Madam’s Awakening Shocks The Whole World
Chapter 132 - 130: Him at the Roadside Stall (Second Update)

Chapter 132: Chapter 130: Him at the Roadside Stall (Second Update)

Upon leaving the villa, Jing Feng and Loh Lei and their group said farewell to Qin Qin. They had all wanted to take Qin Qin home, but stopped insisting when they saw the tall figure standing beside her.

As everyone departed, Qin Qin turned and looked at the man beside her, Mo Yunchen, "You should go back now, right?"

Mo Yunchen looked at Qin Qin and nodded slightly, "Yeah."

He then walked toward the parked Rolls-Royce Phantom. The car door opened, and when Mo Sheng saw that Qin Qin still hadn’t moved to get in, he approached her, "Miss Qin, President Mo is offering to give you a ride home."

"There’s no need, I can just hail a taxi to get back," she said, not wanting to be alone with him. She could still recall the last time they were alone together, almost feeling the warmth of his body, a heat so intense it had invaded her dreams on several occasions.

Though it seems like he’s not the same person.

Yes, she probably recognized something different about Mo Yunchen before her; there was a peculiar difference in his personality this time. She had met someone like this a thousand years ago, but she couldn’t cure him. He was sick, not in body but in mind, and she was no deity capable of healing those with psychological illnesses. Shouldn’t he seek out a psychologist for that instead?

"Miss Qin, this is an official villa district; it would take you at least ten minutes on foot to find a taxi. Besides, the weather today isn’t great. Why don’t you get in the car, and we’ll take you home?" Mo Sheng smiled, and Qin Qin’s expression stiffened. She gritted her teeth, having to admit he was speaking the truth; it indeed was difficult to find a ride here.

"Fine, then. I appreciate it," said Qin Qin, glancing at Mo Yunchen inside the car before getting in, though she kept her distance from him.

"Let’s go," Mo Yunchen said in a low voice, noting the deliberate gap Qin Qin was maintaining from him.

Mo Sheng nodded and instructed the nearby chauffeur to drive, and the car moved away.

Qin Qin watched the landscape outside the window as it grew more distant.

Suddenly, something caught Qin Qin’s eye, and she asked the car to stop.

Mo Sheng glanced at Mo Yunchen who, looking steadfastly at Qin Qin, signaled Mo Sheng to stop the car.

The car halted at the roadside, and Qin Qin immediately got out.

The wind was strong by the road, where an elderly woman, around sixty, stood behind a tricycle, watching the passersby. A pot boiled energetically in front of her, flanked by two tables.

Despite wearing a thick cotton coat, the old woman seemed cold, her eyes filled with hope that someone would stop to buy her food, so she could earn some money for her family.

The sound of measured footsteps approached, and a tall, exquisite figure stopped in front of the elderly woman. As the woman looked up at Qin Qin, she noticed the luxury of her clothes and spoke hesitantly, "Miss, would you like a bowl of dumplings? I made them myself, and they taste really good. How about trying one?"

Seeing the elderly woman struggling to speak from the chill, Qin Qin nodded, sat down at a table, and smiled at her, "Please, I’ll have a bowl."

"Ah, just a moment!" The elderly woman, hearing Qin Qin’s request, hurriedly agreed and set about preparing a bowl of dumplings.

Qin Qin’s expression was complex as she watched the old woman’s practiced movements and perceived the happiness from having a customer, a small smile forming at the corner of her lips.

A tall shadow stopped in front of her, and as Qin Qin looked up, she was momentarily taken aback by Mo Yunchen’s towering figure looming over her.

Mo Sheng, observing the simple, makeshift stall, frowned and said, "President Mo!"

President Mo had been the Heavenly Proud Boy from his childhood, receiving only the best of everything, including personal attendants for his food and clothing. He almost never ate outside food because it didn’t meet his standards.

And now President Mo was actually standing in the cold wind, even in a place without a roof, he even... sat down.

Watching Mo Yunchen sit, Qin Qin stared at him in confusion; she thought someone like him would disdain such a place.

The old man saw another person sit down and hurriedly asked, "Miss, would you like another bowl cooked?"

"No need, he can’t eat..."

"Okay!"

The voices of Qin Qin and Mo Yunchen rose at the same time.

She looked at him, not expecting that he would agree, "Can you eat this?! This is not a five-star place!"

Mo Sheng was also particularly shocked, then thought that President Mo had not come to Chuandu City for any official business but to find Miss Qin, so he shouldn’t be surprised now. But a roadside stall, anyway, with no roof, anyway, just in the cold wind, anyway! Could he possibly be eating dog food again?!

Mo Yunchen did not nod but just looked at Qin Qin.

Two bowls of wontons were brought over, and Mo Sheng took out a snow-white handkerchief to wipe the table, then used a clean handkerchief to wipe the chopsticks. Qin Qin was guessing if there was disinfectant, whether he would have taken all these items to be sanitized, and she was very curious about where this man was getting so many handkerchiefs from.

"How many handkerchiefs do you have on you?!" Qin Qin couldn’t help but ask.

Having prepared everything, Mo Sheng replied in a low voice with his legs together, "To answer Miss Qin, there are probably a few hundred in the car."

Upon hearing this, Qin Qin couldn’t help but twitch the corners of her lips; a few hundred, is he ready to wipe down everything wherever he goes?!

Mo Sheng, feeling like he had been gazed at like an idiot, wanted to defend himself; it wasn’t him, it wasn’t him! Everything was for President Mo and Master Mo!

Well, these things were none of her concern.

Picking up the chopsticks, Qin Qin smelled the wontons and found them quite fragrant. Her stomach had long since been growling with hunger. Not caring about the two men watching, she picked up a wonton, blew on it twice and put it in her mouth. The heat made her cover her mouth, her face a picture.

"Slow down!" Mo Yunchen, seeing Qin Qin like this, smiled gently. Then he picked up the chopsticks in front of him, picked up his own wonton and blew on it several times. When the wonton was cooler, he handed it to Qin Qin, "Here, eat this, it’s not hot anymore."

Looking at the wonton in front of her, Qin Qin looked at Mo Yunchen in shock, "No, no need, you eat."

Mo Sheng’s mouth fell open; was this still the President Mo he knew? At last, he could understand what Mo Tang had been talking about.

"I’m not hungry, you eat," Mo Yunchen’s hand stayed in midair, as if he would keep it there until Qin Qin took the wonton.

The old man watching them from the side had a smile in his eyes as he observed the young couple. Qin Qin didn’t want to let the old man keep staring like that, as if she and Mo Yunchen really had something going on between them.

Hastily grabbing the wonton from Mo Yunchen’s chopsticks with her own, Qin Qin swallowed it in one gulp. Mo Yunchen, seeing her eat it, kept his thin lips curled up in a smile that didn’t fade.

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