, “You must be Miss Zhou. I’m Fang Shuo.”

“Hello, Mr. Fang.” Zhou Mo shook his hand politely, and her gaze shifted inside the room. However, she didn’t see any sign of the other person, and she felt a sense of unease. “Where is Lawyer Liang? Hasn’t he arrived, or...”

Fang Shuo’s eyes evaded hers, then he quickly put on a polite and courteous smile. “Mr. Liang has something to attend to and will be a little late. What would you like to eat, Miss Zhou? Let’s order right away.”

Clearly, Fang Shuo was trying to divert Zhou Mo’s attention.

Zhou Mo felt even more anxious. She couldn’t understand the intentions of such a big boss. Was he willing to help or not?

She could only go with the flow and awkwardly prepare to order under Fang Shuo’s arrangement.

The menu was thick and colorful, with enticing pictures of food. However, Zhou Mo couldn’t muster any interest in choosing the dishes.

After much contemplation, regardless of politeness or respect, Zhou Mo closed the menu and prepared to ask for clarification.

However, her movement was a little forceful, and the menu made a loud “snap” as it closed.

Fang Shuo was startled, thinking he had upset Zhou Mo. He immediately explained, “I’m sorry, Miss Zhou. Mr. Liang has some personal matters to attend to, so he won’t be able to come for a while.”

“Oh, I see,” Zhou Mo wasn’t surprised. How could she expect to easily meet the boss of one of Dongjiang’s top companies?

But why was Fang Shuo so nervous?

Zhou Mo didn’t understand.

Seeing that Zhou Mo had no emotional response, Fang Shuo was also taken aback. “Miss Zhou, aren’t you angry?”

Zhou Mo was confused. “Angry? Why should I be angry?”

Fang Shuo scratched his head, feeling a bit at a loss, and stuttered, “Well... Mr. Liang... He went to see his girlfriend.”

“And then?” Zhou Mo still found it all quite baffling.

Fang Shuo couldn’t believe his eyes as he looked at Zhou Mo and emphasized once again, “His girlfriend! I’m talking about his girlfriend!”

Zhou Mo’s eyebrows furrowed. “I heard you clearly. But what does his girlfriend have to do with me?”

Fang Shuo became flustered, scratching his head and looking completely at a loss for how to explain.

In the midst of the stalemate, the door of the private room opened again.

Zhou Mo turned around to look at the door.

There, at the entrance, she saw two familiar faces. One was Liang Dongyan, and the other... made Zhou Mo’s heart skip a beat.

It was Han Chen...

Fang Shuo quickly got up and greeted Liang Dongyan, saying, “Mr. Liang, you’re here. Miss Zhou has been waiting for a while.”

Liang Dongyan nodded and waved his hand, signaling for Fang Shuo to step aside. He then said to Zhou Mo, “I apologize, Miss Zhou, I had something come up.”

Looking at Han Chen behind him, Liang Dongyan introduced, “This is Han Chen, he is...”

“We know each other,” Han Chen suddenly interjected, his gaze fixed on Zhou Mo.

Zhou Mo was taken aback, feeling that Han Chen’s gaze was extremely cold and seemed capable of killing someone.

Liang Dongyan’s gaze shifted back and forth between Han Chen and Zhou Mo, with a look of disbelief. He asked, “You two really know each other?”

“Yeah,” Han Chen responded in a low voice, then walked directly to the opposite side of Zhou Mo, pulled out a chair, and sat down. “Let’s order. I’m hungry.”

Liang Dongyan instructed Fang Shuo to call the waiter over. As he passed by Zhou Mo, he politely said, “Please have a seat, Miss Zhou.”

Zhou Mo nodded slightly, feeling puzzled as she stole glances at the two people in front of her. What was their relationship? Why did they come together?

“Forget to introduce, Han Chen and I are cousins,” Liang Dongyan explained proactively.

Zhou Mo suddenly realized that she hadn’t realized Liang Dongyan and Han Chen’s mother, Liang Xinyun, had the same surname.

“Hello, cousin,” Zhou Mo sweetly greeted out of habit.

Her thinking was simple: since she needed help, she should try to get closer to them.

However, this unintentional “cousin” startled both Liang Dongyan and Han Chen.

Looking at their surprised expressions, Zhou Mo inwardly thought: Oops, did I call them wrong?

She nervously asked, “What’s wrong? Could it be that he’s not your cousin but your younger cousin?”

Liang Dongyan burst into laughter, and he glanced at Han Chen, saying, “No, I’m older than Han Chen. You didn’t call me wrong. It’s just that your ’cousin’... Is it just like what Han Chen calls me?”

Zhou Mo: “...”

She hadn’t considered that.

Suddenly, Han Chen got up and walked around the table toward Zhou Mo.

Zhou Mo watched him warily. “What are you doing? I just called you ’cousin’, didn’t I?”

She thought Han Chen was angry because she had taken the liberty to regard him as family.

Han Chen didn’t say anything but gave her a deep gaze. His eyes focused on her carefully styled hair and then moved downward, thoroughly scrutinizing Zhou Mo.

His intense gaze made Zhou Mo feel uneasy, as if she were being inspected like a criminal by a police officer looking for drunk drivers.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“You’re wearing makeup and perfume,” Han Chen casually remarked. He didn’t hesitate to take the menu from under Zhou Mo’s arm and turned to sit next to her, opening the menu.

Zhou Mo glared at him from the corner of her eye and silently cursed him as a madman.

Just then, Fang Shuo entered with the waiter.

Han Chen flipped through the menu listlessly and ordered, ” Mr. and Mrs. Smith, Braised Chicken, Sixi Meatballs.”

Fang Shuo teased, “Dr. Han, are you ordering according to a wedding banquet menu?”

“No, I just feel like eating them,” Han Chen closed the menu and handed it to Zhou Mo.