My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day - Chapter 474

Chapter 474: 474, I won’t quibble with the princess

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Xiao Yebai hooked his thin lips, looking out of the window with an askance glance.

Meanwhile, Mo Weiyi sulked alone.

She had even forgotten to pick up her stuff.

Once they arrived at the dining place and the car stopped, Mo Weiyi instantly pushed the car door open to get out.

Rong An looked into the rear-view mirror, “Mr. Xiao?”

Xiao Yebai also pushed the door open to get out of the car.

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Rong An: “…”

He had no choice but to follow suit and alight.

As expected, Mo Weiyi couldn’t hold back anymore when she saw Xiao Yebai get out of the car, “Weren’t you heading to the Jinmao Building?”

Xiao Yebai remained silent.

Mo Weiyi stared at the stern, silent man. His cat eyes behind the sunglasses stared straight back at her, “What are you getting out for?”

Xiao Yebai stilled, not uttering a word.

Mo Weiyi subconsciously started biting her lip, she was about to ask again…

Xiao Yebai suddenly extended his hand.

Mo Weiyi realized that it was her lipstick and makeup mirror that she’d left in the car.

Lying in the man’s large, slender palm, the items seemed incredibly delicate.

Mo Weiyi had no choice but to reach out and take them.

Turned out he had only gotten out of the car to give her the items she’d left behind.

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Once she understood his motivation, she took the items and turned to leave, an odd mix of disappointment and something else bubbling up inside her.

The man’s indifferent voice suddenly rang out, “I haven’t had lunch yet.”

Mo Weiyi froze.

At this point, Rong An hastily walked over, “Princess, since Mr. Xiao hasn’t had lunch yet, let’s have it together.”

Mo Weiyi’s petite face behind her sunglasses remained expressionless.

Xiao Yebai didn’t speak further either.

They stood in silence, facing each other off.

Rong An waited quietly on the side.

Until…

A gust of wind suddenly appeared, causing Mo Weiyi’s waist-length, curly hair to fly around wildly. Holding her hair down, she uttered impatiently, “Whatever you want!”

Having said that, she turned and headed towards the restaurant.

Both men immediately followed her, one behind the other.

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**

The Michelin Restaurant.

In the spot by the window, Mo Weiyi sat alone. After taking a glance, Rong An went to sit opposite to her.

Xiao Yebai didn’t say anything. He just pulled out a chair and sat directly across from Mo Weiyi.

Soon, a waiter came over to serve them.

Mo Weiyi picked up the menu and began to order, “A medium-rare filet steak, a medium-well rib-eye steak…”

She suddenly stopped.

“A medium-well rib-eye steak?” the waiter asked.

Mo Weiyi flipped the page of the menu and casually said, “Nevermind.”

“Why not?” The question came from Xiao Yebai, sitting across from her.

Mo Weiyi’s fingers gripping the menu tightened slightly before she suddenly turned to look at the waiter, “I’ll take it, one medium-well rib-eye steak.”

“Alright, miss.”

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Mo Weiyi turned to Rong An, a sweetly charming smile on her face, “Rong An, I ordered a medium-well rib-eye steak for you, is that alright?”

He better say yes!

Rong An felt a tremor in his cheek, then he stiffly responded, “Princess, as you know, I always only eat well-done beef steaks.”

Mo Weiyi’s slender fingers clenched underneath the table as she puffed out her cheeks in anger.

Why was Rong An so dense?

He clearly knew that she had habitually ordered Xiao Yebai’s favorite medium-well rib-eye steak and yet he couldn’t just play along?

“Add a well-done beef steak to the order.” Xiao Yebai spoke again.

The waiter responded, “Yes, sir.”

Then, in his typically aloof tone, Xiao Yebai continued, “Weiyi has been busy studying recently and might have mistakenly ordered the type of steak you love, Rong An. Don’t mind it.”

Mo Weiyi: “…”

Rong An nodded immediately, “Rest assured, Mr. Xiao, I won’t bear a grudge against the princess.”

Mo Weiyi once again: “…”

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Both of these guys were obviously in cahoots, right?

Her beautiful cat eyes couldn’t help but glare at Rong An again.

Traitor!

Without her sunglasses, the traitorous Rong An felt intensely uncomfortable under her gaze and immediately took a big gulp from his glass of water.

When he lifted his eyes and saw that Mo Weiyi was still staring at him intently, he took another large gulp.

In no time, he’d guzzled his entire glass of lemon water.

When the filet steak was served, Mo Weiyi was about to push the plate towards him…

Rong An suddenly stood up, “Excuse me, I drank too much water; I need to go to the restroom.”

Mo Weiyi stared at his retreating figure in utter disbelief.

Rong An was definitely doing this on purpose – if he wasn’t, she would stop using her surname, Mo!

Just as she was about to move the plate back towards her, a long, pale male hand appeared in front of her, effortlessly bringing the plate back in front of him.

Mo Weiyi’s fingers stiffened over the tabletop. She bit her lip, said nothing and silently watched him cut the steak into small pieces.

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He had studied at the American Institute and had therefore received formal etiquette training from both East and West societies. His steak cutting action was naturally elegant and pleasing to watch.

Staring at him, Mo Weiyi suddenly felt a wave of irony.

In the past, whenever they had steak, hadn’t she always been the one to coax him into helping her cut her steak?

This was the first time, even before she could utter a word, he had taken the initiative to help.

The steak was quickly cut into evenly-sized pieces by his knife and fork, almost as if deliberately trying to frustrate those suffering from OCD.

“You can eat now.” Xiao Yebai placed the plate back in front of her.

His voice was as indifferent as always.

“Thank you.” After Mo Weiyi said this, she picked up her knife and fork, and started eating in earnest.

The man’s profound, black eyes tightened slightly, falling onto her tranquil face, and lingering there for a while before finally looking away.