Chapter 49 Second Visit to Police Station

By the time Zhang Mo returned to the buffet restaurant, 40 minutes had passed.

As expected, Ouyang Yuanzhong did not leave.

And precisely because he didn't leave, even though breakfast time had ended, the cafeteria staff still didn't dare to leave. They stood together in twos and threes, whispering among themselves.

Ouyang Yuanzhong, who had been anxiously trembling like an ant on a hot pan, instantly adopted a calm and domineering CEO demeanor upon seeing her return, and said in a critical tone, "I just clearly told you that I only gave you three minutes, didn't you hear me?"

Zhang Mo calmly sat down and played on her phone, not even sparing him a glance: "Then why don't you leave? You haven't left, have you?"

Tao Yuan floated back behind Ouyang Yuanzhong. Looking at the man, he knew his end was near, and his face was filled with the joy of revenge.

Ouyang Yuanzhong was naturally unaware of what was behind him. He was simply taken aback by Zhang Mo's attitude. With his family background and wealth, he was used to being fawned over by everyone and rarely encountered someone who dared to confront him to his face.

He had initially intended to instinctively turn and leave, but after glancing at Zhang Mo's beautiful face, he couldn't help but feel a little reluctant. He forced himself to save face: "I'm giving you another chance. Remember, this is your last chance. With my wealth, looks, and background, you'll probably only encounter this kind of opportunity once in your life." Besides, he needed this woman to persuade Han Xiao.

Zhang Mo raised her eyelids and glanced at him, a hint of amusement in her eyes: "Someone like you is quite rare, maybe only 4 out of 1000."

At least, among these four 250s, he is the most outstanding in being despicable.

However, perhaps because he was bad at math, or perhaps simply not very bright, Ouyang Yuanzhong didn't understand Zhang Mo's sarcasm at all. He thought she was praising him and couldn't help but smile slightly: "So, you're saying you've agreed to my request?"

Zhang Mo didn't reply, but instead reached out and touched the bowl in front of her, her beautifully shaped lips curving slightly: "My noodles are cold, could Young Master Ouyang make me another serving?"

Zhang Mo's face was already very attractive when she wasn't smiling, but it was even more captivating when she did.

The address "Young Master Ouyang" sent shivers down Ouyang Yuanzhong's spine, making him feel that her making such a request to him was a way of actively showing her affection.

He knew that she was just a woman, and no matter how strong she seemed, she would eventually submit to him.

So, Young Master Ouyang condescended to stand up and elegantly raised one finger: "Fine, I'll help you this once. But remember, you can't be so spoiled in the future. I don't like spoiled women."

Zhang Mo resisted the urge to break that finger: "Heh."

Coincidentally, Ouyang Yuanzhong dislikes spoiled women, and Zhang Mo dislikes men who can breathe.

Fortunately, the cafeteria staff hadn't left. Two minutes later, Ouyang Yuanzhong returned with a bowl of beef noodles sprinkled with scallions. He placed it in front of Zhang Mo and said in a condescending tone, "I don't know if you like scallions, but since I do, I added some extra for you."

That statement makes absolutely no logical connection.

Zhang Mo glanced at it critically: "I don't eat scallions."

A hint of displeasure flashed across Ouyang Yuanzhong's face: "Then you have to change. Whatever I eat, you have to eat too." Regardless of the relationship, he was used to the absolute submission of others.

Zhang Mo sighed softly, "Whatever, put as much as you want in. I wasn't planning on eating it anyway."

Ouyang Yuanzhong was stunned, then flew into a rage: "Then why did you make me rewrite it?! Are you playing me for a fool?"

The next second, Zhang Mo suddenly stood up and, with quick and decisive movements, shoved a whole bowl of scalding hot beef noodles onto his face!

Amid Ouyang Yuanzhong's agonizing screams and the gasps of the cafeteria staff, Zhang Mo calmly said, "Of course it's because that bowl wasn't hot enough."

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When Zhang Mo returned to the police station, she was filled with emotion.

She's 25 years old and had never been to this place in the previous two decades, but she's already been here twice in just one week, each time for a different reason.

However, the police stations in the city center are in better condition; even the stools are made of genuine leather.

The police station was too righteous; Tao Yuan's ghost couldn't get in and could only squat outside.

Inside the mediation room, Ouyang Yuanzhong had changed his clothes and taken a shower, but the chili oil from that bowl of beef noodles seemed to have been too potent, causing his eyes to still sting. Rubbing his eyes, he slammed his fist on the table and shouted angrily, "I'm telling you, you're dead! I will never let you get away with this!"

"Whatever you want." Zhang Mo looked down at her phone, playing the most difficult Sudoku[1], which was perfect for passing the time.

Across a large mahogany table, Ouyang Yuanzhong pointed and poked at Zhang Mo: "Don't you know how many people are behind me? You dare to fight me?! You! Han Xiao! And your little lousy company, you're all finished!"

Zhang Mo continued playing on her phone: "Oh. I'm really scared."

A moment later, a short-haired policewoman in charge of mediation entered: "Sit down, all of you!" The policewoman glared at Ouyang Yuanzhong, then paused for a moment when her gaze fell on Zhang Mo, but quickly recovered, "You're here to resolve the issue, not to escalate the conflict!"

Ouyang Yuanzhong snorted coldly and sat down resentfully, the metal chair legs scraping loudly against the ground.

Zhang Mo laughed. What a coincidence! It was Officer Zhao again, the same one from last time. But this time, her father's ghost wasn't following him. She wondered if he'd been reincarnated or gone off somewhere for fun.

Upon seeing Zhang Mo, Officer Zhao was speechless. Today was her first day after being transferred from the lower-level bureau to the municipal bureau, and she never expected to run into an acquaintance here.

Especially last time, on the very night the mediation was completed, the eldest son of the Zheng family inexplicably fell and became a vegetable in the hospital. Although the investigation concluded that the accident was caused by the hospital's shoddy workmanship, Officer Zhao still felt that it was impossible for it to be such a coincidence.

Zhang Mo had a very good impression of Officer Zhao. She respected and admired all women who worked hard in an environment where there were more men than women.

Officer Zhao let out a soft breath and looked at Zhang Mo: "Ms. Zhang, are you aware that your behavior may constitute disorderly conduct?"

Zhang Mo lifted her eyelids: "He harassed me, I was just defending myself."

Ouyang Yuanzhong stood up abruptly again, shouting angrily, "Nonsense! Do you have any evidence?! I have no grudge against you, this is the first time we've met, I didn't even know you before, how could I possibly harass you!"

Officer Zhao said again, "Sit down!" Although he sensed there might be other issues involved, judging from the two women's expressions, they were already mostly convinced. "You can't just say things like that, Ms. Zhang. Do you have any evidence?"

Ouyang Yuanzhong swore to the heavens: "I am willing to assist the police in retrieving the restaurant's surveillance footage from that time. I guarantee that I did not touch a single hair on Ms. Zhang's head from beginning to end!"

Officer Zhao looked at Zhang Mo: "Is that so?"

Zhang Mo nodded: "He really didn't have any physical contact with me. He just verbally expressed his desire to keep me as his mistress and invited me to a sex party with him tonight."