Chapter 321 - 209: Xiangjun’s Treat

Chapter 321: Chapter 209: Xiangjun’s Treat

Chen Xiao couldn’t refuse her.

He sat down and feigned annoyance. "You can eat spicy food now? Have you forgotten about your stomachache from the other day?"

"It doesn’t hurt anymore! I can eat it. It’s not like a little spice will kill me!"

Chen Xiao was utterly helpless against her. The moment she acted coy, he’d surrender completely.

They were a handsome couple, and with Zhao Xiangjun’s stunning looks, she drew all eyes the moment she sat down.

A young couple walked by with their child, who was about ten years old.

The wife suddenly yanked her husband’s arm. "What are you looking at? Your eyes are about to pop out of your head!"

Startled, the husband quickly looked away, but he kept sneaking glances out of the corner of his eye.

Just then, their child started whining for KFC.

The wife said, "Fine, Mommy will buy you KFC, but you have to study hard, understand? Otherwise, when you grow up, you won’t make any money and will end up like them, only able to afford rice noodles and cold skin noodles!"

She was fuming, so she deliberately spoke loudly, making a veiled jab at them.

Chen Xiao and Zhao Xiangjun heard everything. They exchanged a stunned glance, then looked at each other and smiled.

’Now this is the flavor of life!’

The two of them ate their noodles, playfully fighting with their chopsticks the whole time.

Zhao Xiangjun saw the chili in Chen Xiao’s bowl and said, "You should eat less spicy food," as she reached over with her chopsticks and scooped half of the chili out of his bowl.

"Hey, that’s going too far!" Chen Xiao picked up his chopsticks to snatch it back. Of course, he wasn’t being stingy over a bit of chili; he was worried that she would eat too much and hurt her stomach.

Their chopsticks flew back and forth like they were in a dueling ring, and they were having a blast.

Finally, Zhao Xiangjun giggled and said, "Look, everyone’s staring at us. Don’t we look like a pair of idiots?"

Chen Xiao replied, "You look like an idiot, and I look like a con man."

"What do you mean?"

"Paying the property management fee for a stranger—isn’t that something an idiot would do? And me, making you pay my phone bill and deliver my clothes—doesn’t that make me look like a con man?"

Remembering how they first met, Zhao Xiangjun couldn’t help but smile.

To be honest, it was all a series of very cliché encounters. The only reason such melodramatic things happened was because of their personalities.

Zhao Xiangjun was too kind-hearted, and Chen Xiao was a total novice when it came to everyday life.

It was a melodramatic experience they would probably remember for the rest of their lives, because they both felt the other was their one and only.

Even though Chen Xiao was tormented to hell and back by the Endurance Value when he was out and about, only Zhao Xiangjun could touch the softest part of his heart.

"It’s my treat tonight, and don’t you dare try to pay," Zhao Xiangjun said playfully. "I’m a very generous person, you know!"

As Zhao Xiangjun spoke with a mischievous grin, Chen Xiao just stared quietly into her big, bright, dream-like eyes, his heart overflowing with happiness.

"Xiangjun!"

Suddenly, a woman’s voice called her name. Zhao Xiangjun turned her head and saw her. "Xu Li!"

It was Xu Li, one of Zhao Xiangjun’s colleagues from the store. She had been with Xiangjun in the underground garage the first time Chen Xiao came to pick her up. Back then, another coworker, Sister Nan, had been very envious that Xiangjun had landed a rich boss for a boyfriend, one who drove a Mercedes-Benz S-Class.

"And this is?"

"My boyfriend!"

Ah! Xu Li stared at Chen Xiao in shock. For Zhao Xiangjun to openly call someone her boyfriend—it completely shattered her perception of her.

She couldn’t help but size Chen Xiao up. He was handsome and had a certain charisma, but he didn’t look rich.

In her eyes, rich men were either pot-bellied, red-faced, or at the very least, bald. Chen Xiao fit none of these stereotypes.

’Besides, he’s dressed so casually. The fabric looks decent, but there’s no brand logo. He probably bought it online.’

She couldn’t have been more wrong. Chen Xiao wasn’t one for fashion, but he was now a shareholder in Chanel. The company had recently custom-tailored several outfits for him, a complete wardrobe for all four seasons.

In terms of value, brands like Armani and Versace wouldn’t even come close.

He had just received the clothes and was planning to coax Zhao Xiangjun into getting her own wardrobe custom-made, but she insisted that she wouldn’t wear anything she hadn’t tried on first.

Her tastes were peculiar. Just as she had said before, "a golden palace is no match for my own cozy den." She liked what she liked, regardless of the price tag.

Xu Li, acting overly familiar, shook Chen Xiao’s hand. "Hello, lucky guy!"

Chen Xiao knew what she meant. He really was lucky to have won Zhao Xiangjun’s affection.

"Xu Li, don’t be so dramatic," Zhao Xiangjun said. "What are you getting to eat?"

Xu Li replied, "I’m waiting for my boyfriend to pick me up. He already ate, so I came out to grab a quick bite. I didn’t expect to run into you two!"

It wasn’t surprising, as the staff from their store often ate here.

’That’s strange,’ Chen Xiao thought. ’Her boyfriend doesn’t seem very considerate. It’s still early; how could he eat dinner before picking up his girlfriend instead of picking her up to eat together?’

’What’s even stranger is that Xu Li isn’t mad at all. This woman is surprisingly tolerant!’

"Xiangjun, what does your boyfriend do for work?"

Xu Li felt it would be rude to ask Chen Xiao directly.

Before Zhao Xiangjun could figure out how to answer, Chen Xiao spoke up first: "I’m a salesman."

Xu Li paused, glanced skeptically at his clothes, and decided he wasn’t joking.

Then she said proudly, "My boyfriend is a business owner. His company’s annual revenue used to be 200 million, and this year it’s already reached several billion!"

’No wonder she isn’t angry that her boyfriend won’t eat with her,’ Chen Xiao thought. ’Turns out he’s loaded.’

Zhao Xiangjun said, "I’m happy for you, Xu Li. Tonight’s my treat!"

After saying it, she couldn’t help but laugh at herself for offering to treat someone to a simple bowl of rice noodles.

Chen Xiao watched her rare, playful expression. ’Mm, she’s so beautiful,’ he thought.

This was probably the only thing Xu Li could feel superior to Zhao Xiangjun about, so she latched onto the topic and wouldn’t let go.

"Xiangjun, let me tell you, don’t mind that my boyfriend is old and ugly. He has so many talented young people, even postdocs, working at his company, completely at his beck and call. Whenever he’s in a bad mood, he’ll summon them just to yell at them, and they wouldn’t dare say a single word back!"