Chapter 298 - Why Did He Feel Unhappy When Tang Mo’er Smiled at Her Ex

Chapter 298: Why Did He Feel Unhappy When Tang Mo’er Smiled at Her Ex

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Lu Yan’s perfectly crafted face instantly darkened, glaring at An’an with his brown eyes. Displeasure and disapproval were reflected back at her as he silently warned her about her actions.

An’an lowered her head and continued eating the milk pudding without another word.

Tang Mo’er then walked out and smiled. “Hello everyone, I’ve prepared dinner. Tonight I’ll be serving... blanched vegetables.”

The maid brought out a large pot and a generous portion of vegetables.

Han Xiaowan instantly piped up, her voice full of disdain, “Miss Tang, you’ve only prepared blanched vegetables? You don’t even need culinary skills to prepare blanched vegetables. How dare you even serve like this? It’s disrespectful to the competition itself!”

Tang Mo’er raised her brow while looking over at Han Xiaowan. “Miss Han, you can choose not to eat what I’ve prepared, but I’d strongly recommend that you don’t. Blanched vegetables help with weight loss, you’ve gained some weight since I last saw you, haven’t you?”

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Han Xiaowan instantly lowered her head to take a look at her figure. Women were the most sensitive about people commenting about their weight gain.

Huo Beichen crossed his legs while behaving impatiently, rushing her along with a king-like attitude. “Hurry and cook, I’m hungry!”

“...”

Someone else walked over too. An’an held her bowl in her hands and sat down.

Tang Mo’er looked at An’an, she wasn’t even 18 years old, but already behaved like an ice princess. She had a heart that was just as exquisitely made as the snow in the winter.

Tang Mo’er used her chopsticks to pick up a huge piece of steak, placing it in An’an’s bowl. “An’an, you must eat more meat.”

She wasn’t sure whether it was because An’an was Gu Mohan’s little sister, or because this girl just invited sympathy, but Tang Mo’er was very fond of An’an.

By now, half of the crowd had gone over to Tang Mo’er’s side.

Lu Yan didn’t move, he continued his conversation with Mr Meissen while they drank. It wasn’t clear what they talked about, but when Lu Yan laughed, his eyes exuded the enigmatic charisma of a mature man.

Fu Qinglun stood up as he received a call in a dark corner of the dining room. Perhaps he was dealing with work, and he placed one hand in his trouser pocket, leaving everyone to mull over his perfect back view.

Han Xiaowan clenched her fists in anger. She had anticipated that Tang Mo’er would lose the contest, but two of the wealthy families were already on Tang Mo’er’s side.

There was still Fu Qinglun to go, but since Lin Shiyu was on Tang Mo’er’s side, Han Xiaowan couldn’t predict which side he would eventually lean towards.

Biting her lip, Han Xiaowan gave the waiter a signal.