Chapter 932: A Three-Year-Old Versus a Two and a Half-Year-Old
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Mo Yongheng’s expression was very aloof, just like the first time had Nian Xiaomu met him.
As usual, he had a huge contingent of bodyguards around him who followed closely behind with every step he took.
Their gazes met with a brief interaction in mid-air. Before Nian Xiaomu could return to her senses, Mo Yongheng had already shifted his gaze away from her. Then, he stared indifferently at the people in front who had greeted him respectfully.
In the end, his gaze landed on Yu Yuehan, who was sitting on the sofa while sipping his coffee.
Yu Yuehan’s status carried a strong sense of presence that could not be neglected anywhere he went.
His formidable aura was still way stronger than an ordinary human even when he had made an attempt to hold it back.
When he heard the sounds of commotion coming from the entrance, he placed the cup of coffee down leisurely. Then, he stood up from the sofa and walked to Nian Xiaomu’s side.
He stared at the people at the entrance with raised eyebrows.
“He’s Mo Yongheng, the member of the Mo Family who I bumped into when I was out disposing of the rubbish the other day.”
“You meant disposing of the condoms.” Yu Yuehan corrected her.
Couldn’t they skip such an awkward topic in a public setting with so many people around?
In any case, he still did the deed in the end even after she had disposed of all the condoms.
He had done so in the glorified name of, “giving her a lesson”.
She wasn’t even sure if she would get pregnant after that.
The moment Nian Xiaomu thought of this, she couldn’t help it and started to silently calculate her fertility period…
Yu Yuehan’s lips curled up in satisfaction when he noticed that she had finally shifted her focus away from Mo Yongheng.
The entire scene unfolded before Mo Yongheng and he narrowed his eyes.
He walked forward and stretched his hand out.
“Young Master Han, I have been looking forward to meeting you for a long time.”
“Same for me.” Yu Yuehan slowly stretched out his hand and the pair shook hands.
After the friendly encounter and the shaking of hands, Mo Yongheng simply retrieved a box from the boutique employee and turned around to take his leave.
The figure in front of Nian Xiaomu had already vanished by the time she raised her head.
Even the back view of the bodyguards had gone…
“Where’s Mo Yongheng?” She asked.
Yu Yuehan replied, “Are you sad that he has left?”
What a green-eyed monster.
He had not even allowed her to take a mere look.
Compared to Nian Xiaomu’s shocked face and her inability to vent her anger, the employees of the boutique, on the other hand, appeared to be utterly love-struck.
“Young Master Yongheng is really cool. I have met him so many times but never once have I heard him speak. I did not expect that he would speak today!”
“I feel that my life is finally complete now even though he only spoke a sentence…”
“Don’t speak. Young Master Yongheng’s voice is so nice and I am still immersed in the memory…”
They were generally like that.
Nian Xiaomu pouted her lips at Yu Yuehan and gestured him to have a feel of it.
Handsome men are shared resources of the universe.
It would be a reckless act of wasting natural resources if one does not look at them!
Yu Yuehan took a glance at her gleeful little face and twisted her head to face the other direction.
In a corner, a few of the younger boutique employees were secretly snapping photos of Yu Yuehan on their cell phones and they were even shrieking in excitement.
“Oh my god! How could such a good looking man exist? My legs are turning wobbly with him standing there, hurry and support me…”
“He looks perfect from every single angle. This is the first time I have seen a man who is more good looking than Young Master Yongheng, my legs are turning wobbly too…”
“Is the lady beside him his girlfriend? I am so jealous!”
“…”
Others were generally a little crazier.
However, a particular someone seemed to think that she could still be further agitated. As he leaned closer to her, he said, “Handsome men are shared resources of the universe. Yeah?”
… What’s with the shared resources, her fiance belongs solely to her.
She could not bear to let the others have a single glance at him.
Nian Xiaomu rolled her crafty eyes. Just when he felt that he had successfully agitated her and was about to straighten his back, she suddenly turned her head around.
She brushed her cherry lips past his thin lips…