Lu Yanchen recognized him instantly—he was the one sitting in the car during the rear-end collision that afternoon. At the time, he had thought the girl in his arms bore a striking resemblance to Mu Wantang from behind, and it turned out to be true.
Just as Lu Yanchen opened his mouth to speak, Mu Wantang slowly pried Mu Qing’s hand away, using enough force that she nearly broke it. “You’ve mistaken me for someone else!” she snapped, giving Mu Qing no chance to argue. With a cold glare, she felt the very air around them had turned foul because of Mu Qing’s presence. “Stay away from me—you reek of vixen stench!” Mu Wantang pouted in displeasure, then slammed her chopsticks down on the table. She had lost her appetite, filled with anger instead.
Bo Shiyue hadn’t expected such an unlikely encounter to happen to them. It was rare for him to take the girl out, and now their mood was ruined. Mu Qing, feeling wronged and leaning on her pregnancy for sympathy, nestled against Lu Yanchen and sobbed softly, “Let’s go. We shouldn’t upset my sister.” The more she played the innocent victim, the angrier Mu Wantang grew. She remembered how Mu Qing and her shameless mother had gradually driven her out of the Mu family—and now they had the nerve to claim she had run away?
In a fit of rage, Mu Wantang swept the teacup beside her onto the floor, where it shattered at Mu Qing’s feet with a sharp crack. “I’m an only child—what sister are you talking about?” she retorted. Bo Shiyue calmly adjusted his cuffs and rose to his full height. Towering at nearly 1.9 meters, he stood half a head taller than Lu Yanchen, his imposing presence making it hard for the latter to breathe. Lu Yanchen sensed instinctively that this man was not to be trifled with.
Walking over to Mu Wantang, Bo Shiyue gently wiped her fingers with a wet wipe and asked softly, “Still hungry?” Mu Wantang rolled her eyes in irritation—a clear dismissal aimed at Mu Qing. How could she eat when she was this furious? Mu Qing, playing the victim again, wept pitifully in Lu Yanchen’s arms, “My sister hates me! She thinks I stole you away! But feelings… they can’t be controlled!” Mu Wantang was speechless. How could someone be so thick-skinned?
She snatched the wet wipe from Bo Shiyue and scrubbed her hands vigorously, even wiping them on her sleeves as if trying to erase every trace of Mu Qing’s touch. The very thought of being touched by that woman disgusted her. As she scrubbed in frustration, Mu Wantang suddenly let out a cry of distress, stomping her feet and bursting into tears right there in her seat. Why? Why did Mu Qing have to ruin her peaceful meal?
The commotion quickly drew attention from nearby diners, and the restaurant manager hurried over to mediate. However, one look into Bo Shiyue’s cold, detached eyes left him stammering, “M-Mr. Bo!” Why was Mr. Bo here? He usually had the head chef prepare meals at the manor for him and the girl he kept in a golden house. This was bad—very bad. Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, the manager asked shakily, “Mr. Bo, what seems to be the problem?”
Seated on the sofa, Bo Shiyue looked down tenderly at the sobbing girl in his arms. “You cry so much, you’ve turned into a little mess. I should just call you Little Crybaby from now on.”
Mu Wantang discontentedly reached out and slapped him, prompting Bo Shiyue to hurriedly apologize repeatedly.
He casually glanced at the restaurant manager.
“From now on, hang a sign at the entrance: ‘No entry for beasts and her’!”
Ah!
This time, not only the restaurant manager but even Lu Yanchen felt his actions were utterly humiliating!
“Sir, regardless of your relationship with Wantang, this is my wife. Aren’t you going too far?”
“Wantang, Mom and Dad are very worried about you. Stop associating with shady people outside!”
Mu Wantang found these words utterly laughable.
By what right was he standing here lecturing her?
Bo Shiyue shot a glance at the restaurant manager. “What, my words don’t carry weight here?”
The manager stepped back in fear. “I’ll take care of it right away!”
Mu Qing watched as this godlike, noble man focused all his attention solely on Mu Wantang. Why did she get all the luck?
Not only did she grow up with Lu Yanchen as childhood sweethearts,
But now she was even with a man like this—why did all the good things happen to her!
Just as Mu Qing was about to say more, the restaurant manager returned with a sign. “May I ask your name?”
Mu Qing instinctively replied, “Mu Qing!”
The manager promptly wrote “Mu Qing” in bold strokes.
“No entry for beasts and Mu Qing.”
The eight characters glared starkly.
Mu Wantang, however, was delighted, even smugly sticking out her tongue at Mu Qing.
Then, happily wrapping her arms around Bo Shiyue’s neck, she planted a loud kiss on his cheek.
“Uncle is amazing! Uncle is the most incredible person in the world!”
“Uncle treats Tangtang the best!”
Bo Shiyue gently tapped the tip of her nose, his eyes filled with adoration as he breathed in the sweet, milky scent clinging to the girl.
Even after sitting in the restaurant for so long, she hadn’t absorbed any of the hotpot odors.
His little girl was indeed the most beautiful and sweetest of all.
Carefully, Bo Shiyue lifted Mu Wantang into his arms and strode straight past the two, heading outside.
This doting gesture caused a stir throughout the restaurant, with many girls excitedly nudging their boyfriends or husbands,
As if complaining, “Look at him!”
Mu Qing, in her late pregnancy, had already been experiencing some abdominal pain today. The minor collision during the rear-end accident in the afternoon hadn’t helped.
Now, gasping with rage, she clutched Lu Yanchen’s arm tightly.
“Yanchen, it hurts, it really hurts~”
In moments, the pain became unbearable.
Lu Yanchen, setting aside everything else, forgot about his planned dinner with friends in the reserved private room. Without delay, he scooped Mu Qing up and hurried outside.
After everyone had left,
The restaurant manager hung the sign at the entrance.
Worried about accusations of discrimination, he quickly printed a screenshot of Mu Qing from the surveillance footage and pasted it next to her name.
This way, any customers with the same name wouldn’t feel targeted or insulted.
A staff member asked, puzzled, “Manager, why are you so afraid? Who exactly is that man?”
The manager waved a hand slightly,
Secretly pointing a finger upward, he whispered mysteriously,
“He’s someone even our big boss would kneel to welcome!”
If it weren’t for the fact that his cherished little wife loved their restaurant’s dishes,
How could an establishment like theirs ever have any connection to the Bo family!
Bo Shiyue had just carried Mu Wantang back into the car when she suddenly grabbed his shirt collar. With a charming smile, her slender waist swayed before his eyes like a water snake twice.
The girl slightly raised her gaze and proactively pressed her delicate lips forward.
Her voice was soft and sweet, the upward curve of her eyes carrying a seductive arc—a kind of allure Bo Shiyue had never seen before.
“Thank you, hubby~”