She knew that with her looks, she could do whatever she wanted here, no matter how handsome the man was.

The woman in pink smiled gently as she watched Mo Beichen walk towards her step by step, her heart pounding a little faster.

Up close, he seemed even more handsome, many times more so than that stinky man over there.

Although her eyes were cold, she knew that once she won him over, she could take him back and slowly cultivate their relationship.

She refused to believe that he could remain unmoved in the face of such a beauty as her.

She glanced out of the corner of her eye at Yun Qingluo, who had just been with Mo Beichen. She saw that Yun Qingluo had her head down and looked rather depressed.

The woman in pink sneered inwardly, thinking, "Serves her right."

Mo Beichen walked up to the woman in pink, but without even glancing at her, he faced the stall owner directly and said coldly, "Wrap up a few pieces of osmanthus cake, steamed chestnut flour cake with osmanthus sugar, and..."

Mo Beichen looked at the various pastries on the stall and wanted to order another one, but for a moment he was afraid of making a choice.

Just then, the stall owner was about to speak when the woman in pink suddenly approached and said softly, "Young master, why not try their rose pastry? It has beauty and skin-nourishing effects, and it's sweet but not greasy—it's very delicious."

Mo Beichen seemed startled when he heard the clear and melodious voice. He took a few steps back and glanced at her coldly out of the corner of his eye before realizing that there was another person standing next to him.

Mo Beichen frowned slightly. How come he hadn't noticed that there was someone standing here?

Remembering what she had just said, I nodded slightly, politely thanked her, and then said to the stall owner, "Then I'll have a few pieces of mung bean cake to cleanse my palate."

The woman in pink was stunned for a moment, her face stiffening as she said, "Young master, have you misheard?"

The stall owner paused, his hand that was about to grab the mung bean cake. "Hmm, could I have said something wrong?"

As soon as Yun Qingluo looked up, she saw Mo Beichen looking at the woman in pink, who was smiling gently.

From her perspective, the two people seemed to be talking about something.

Yun Qingluo's face fell, somewhat unhappy, and she knew it was her possessiveness at play.

That jerk! He said he was taking her to see the lanterns, but he went and started talking to other girls instead.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's just a few words, can't you handle this? No way, you're not really love-struck, are you?" Xiao Yi said exaggeratedly, sensing Yun Qingluo's displeasure.

Yun Qinglu snorted coldly, "What do you know? He has never been this close to any other woman except me. I felt a little flustered for a moment. The woman in pink had a strange look in her eyes, as if she was determined to have Achen."

Xiao Yi didn't see anything wrong with it, after all, it was just a system.

"You're just jealous, that's why you're watching other people's behavior. Why don't you go over and assert your dominance?" Xiao Yi said excitedly.

Seeing Mo Beichen take a few steps back, Yun Qingluo breathed a slight sigh of relief. "I won't go. I trust him. He won't do anything to upset me."

Xiao Yi said sarcastically, "Oh dear, I wonder who was so nervous and miserable just now."

Yun Qingluo said helplessly, "Speak properly. I was just... just momentarily distracted. And when I looked at that woman, she gave me a provocative look, which felt a bit strange."

This must be the first time she's met that woman in pink, so why does she seem to know her so well?

Yun Qingluo concealed her doubts and glanced at Mo Beichen, who was packing pastries. Her doubts subsided.

A smile played on his lips as he turned and walked into a snack shop.

Upon entering the shop and smelling the familiar aroma, Yun Qingluo's eyes lit up. "Boss, give me a bowl of savory tofu pudding, with chili."

"Alright, please wait a moment, sir." The innkeeper hurried over to serve Yun Qingluo after hearing her order.

Only when I got closer did I realize that this was no ordinary woman. Looking at her dignified posture and her simple yet noble clothes, I wondered which family's young lady she was.

He quickly glanced around the shop, found a quiet spot, and led Yun Qingluo over.

He then went out of his way to get a clean rag and wiped the table and chairs in front of Yun Qingluo before inviting her to sit down.

"Our shop is simple, please don't mind, young lady, but our food is very clean. We're a century-old brand, so please rest assured," the shopkeeper said anxiously, rubbing his hands together.

A smile appeared on Yun Qingluo's face beneath her veil, and her voice softened. "Thank you for your trouble, shopkeeper."

The shopkeeper waved his hand repeatedly, telling Yun Qingluo to wait a moment, it would be ready soon.

Yun Qingluo looked around the room and saw only a few people; there was no one around her.

I guess everyone went to the streets to see the lanterns.

After all, the streets outside are much more lively than the shops.

Mo Beichen's face turned cold. Luo Luo said that the people in her hometown were law-abiding and polite, so his thanks were out of humanitarianism. Why is this person so annoying?

Just as annoying as that girl from Luo Luo's family.

Seeing that the stall owner hadn't packed him any mung bean cakes, Mo Beichen's face turned cold. "I want mung bean cakes. Please hurry, my wife is getting impatient."

As she spoke, she took a few steps back, praying that Luo Luo hadn't seen what had just happened.

Thinking of Yun Qingluo, Mo Beichen turned around to look, and almost had his heart stop.

Where is Luo Luo now, in that original spot?

Mo Beichen panicked and turned to leave, but then remembered that the stall owner had been standing facing him and must have seen it.

"Have you seen my wife?" Mo Beichen's voice was impatient, no longer as cold as before.

The stall owner looked in the direction of Mo Beichen's gaze, and recalled for a moment, "Is the lady you're referring to wearing a veiled hat and a cloak?"

He noticed the two people as soon as they appeared.

They look very well-matched standing together.

Mo Beichen nodded quickly.

The stall owner pointed to a shop, the very one Yun Qingluo had just entered.

"Madam, I saw her go into that tofu pudding shop. I suppose she went inside to wait for the young master." After saying that, the stall owner quickly packed up the pastries for Mo Beichen.

"Young master, your pastries are ready. You and your wife look very well-matched. Just by looking at your face, I can tell you're a man who dotes on his wife," the stall owner said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Mo Beichen paused in taking out his silver, then placed the entire bag of silver on the stall. "Keep the change, it's a reward for you. If you can talk, then say more."

Mo Beichen took the pastries wrapped in oil paper, his expression gentle. Without even glancing at the woman in pink, he turned and strode away.

Seeing this, the woman in pink stared coldly at his departing figure.

The stall owner, seeing the woman in pink still unwilling to give up, looked at her beautiful face and said with regret, "Young lady, this young man is not the right one for you. You should try to be more open-minded."