Chapter 42 We Are Not Suitable
"One million and two hundred thousand isn't enough. Your appetite is too big."
"You are so rich, it's too cheap for us to ask you for 1.2 million."
"How much money do I, a teacher who runs a Taekwondo gym, have?"
"Just pretend. Don't think I don't know that you drive a sports car to and from get off work every day. That sports car is worth millions."
"That car belongs to someone else, and I just lent it to drive."
"I don't believe it! Anyway, you have until tomorrow to give us three million. If we don't get the money tomorrow, your photo will be seen by everyone online."
"Where can I raise so much money in such a short time?"
"No matter what method you use, we have to see the money tomorrow. Tomorrow at noon, at the Xingxing Café across from our old school, we have to hand over the money and the photo. You'd better not play tricks, or your photo will be seen by everyone."
Wenxi hung up the phone, checked the recording, made a backup copy to make sure it was correct.
In the evening, at Huating Villa, Mu Yansen looked at the table full of delicious food, but he had no appetite at all. He had a sullen face and did not speak or pick up his chopsticks.
Sister Zhao and several servants stood there in fear. For the past few days, the eldest young master only took a few bites of the food at every meal and then threw down his chopsticks and left. Today, he didn't even touch his chopsticks.
Several of them would steal glances at the young master from time to time, their eyes full of anticipation.
Young Master, why don't you take a few bites? Are you dissatisfied with the food? Are we about to be fired?
Finally, Sister Zhao mustered up the courage to ask, "Master, is the food not to your liking?"
"I don't have much of an appetite. Maybe it's hard to enjoy eating alone."
Sister Zhao's eyes rolled around. What did the young master mean? Sister Zhao immediately realized that the young master was thinking about the young mistress and wanted her to have dinner with him.
Because of what the eldest young master said to the eldest young mistress at that time, she didn't dare to come back for dinner for a while. Now she knows that it's boring to eat alone.
If I had known this would happen, I wouldn’t have done it in the first place!
"Master, how about I give Madam the call?"
Mu Yansen didn't say anything, and Sister Zhao decisively called Wenxi.
"Madam, the truth is, I accidentally cooked too much food today. Can you come back for dinner? You can't refuse, or else these dishes will have to be thrown away. I'm old and can't stand seeing them wasted. It would be a shame to throw away such expensive dishes."
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"Sister Zhao, you guys can eat too."
"Oh, I can't bear to do that! I can't bear to do that! We can't break the rules, or we won't be able to work in this industry anymore."
Wenxi was actually preparing to go back. Today was Monday, and they weren't busy with training. Since Sister Zhao had said so, she decided to go back and eat. She also hated wasting food.
"Okay, Sister Zhao, then you can save the leftovers for me. I'll be back soon."
"Okay, Madam."
Sister Zhao hung up the phone happily.
When Wenxi walked in, he saw Mu Yansen sitting at the dining table.
Huh? Mu Yansen hasn't eaten yet either? This is awkward. Last time, they said they wouldn't prepare her portion, and she was planning to come back today to eat the leftovers. He probably wouldn't say anything. What should she do now? Should she go upstairs first and wait for him to finish before she comes down to eat?
Mu Yansen saw her, but he was too embarrassed to ask her to come over.
Sister Zhao guessed that the eldest young lady would be back soon, so she went to heat up the dishes. When she brought the dishes out, she saw the eldest young lady coming back.
"Madam, please come and sit down. Everything is ready."
"Sister Zhao, I'm going upstairs to wash up first and will come down to eat later."
"Just come over when I tell you to. Do you need someone to pull you over?"
The atmosphere became awkward again, and Sister Zhao was exhausted.
"Master, do you know how to coax your wife? If you keep going like this, the mistress will be pissed off and run away again."
"Madam, this food will be too cold if it gets cold. Come and sit down. The young master has been waiting for you for a long time, but he hasn't eaten a single bite since you came back."
Mu Yansen glared at Sister Zhao and said, "Stop talking too much!"
Sister Zhao quickly ran away with the tray.
Wenxi looked at Mu Yansen in confusion, and when he saw that he didn't say anything, he walked over and sat down.
At the dining table, there were only the sounds of dishes and chopsticks colliding and people chewing.
Wenxi was very focused in front of the food. Mu Yansen didn't say anything, so she could concentrate on eating.
Home-cooked food is still delicious.
Mu Yansen watched Wenxi eat with relish, and his appetite inexplicably improved. This was the day he ate the most in the past few days.
Sister Zhao came out to collect the dishes and was so happy to see the empty plates that she couldn't stop smiling. She loved the eldest young lady the most because she never wasted any food during the meal.
After going upstairs, Mu Yansen wanted to pull Wenxi for a passionate kiss, but Wenxi turned her face away.
Mu Yansen's face darkened. "Why, are you still angry? Didn't we talk it over?"
Mu Yansen felt like he and Wenxi had opened up, yet it felt like they hadn't. This woman was still indifferent to him, as if she was deliberately avoiding him.
Wenxi stepped back a few steps and said, "Mr. Mu, I've thought about it for a while now. I don't think we're suitable for each other. Let's just go back to a simple business relationship."
Mu Yansen narrowed his eyes and looked at her, "Just because I didn't help you this time?"
"No, I just feel that Mr. Mu hasn't let go of Miss Bai. Miss Bai is also targeting me because of you. I don't want such a complicated relationship. So let's just go back to our previous relationship, which is purer."
"Whatever you want!"
The master bedroom door slammed shut.
Sure enough, he was only a little interested in her, not that much in love with her. When she asked him to break up, he agreed without any regrets.
I knew it would be like this, but my heart still aches beyond measure. From the beginning to the end, she was the only one who was serious. How could she be so stupid? She just couldn't learn to control her heart.
After Mu Yansen entered the room, he paced back and forth in front of the French window in anger. Who gave this woman the courage to say that they were not suitable? He hadn't even given up on her yet, but she was being pretentious.
Very good! Very good! Did she think that he, Mu Yansen, had to have her? If he just made a move, countless women who were prettier and had better temperaments than her would rush over to him. He didn't care about her at all!
It was really infuriating, he had to talk to someone.
A call was made to Lin Mo, who was having a good time.
"Hey, how come President Mu has time to call me? I asked you out several times, but you ignored me and were busy going home to be with your wife."
"Speak nicely, I'm not going home to be with my wife, I just don't want to go out fooling around with you."
"Can you talk? Why are you fooling around with me? I just came out to relax. I'm not doing anything wrong. Tell me, what do you want from me?"
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"Speak up, or I'll hang up."
"Why are you in such a hurry? I haven't figured out what to say yet."
"Mu Yansen, you also have times when you feel embarrassed, hahaha."
"You'd better tone it down!"
Lin Mo shut up, but still couldn't help laughing silently.
"Is it about my sister-in-law?"
"Don't call her sister-in-law, she's not my wife yet."
It seems that he had a quarrel with his sister-in-law.
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