Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
It seemed as if Zheng Yan no longer had to hide her irksome feeling toward Mo Yongheng.
In the beginning, she had felt that he was an ingrate as she had always regarded him as a “traitor” who had betrayed the elderly head of the Mo Family.
Afterward, even though she could somehow feel that he had got difficulties that nobody knew about, no one explained to her what exactly happened. In addition, her attitude toward Mo Yongheng previously was really harsh, and he did not seem to like her either.
As a result, both of them gradually started to treat each other with hostility.
When Mo Yongheng saw that Fan Yu was having coffee with Zheng Yan, he merely cast an indifferent glance at her and quickly collected his gaze. It seemed as though he had absolutely no intention of greeting her.
“We’re opposite the Mo Corporation office building. Is it very weird for me to come over for a cup of coffee?” Mo Yongheng replied coldly when he noticed that Zheng Yan continued to stare at him.
Zheng Yan curled her lips and said, “Of course it is weird. Haven’t you been drinking freshly ground coffee the entire time? Coffee that is high-end, luxurious, of good grade. I don’t think Young Master Yongheng would be interested in coffee from a mini cafe like this.”
Zheng Yan spoke in a neutral tone and she sounded neither polite nor rude.
One could not tell if she was narrating the truth, or if she was mocking Mo Yongheng on purpose.
Fan Yu was not in a good position to interrupt as he could tell that the two of them seemed to have harbored grudges against each other.
Mo Yongheng, however, suddenly bent his upright body downward and leaned toward Zheng Yan.
No emotion could be detected from his deep and soulful eyes. As the corner of his lips twitched, he opened his mouth and said, “Ms. Zheng seems to know my preference very well. I didn’t know that you actually paid such close attention to me.”
“My foot! I am not at all interested in you, I merely found out about your preferences when I was helping Xiao Mumu to check your background. Don’t you look at me with such a gaze, even if no men wanted me, I wouldn’t like a disloyal man like you!”
Zheng Yan rambled incoherently in a state of panic.
Mo Yongheng’s gaze darkened the moment she finished speaking.
He raised his eyelids slightly and continued to put on a cold expression.
However, the pressure around them became lower and lower.
He straightened his body once again and reached out to adjust his business suit. Just like someone who had an obsessive-compulsive disorder, he continued to adjust it until not a single crease could be seen before he opened his mouth slowly and said, “Since you are so concerned about Nian Xiaomu, you should know that she has fired the assistant whom I have lent to her. The human resources department could not hire someone new in time and no one could make coffee for me.”
Just as Mo Yongheng lifted his head, the waitress just happened to walk toward him with his cup of takeaway coffee.
“Sir, this is the coffee that you have ordered. This is the highest grade coffee in our store, hope you will like it.” Judging from the way she was looking at Mo Yongheng with shimmering eyes, it was obvious that she was smitten, just like a young girl who was in awe.
However, Mo Yongheng merely took over the bill directly from her and signed it.
He even signed two bills in one go.
He settled the bill for their table too.
As he took the coffee and was about to leave, he cast a cold glance at Zheng Yan and said, “I thoroughly understand why Ms. Zheng does not like me. After all, I do not like superficial women but, it seems as though we could still have a common understanding of certain things.”
After Mo Yongheng had finished speaking, he did not wait long enough to give Zheng Yan any chance to reply and simply left with his coffee.
When he walked out of the cafe, the cool wind blew, instantly soothing his slightly burning head.
He paused in his steps.
As he stared at the cup of coffee in his hand, Zheng Yan’s stunned face—after she heard his ridicule—suddenly flashed past his mind.
He furrowed his brow.
What’s wrong with him today?
Before the incident today, he himself did not even know that he actually had such a poisonous tongue, especially toward a female.
