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Chapter 42: Finding Her (1)
Half an hour later, Su Yu’s luxurious car drove into a food street outside X High School.
Su Yu sat in the car and his expression was dark as he looked at the rice noodle shop with its shabby door, simple signboard, narrow space, and several napkins on the ground. “Are you sure you want to treat me to a meal here?”
“Of course…” Rong Yan got out of the car.
Closing the car door, she called out to Su Yu, who was leaning out of the window. “Young Master Su, aren’t you coming? This is my favorite rice noodle stop outside of my high school. Although the taste is ordinary, they’re generous with the serving. I haven’t been here for a long time. Thank you, Young Master Su, for letting me treat you to lunch. With this, I could relive my high school days.”
Rong Yan’s high school life was not good at all. She was like a top that did not stop and kept on turning. Other than going to school, she spent the rest of her time working part-time.
In her whole high school life, the most wonderful memory Rong Yan had was sitting here quietly and eating a bowl of hot rice noodles.
There was no need to rush to work and go back home to see Yang Yan’s mean face.
Su Yu looked stunned for a moment, but he still got out of the car.
He slung his arm over Rong Yan’s shoulders and said fiercely, “If it tastes bad, I’ll let this shop disappear forever.”
Rong Yan glanced at the arm around her shoulders. His fingers were long and slender, but they were full of strength, making her unable to struggle.
Rong Yan did not struggle and went in with him holding her.
They went to the cleanest-looking table and Rong Yan tore a piece of napkin and wiped the stool. “Have a seat.”
Su Yu had never been to such a place before. He looked at the stool that still looked dirty even after Rong Yan had wiped it. After mentally preparing himself for some time, he sat down.
Rong Yan then said to the noodle shop owner, “Two bowls of rice noodles…” She paused and then continued, “One large and one small.”
Rong Yan looked around. It had not changed much from when she was still in high school.
She told Su Yu, “Fortunately, the students are starting class soon. Otherwise, there won’t even be any place to stand around. Every time I come here, I would run as fast as I could. I passed my 800 meters run in college with ease because of my training in high school.”
Rong Yan did not tell Su Yu all these on a whim. She wanted to use this method to break Su Yu’s interest in her and hoped to use this opportunity to bring them closer to each other. She dared not let him have any pity for her, but at least not to have any improper thoughts.
She did not want Su Yu to replace Liancheng Yazhi as her new sugar daddy.
Su Yu looked at her with slight disdain. “Look at how useless you are.”
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Just then, the shop owner brought the rice noodles over. Rong Yan took out a pair of disposable chopsticks and threw it to him.
The shop owner placed on the table two bowls of rice noodles with red chili oil floating on the surface. He placed the large bowl in front of Su Yu, but he did not expect Rong Yan to say, “Boss, the large bowl is mine, the smaller one is his.”
Under the shop owner’s surprised look and Su Yu’s glare, Rong Yan moved the bigger bowl of rice noodles in front of her.
The steaming hot rice noodles had a spicy fragrance to it all thanks to the red chilli oil. There were also a few pieces of chicken in the bowl that could be counted in just a glance. Such a simple food could stimulate Rong Yan’s appetite.
Rong Yan asked the shop owner for a spoon and scooped a mouthful of rice noodle soup and drank it. Her eyes squinted slightly from the comfortable feeling. She said to Su Yu, who did not know how to start, “Eat it quickly. It won’t taste as good if it gets cold.”
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