Chapter 133: Can

Chapter 133: Chapter 133: Can

"Do you mind if I sit here?" Yang Chen approached slowly, not disturbing Mo Qianni who was busy pouring herself a drink.

Mo Qianni, upon hearing the familiar voice, gently lifted her head. Perhaps she had been drinking for a while, her charming face adorned with a rosy flush, exuding an unmatched allure.

"Why is it you?" There was a hint of incredulity in her words, yet also a hint of pleasant surprise.

Yang Chen sat down gracefully, helping himself to a pair of disposable chopsticks and a slice of spiced beef. He spoke as he ate, "I came out for a drive, and somehow ended up here. Just happened to be hungry, remembered this food stall, and lo and behold, you're here too."

Mo Qianni could tell Yang Chen wasn't lying. She smiled faintly and said, "Do you know, that sentence you just said is actually from a song."

"What song?"

"Allow me to settle the dust, bury the past in silence, I came from the sea amidst storms, only to retire in this desert. The things we should hide are always clear, a thousand words can only express love silently. Oh, so you're here too." Mo Qianni softly sang, her voice delicate and gentle, as if narrating some poignant story.

"You sang it beautifully, even though it's the first time I've heard this song."

"That's because, we are indeed here." Mo Qianni poured herself another glass of white wine and took a sip.

Yang Chen remembered the first time he came here with Mo Qianni, she was also sitting alone like this, pouring her own drinks. It reminded him of those wandering heroines from ancient times, who, despite their solitary existence, exuded an air of freedom.

Perhaps no one would have expected that Minister Mo, who appeared confident and glamorous in public, would have such a simple and unadorned side.

For a moment, neither of them spoke. After a brief silence, Mo Qianni finished her drink, only to realize that the bottle was empty. She looked at Yang Chen with a complex expression and asked, "Are you really just out for a drive?"

Yang Chen paused, actually, he didn't want to face Lin Ruoxi and the senior, Zeng Xinlin, which was why he hadn't returned home. Thinking of Mo Qianni's relationship with Lin Ruoxi, he suddenly asked, "Miss Mo, do you know Zeng Xinlin?" Gét latest novel chapters on nov(e)lbj/n(.)c/om

"Zeng Xinlin? How do you know him?" Mo Qianni also seemed surprised.

"Today, when I came back home, that Zeng Xinlin was chatting with Ruoxi in the living room, but I didn't quite like listening, so I came out," Yang Chen explained briefly.

Mo Qianni glanced at him meaningfully and chuckled teasingly, "Feeling threatened?"

"What threat?" Yang Chen retorted.

Yang Chen hoped that they would take care of themselves, or perhaps those from the Yan Huang Iron Troop would "intervene" and send them back to their island country, sparing him from headaches.

However, it was evident that as long as the Yaqi Society didn't threaten the interests of Yan Xia, the Yan Huang Iron Troop wouldn't easily wage war against them. Dealing with the three men would undoubtedly entail paying a hefty price.

It seemed necessary to escort Mo Qianni home. He owed her a lot. Although they didn't have a deep relationship, she had been kidnapped because of him, and Yang Chen felt guilty if he didn't accompany her home.

After getting into the car, following Mo Qianni's instructions, they drove for more than twenty minutes before arriving at the apartment where Mo Qianni lived.

It was a small villa complex located in the southern suburbs of the city, with elegant scenery and clean streets, exuding a chic atmosphere.

It was already midnight. After parking the car downstairs, Mo Qianni didn't immediately get out. In the dim light of the car, she looked at Yang Chen with a questioning expression. "Where are you going?"

Yang Chen hesitated for a moment. "Where else can I go? Of course, I'm going back."

"It's already very late, it'll take almost half an hour to get back to Longjing Garden from here," Mo Qian Ni said.

"What can we do about that? I can't just sleep at your place, can I?" Yang Chen joked.

"You can," Mo Qian Ni's response came unexpectedly, leaving Yang Chen somewhat puzzled. In the quiet of the night, with just the two of them, and the woman being a beauty worth admiring, yet here she was, suggesting he could spend the night at her place.

Now, Yang Chen wasn't adverse to a night of intimacy, especially considering the woman's undeniable allure.

However, considering Mo Qian Ni was Lin Ruoxi's close friend, and her expression was so calm at the moment, he hesitated and asked, "Miss Mo, this might not be appropriate, right?"

"Don't overthink it. Even if I were truly desperate, I wouldn't just settle for anyone. I just feel it's too late for you to go back, it would disturb Ruoxi and Mrs. Wang's rest, and you must be tired after the day. Since you've been kind enough to drive me home, it's only fair I offer you some hospitality. But if you're not comfortable, it's fine," Mo Qian Ni explained.

With the girl saying this much, if he hesitated any further, he wouldn't seem like much of a man. Plus, Yang Chen was indeed fatigued from driving. Though his body might not tire easily, his mind was weary.

"Alright then, I'll thank Miss Mo for her kindness," Yang Chen smiled, turning off the car. Hearing Yang Chen's agreement, a hint of joy flashed across Mo Qian Ni's lips, but she quickly concealed it, saying, "Let's get off the car, my place is on the third floor."

"Oh, wait," Yang Chen stopped Mo Qian Ni, a bit shyly, "Let's make it clear beforehand, you can't do anything inappropriate to me while I'm asleep!"

Mo Qian Ni really wanted to slap this shameless man. Through gritted teeth, she said, "Rest assured, only pigs sleep at home, even if they're strong, I wouldn't take a fancy to them!"