Early spring, the tender buds at the corner of the wall broke through the soil, exuding fresh green.
Streets bustling with people, the laughter of children lent a faint warmth to the mundane life.
Exiting the boutique, Li Mochan carried an exquisite packaging bag, and upon getting closer, one could sll a faint scent of perfu.
Because they were returning to M country tomorrow, Ye Jiuliang pulled Li Mochan out to buy so gifts for her family.
The perfu from this place was famous, so early in the morning, she had Li Mochan take her to choose perfus.
"Want to grab sothing to eat?" He worried that she might be hungry since she hadn’t eaten much in the morning.
Ye Jiuliang shook her head, her gaze falling on the shopping center across the street.
Recalling the travel guide she read yesterday, her red lips slightly curved, "Let’s go take a look inside there."
"They have motorcycles inside?" Seeing the sparkle in her eyes, Li Mochan couldn’t help but find it amusing.
His little wolf cub only showed that kind of expression when she saw motorcycles.
Sure enough, known by Li Mochan too well, Ye Jiuliang chuckled lightly, "You guessed right, there’s a famous toy model motorcycle store inside."
"You little rascal." Li Mochan stretched out a hand to gently pinch her face, his eyes smiling even more intensely.
"I hope our kid doesn’t fall for motorcycles like you." Otherwise, he’s going to have even more headaches.
Hearing his sudden sigh, Ye Jiuliang was puzzled, "Why not?"
Is falling in love with motorcycles bad?
So cool and fun.
"If that happens, you’d be pulling at my hand, and the kid hugging my leg, if I don’t buy you motorcycles, won’t I be eaten alive by you two?" The words coming out of his mouth were especially vivid.
Ye Jiuliang couldn’t help but chuckle, "So there’s sothing that Li Fifth Master fears, huh?"
Li Mochan raised an eyebrow, "Good to know."
Ahead, the traffic light changed from red to green, and the two of them started to walk at the sa ti, in an extraordinary sync.
Upon entering the shopping center, Ye Jiuliang pulled Li Mochan directly to the model motorcycle toy counter.
The warm orange lighting intertwined within the store, creating a cozy atmosphere.
In the anti, Li Mochan went to the coffee shop opposite to buy her a drink, while Ye Jiuliang browsed alone around the display cabinet.
Looking at the limited edition model motorcycles in the display cabinet, Ye Jiuliang’s eyes shone, wishing she could take all the models back with her.
"Miss Ye?"
A rich, deep voice, carrying a hint of uncertainty.
Ye Jiuliang looked back and unintentionally t the man’s cold, phoenix eyes.
Eyes locked on each other.
Both were briefly taken aback.
Just from seeing her silhouette, Mo Yuan wasn’t sure it was her, but now, unexpectedly, he ran into Ye Jiuliang here.
Regaining her composure, Ye Jiuliang’s lips curled slightly, "President Mo, what a coincidence."
It was surprising to run into Mo Yuan here, after all, no matter how you looked at it, Mo Yuan didn’t seem like soone who would visit this kind of place.
Mo Yuan smiled faintly and approached, glancing at the model motorcycle in the display cabinet, "Miss Ye is here to shop?"
Ye Jiuliang nodded frankly.
"I heard that Miss Ye is a professional racer?" Mo Yuan continued to ask.
"Just dabbling." Ye Jiuliang said casually, "Are you here to buy model motorcycles too, President Mo?"
Mo Yuan replied warmly, "Just looking around."
Hearing this, Ye Jiuliang looked slightly surprised and looked at Mo Yuan with more inquiry, "Is President Mo also interested in these model motorcycles?"
Letting her scrutinize him, Mo Yuan admitted candidly, "This store is mine."
Ye Jiuliang was stunned.
This store belonged to Mo Yuan?
The CEO of Tengyue Group running a toy store, and personally coming to check on it?
Perhaps not even so of Tengyue Group’s subsidiaries have such perks, right?
"Judging by Miss Ye’s expression, you don’t believe it?" A gentle smile climbed onto Mo Yuan’s lips, softening the aura of inaccessibility that he exuded.
For so reason, he just found the little girl Ye Jiuliang very pleasing to the eye; there was a feeling that she particularly suited his taste.
"Miss Ye, do you think I don’t seem like soone who would like these model figurines?"
Ye Jiuliang, rubbing her chin, nodded honestly, "Indeed, you don’t seem like it."
"Heh heh."
Mo Yuan chuckled softly, "Then in Miss Ye’s opinion, what kind of person do I seem like?"
"That’s hard to say," Ye Jiuliang teased.
Upon hearing this, Mo Yuan didn’t get annoyed but instead laughed, switching the topic, "Is there a model figurine here that Miss Ye has taken a liking to?"
"Are you going to offer a discount?" Ye Jiuliang tapped her fingertips lightly on the display cabinet’s surface, asking in a casual tone.
Watching the unconventional young lady before him, Mo Yuan’s eyes flickered with a reluctant sparkle, "No need for a discount, I’ll give it to you."
Ye Jiuliang raised her eyebrows, feeling sowhat flattered, "Give it to ?"
Mo Yuan nodded, confirming with a sound, "Yeah, take whichever you like."
"I cannot accept sothing for nothing, I was only joking just now," Ye Jiuliang declined politely.
It is said that Mo Yuan is Mo Yuan’s adopted son, and his personality is indeed quite different from Mo Yu’s; at the very least, he’s much more likeable than Mo Yu.
Mo Yuan emphasized, "I an it seriously."
"With Mr. Mo being so generous, I’m starting to feel like Mr. Mo has sothing he wants my help with," Ye Jiuliang said humorously.
He promptly went along with her, "Indeed, there is sothing I’d like to ask for Miss Ye’s help with."
Ye Jiuliang: ???
She had ntioned it casually, yet he took it seriously.
Is it too late for her to take back her words now?
"I’ve opened this store without my family knowing, so I’d like to ask Miss Ye to keep it a secret for ," Mo Yuan said warmly.
Ye Jiuliang was stunned, is it that simple?
Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of soone walking in through the door, her lips curving up slightly, a brilliant smile catching Mo Yuan’s eyes.
He was montarily taken aback, following her gaze just in ti to see Li Mochan’s figure entering his line of sight, and he imdiately understood.
"President Li, we et again,"
Mo Yuan stretched out his hand, his voice deep and carrying a hint of aloofness.
Li Mochan handed the hot drink to Ye Jiuliang and then lightly shook his hand, his voice neither warm nor cold, "Quite a coincidence."
Having glanced at his watch and noting that it was about ti, Mo Yuan’s gaze once again fell on Ye Jiuliang, "I’ll say it again, Miss Ye, if there’s sothing you like, just take it. I have another matter to attend to and must leave first, but I’ll invite you both for a al so other ti."
With those words, he gave a slight nod of his head and turned to leave.
Ye Jiuliang didn’t speak out to stop him, her gaze fixed deeply on his retreating figure, her eyes gradually becoming unfocused.
This silhouette really resembles...
"What are you thinking about?"
The clear voice brought her back to reality, and realizing her own distraction, a trace of annoyance crossed Ye Jiuliang’s eyes.
She was being ridiculous.
How could Mo Yuan’s silhouette resemble her father’s? It must be her illusion.
Raising her head, she forced a smile, "Mohan, guess who owns this store?"
"Mo Yuan’s?" He guessed right off the bat.
Ye Jiuliang humd in response, breifly ntioning a few things Mo Yuan had said.
"Why do you think Mo Yuan opened this store?"
Given his status as the president of Tengyue Group, owning this figurine shop was indeed baffling.
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