"ngng, why did you invite him for noodles? Was that really necessary?" Cui Xudong was burning with jealousy, staring at Liu Wentian with a warning look in his eyes as he spoke.
Liu Wentian glanced at him, then turned to smile at Liu nglou, saying, "Well, having noodles sounds good, so thank you. But can you even cook them? Are you going to cook them for ?"
Liu nglou got the hint that Liu Wentian was only interested in eating noodles she made herself; her face flushed with inexplicable happiness. She nodded and said, "Yes! I can cook noodles, and I'll cook them for you!"
"Bastard! You're taking advantage of ngng!" Cui Xudong suddenly burst out, his face filled with jealousy.
"Huh??"
Liu nglou was startled for a mont, quickly realizing that her words might have been misleading. She glanced annoyed at Liu Wentian but did not really explode. Instead, she grabbed his hand and walked him towards the van as if afraid he would run away.
Cui Xudong grew even more resentful. Knowing Liu nglou's personality, anyone else daring to flirt with her would have already been slapped across the face. It seed clear that ngng had a soft spot for this youngster!
He followed them bitterly, determined to teach this pretty boy a lesson later and show Liu nglou what kind of man a real man is!
What further irritated Cui Xudong was that Liu nglou moved everything from the back of the van to the passenger seat, and then she and the pretty boy sat in the back together.
Liu nglou curiously asked Liu Wentian what he had been doing in Guangyang City these days. Liu Wentian dodged the heavy questions and gave perfunctory answers.
About an hour later, the van stopped in front of a small noodle shop.
The noodle shop looked quite old, clearly having been there for a while; its sign was sowhat faded. It was only one story tall, and the space inside was small, just fitting about a dozen tables.
The location was sowhat remote, so the business probably wasn't doing too well.
It was lunchti, and several custors were inside eating noodles. Behind the cash register was a woman in her forties who bore so resemblance to Liu nglou, though her face showed signs of hardship, likely having not had an easy life. She was the polar opposite of soone like Bai Ruguo's aristocratic mother.
The middle-aged woman was Liu nglou's mother, Xu Xiaoping. When she saw Liu nglou and Cui Xudong returning, she pushed open the glass door to co out and help with the bags, only to see her daughter had brought a stranger back with her.
"Mom, this is a friend of mine, his na is Liu Wentian. He helped once, so I invited him over for noodles," introduced Liu nglou.
Liu Wentian also greeted her, "Hello, Auntie."
"Hello, you're ngng's friend, are you? Well, co on in then."
Xu Xiaoping sized up Liu Wentian a few tis, saying nothing. Her daughter was not young anymore, and it wasn't strange for her to have a few friends. Of course, she couldn't help but suspect whether her daughter might have a different relationship with this young man.
However, she naturally wouldn't ask about it so straightforwardly.
Soon, everything was moved inside, and Liu Wentian lent a hand too. He also t Liu nglou's father, a middle-aged man with a simple and polite appearance.
What surprised Liu Wentian was that Liu nglou's father walked with a limp, evidently disabled.
However, he did not pry too much. They were not that familiar with each other, and he wasn't going to start asking a sick person what disease they had, why they were ill, or if they needed help curing it.
After finding Liu Wentian a spot, Liu nglou poured him a glass of water and placed it on the table, smiling, "Liu Wentian, the best thing here is the braised beef noodles. Just wait a bit, I'll go and cook... make so noodles for you!"
Midway through, she rembered her earlier slip of the tongue, her face turned red, and she quickly corrected herself before she left.
Liu Wentian found it odd. This girl had previously been tough like one of the guys, even speaking roughly at tis. How had she suddenly beco so ladylike?
It wasn't long before Liu nglou's mother ca over, followed by Cui Xudong, who was smirking coldly.
Liu Wentian frowned slightly; if he wasn't mistaken, this guy must have been speaking ill of him to Liu's mother—a big man gossiping this much, no wonder Liu nglou didn't respect him.
"Hehe, Liu Wentian, may I ask you a few questions?" Liu's mother asked with a light smile, though Liu Wentian clearly saw caution in her eyes.
"Sure."
"At your age, you should still be a college student, right? Or have you graduated already? Hehe, Auntie would like to know which college you attended?" Xu Xiaoping asked directly.
"I never attended college, only high school," Liu Wentian laughed as he answered.
Xu Xiaoping slightly frowned, her smile diminishing, "Then may I ask what you are doing now for a living?"
"I work as a bodyguard," Liu Wentian replied.
"Hahaha! A bodyguard? You think you can be one too? I can beat you single-handedly; with your frail build, you call yourself a bodyguard? Please, if you're going to lie, at least use your brain, will you? You're just a little pretty boy trying to deceive ngng's feelings and body! Bah!" Cui Xudong, standing by, couldn't contain his cold laughter, full of disdain.
Cui Xudong was not as tall as Liu Wentian, but he was well-built with considerable strength. He often hung out with little gangs outside, considering himself a good fighter. Liu Wentian, with his lean build and gentle deanor, seed nothing like a muscle man to Cui Xudong, who couldn't take him seriously as a bodyguard or believe in him at all.
Xu Xiaoping's brows knitted tightly, undoubtedly sharing Cui Xudong's views. Imdiately, she sternly said,
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