Chapter 285: Chapter 285

Yin Qi and Qian Rouxuan finally realized that their embarrassing altercation had been witnessed by outsiders. Hurriedly, they let go of each other, tidied up their appearances, exchanged ferocious glares, and left in opposite directions after throwing out a harsh remark.

The manager wiped his nonexistent sweat off his forehead—thank goodness those two ladies had left!

Wait! The bill for this table hasn’t been settled!

Taking a step forward, he noticed that the items on the table weren’t many. Thinking it over, he decided to let it slide. As long as nothing major happened, that was better than anything! Google seaʀᴄh novel[f]ire.net

Meanwhile, Qian Rouxuan, nursing her swollen and red face, wanted to bring her child home first before calling Han Mingzhe to complain. However, she acted a step later than Yin Qi and lost her chance.

Far away in another city, Han Mingzhe received a call from Yin Qi. After learning the details, he immediately comforted Yin Qi with tender and reassuring words, explaining passionately that it was surely a misunderstanding. "After all these years we’ve been together, don’t you trust my character?" he asked.

However, he failed to see through the phone that while Yin Qi was crying into the receiver, her face was filled with sarcasm and hatred.

Feeling satisfied that he had temporarily placated Yin Qi, Han Mingzhe immediately dialed Qian Rouxuan’s phone number to confront her. "Why did you provoke Yin Qi? Do you have any idea how awkward you’re making things for me? If Yin Qi makes a big deal out of this and wants to divorce me, the collaboration between our families will end. Can you bear the consequences for this?"

But Qian Rouxuan wasn’t someone who would just swallow her anger. The two erupted into a heated argument over the phone.

Enraged, Qian Rouxuan slammed the phone down, her whole body fuming with anger. "Seriously? I’m the one who was more injured here, okay?! Just take a look at my face! Yin Qi’s nails are razor-sharp!"

She couldn’t help but let out a bitter laugh—what a classic example of the crying child getting the milk. She admitted to herself she had made a tactical error this time. But as she thought more about it, her heart grew cold. "Yin Qi attacked me first and yet she could confidently go cry to her husband to complain."

And what about her? Who could she go to?

At this moment, Qian Rouxuan saw Han Mingzhe’s true face clearly, and she became even more firm in her decision to marry Leng Mochen. Among the men in her life, two were already married, and the conditions of those women’s families supported their husbands too. To these men, she was merely someone they played with. None of them were sincerely in love with her.

But Leng Mochen was different. Though he had changed now, as long as Li Si disappeared and John joined the Leng Family, everything would fall into place naturally.

It was said that Leng Mochen had only lost his memory. If she seized the opportunity to comfort him and stay by his side, wouldn’t she have another chance to make him fall in love with her—just like he had back then?

Thinking about the Leng Mochen who had treated her so well back in the day, Qian Rouxuan laughed wildly.

She was absolutely confident, so Li Si must disappear!

And what was Li Si doing at this moment?

She was at W University. Leng Mochen had just called her, telling her to wait at the school and not leave on her own.

Seeing Li Si hang up the phone, Liu Xiaole couldn’t help but tease her: "Sisi, don’t tell me—it’s your man calling you again!"

"You two are so lovey-dovey! You see each other every day at home and still call each other multiple times during the day. As a single person, I’m filled with envy and jealousy—but thankfully, there’s no hate mixed in!"

Li Si laughed, "Haha, Xiao Le! That’s not right! I feel like your words have an ulterior motive. Don’t think I don’t know—An Zhengran is pursuing you. Spill it—when will you accept his pure and devoted heart?"

Even though Li Si didn’t come to school often, every time she did, there was always gossip to hear. Besides the rumors about her allegedly having a foot in two boats, the biggest talk was the news involving Liu Xiaole and the sports minister.

Liu Xiaole rolled her eyes at Li Si, a rare expression of awkwardness on her face. "Don’t listen to their nonsense! It’s not even close to happening yet! Even if I had feelings for him, it doesn’t mean me and An Zhengran will work out!"

"Why not?" Li Si was quite supportive of the two being a couple. With only one year remaining until graduation, if their twilight romance really blossomed, it might even turn into something meaningful.

An Zhengran was quite famous at school. A prodigy from the Business Management department, not only did he play basketball exceptionally well and look very handsome, but according to rumors circulating around campus, he might even come from a wealthy family. He was the ideal Prince Charming in many girls’ hearts—the perfect candidate for a boyfriend.

But unfortunately, his naturally cold demeanor kept most people at bay. Regardless of who he interacted with, his expression was always the same. Female students had even nicknamed him the "Ice-Cold Prince."

When Li Si first arrived at school, she’d heard gossip about him but hadn’t seen him in person yet.

It wasn’t until a campus basketball game that she finally saw him in action. Even she couldn’t help but praise him—this guy had a seriously cool and arrogant demeanor fitting of a domineering CEO!

Oddly enough, despite his standoffish attitude, an accidental encounter had sparked an interaction between him and Liu Xiaole.

Li Si had heard Liu Xiaole recount the story of how they met:

Apparently, Liu Xiaole, being the foodie she was, had coincidentally run into An Zhengran at a small restaurant. Even though they were from the same university and hadn’t had much interaction, Liu Xiaole knew who he was—he was famous, after all!

They had also bumped into each other a few times in the library, so they were somewhat familiar with each other’s faces.

Smiling, Liu Xiaole greeted him with a quick nod, but seeing his cold expression, she didn’t bother trying to strike up a conversation.

She found a table near him, ordered some signature grilled skewers and a bowl of stir-fried rice noodles with extra chili.

Although her family ran a restaurant, it didn’t serve these kinds of specialties. As a result, she often visited small eateries to satisfy her cravings. Her parents indulged her—whatever she wanted to eat, they let her go buy it.

The small eatery had a high turnover of customers. The owner looked at the two individuals occupying separate tables with an awkward expression before suggesting they share a table.

Liu Xiaole was fine with it, and although An Zhengran wasn’t thrilled, he didn’t outright refuse. And so, one person eating alone turned into two people eating opposite each other.

It seemed like it was just a trivial moment, one that would leave no lasting mark.

But life is like popcorn—you never know when it will explode into something unexpected.

After finishing her meal, Liu Xiaole contentedly wiped her mouth with a napkin. Across the table, An Zhengran mirrored the exact same action.

"Bill, please!" Liu Xiaole pulled out her wallet and handed the shopkeeper a fifty-yuan note.

What happened next nearly shocked her. For the first time ever, An Zhengran’s stoic face betrayed a hint of embarrassment—yes, actual embarrassment!

As he reached into his right pants pocket, his hand came up empty. He froze.

That was it. His wallet must have been stolen! Money didn’t matter to him, but the cards and ID in the wallet—that was another issue entirely. His hand shot to his left pocket, but damn it! His phone was gone too! Not even a trace of it was left! These thieves were brutal! (To be continued. If you story, please visit Qidian.com to vote with recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is the greatest motivation for me. Mobile users can read on m.qidian.com.)