Chapter 33: Protecting Cabbage



The car stopped at the mall. It was Yan Qing's first time taking her lover shopping in a mall, and it felt pretty good.

After Yan Qing got off the car, Huo Beiting took out a mask.

Yan Qing was a little confused: "What are you doing? Is it so shameful to go out with me?"

Huo Beiting paused in his action of putting a mask on Yan Qing, as Yan Qing's look made him a little confused.

"What's wrong? Aren't you wearing a mask? You've been on camera so often lately, it's better to cover it up."

This made Yan Qing a little angry: "Why? I'm out shopping and it's not okay. If someone wants to take a picture, then go ahead and take it. It's not like I haven't been on the news before anyway!"

Yan Qing casually took off the mask and stared at Huo Beiting with an unfriendly look.

Looking at the two people confronting each other at the car door, people who walked by looked at them curiously.

"What are you thinking?! I'm just worried about you getting into a scandal. I'm just your mistress. Your company is so active online, and I'm doing this for your own good."

Yan Qing didn't believe it and frowned at Huo Beiting. She didn't care about such things.

"What does it matter? I can't have a friend. Besides, the relationship between the two of us is more than just friends."

Yan Qing’s words made Huo Beiting a little excited, and he really wanted to hold her in his arms.

However, he still held back and smiled very gently. He was a gentle and kind young man. At this, Yan Qing's eyes lit up.

"Qingqing, be good and listen. It will only take a moment. We won't take it away after we buy the groceries."

Yan Qing felt that the money he spent was really worth it!

"Okay, okay, I'll take it with me for a while. You should take it with you too."

Huo Beiting didn't have any objection. He took out a mask and helped Yan Qing put it on, and the two of them entered the supermarket.

Yan Qing was in a good mood and planned to cook a few of her signature dishes, both meat and vegetables, so that Huo Beiting could see her cooking skills.

"What do you like to eat? Fish? It would be great to make a soup. Do you like spicy food? I love it. Buy some more chili peppers. You take the car and we'll go to the seasoning section later. We may not have this stuff at home."

It was Huo Beiting’s first time to go to the supermarket to buy food. He was a little surprised by Yan Qing’s proficiency.

"Do you usually buy groceries and cook for yourself?"

Yan Qing was busy shopping, looking forward to the evening meal so that she could show off her abilities. When she heard Huo Beiting's question, she didn't react for a moment.

"This, this isn't often, it's just once in a while. You won't become familiar with it after coming here a few times."

Yan Qing was a little embarrassed, but she found that she seemed to have done something wrong. However, thinking that he was her lover, she didn't care.

"That's about it, let's go back!"

Although it was a bit unexpected, being with Yan Qing gave him the illusion that they were really a couple. When he got home from get off work in the evening, his wife would prepare dinner.

Overall, this bland feeling is pretty good.

"Okay, let's go check out."

Two people came to the parking lot with a lot of bags, but the strap of their mask accidentally broke.

"Oh my god, what kind of cheap stuff did you buy? How can the mask break?"

Huo Beiting was also a little surprised.

"It's okay, let's go back. We won't need it anyway."

Throwing it into the trash can, Huo Beiting helped Yan Qing open the car door. The moment he lowered his head, a flash of light appeared.

Neither of them noticed at this time.

As a popular traffic star, Ruan Mowei still has a lot of fans. Since Yan Qing did not clarify the dirty water that Modou Entertainment had spread against him, many fans remembered Yan Qing.

So, Yan Qing, who became famous all over the Internet because of Ruan Mowei's incident, once again attracted attention because of gossip news.

The photo on the Internet is the one where Huo Beiting opens the car door. Yan Qing's profile is very clear, but because of the angle, only Huo Beiting's back is shown.

When Yan Qing returned home, she was fully prepared and showed off her cooking skills.

There were only two people but they still had three dishes and a soup, and even fruit after the meal, which surprised Huo Beiting greatly.

Before it started, he had already prepared himself mentally and would support it no matter what.

Unexpectedly, Yan Qing’s cooking skills were really good. Huo Beiting was stunned when he saw her knife skills.

In the end, the two of them were very full. Seeing Huo Beiting giving her so much face, Yan Qing felt that he was about to be fascinated by her virtue.

"Don't worry, as long as you do what you should do, there will be more delicious food in the future."

Huo Beiting always felt that this kind of domineering CEO role was not suitable for her.

"You are my financial sponsor, so I should cook for you. Wait for me to practice my cooking skills, and I will definitely not tire you out by then."

Yan Qing feels that the power of money is truly great, and she is also a good sponsor.

The news was originally revealed in the afternoon, and there were many people idle in the evening. Once the photos were published, they were discussed by many people.

Yan's only daughter has her own company, and the love history of this rich lady has attracted many people's interest.

Some people even believed it was Gu Mingche because of the previous scandal with him.

Yan's father also found this news at home. The more he read it, the more he felt that it was somewhat similar to Gu Mingche, and he broke out in a sweat instantly.

Yan Qing, who had just finished cooking and was preparing to change clothes in her room, received a call from her father.

"Dad, I just missed you, so you called me. We really have such a close rapport!"

After hearing Yan Qing's playful words, Yan's father's blood pressure began to drop.

"You didn't call me when you missed me, and you're still waiting for me to call you!"

Yan Qing could tell from the tone that something was wrong, but she had been working diligently recently and hadn't gotten into any trouble!

"Dad, I'll come back to see you in a few days when I'm done with my work. You see, my company is on Weibo all the time, and it's driving me crazy."

It would be fine if he didn't say anything, because once he did, Mr. Yan's blood pressure would go up again.

"Tell me, who is that man on Weibo? Didn't you and Gu Mingche have a falling out?"

The sudden appearance of the photo made Yan Qing a little overwhelmed.

"What photos? Of course Gu Mingche and I have a falling out. We will never reconcile. I wouldn't even want a scumbag like him, even if he's given to me for free. It's been so long, and the company is still standing. It's really annoying."

This beating by Shu Chun made Yan's father somewhat suspicious. It looked like it really wasn't Gu Mingche. Who was that man?

"There are photos of you entering and leaving a shopping mall with a strange man on Weibo. Don't try to deny it."

Suddenly realizing that she might have been secretly photographed, Yan Qing quickly went online and found that it was indeed Huo Beiting, but it was just a back view, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

"This, this is, an ordinary friend. What's the male part? He's just a friend."

Yan's father knew his own daughter well, but once bitten by a snake, one becomes afraid of ropes for ten years.

"I'm telling you, you are not allowed to have any contact with Gu Mingche anymore. If I find out, I'll skin you alive! Also, don't have any contact with men unless necessary. None of them are good people."

After hearing what Yan's father said, Yan Qing couldn't stop laughing. He didn't expect that Yan's father would not even let him go when he started scolding others.

"I understand, Dad. Don't worry, I will never like that scumbag Gu Mingche."

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