Chapter 3 The mayor is my wife
Hmph, now you know about ladies first, hurry up and get a piece of cake for this light beauty. Oh, that strawberry one looks so beautiful, it must smell wonderful. Oh dear, that banana one isn't bad either, what should I do? The figure of a light beauty must be well maintained. Forget it, let's see which piece that smelly old man is going to get for me. Hurry up, what are you dawdling for? Lady Moqi kept shouting in her heart, her companion was drawn in, and she couldn't care less. She pouted and pointed at the cake, her eyes signaling clearly, hurry up and get a piece for this light beauty. The figure of a light beauty must be well maintained. Forget it, let's see which piece that smelly old man is going to get for me. Hurry up, what are you dawdling for? Lady Moqi kept shouting in her heart, her companion was drawn in, and she couldn't care less. She pouted and pointed at the cake, her eyes signaling clearly, hurry up and get a piece for this light beauty.
Gulu swallowed hard, and Moqi fiercely averted her greedy gaze, but another question came to mind, causing her cute little nose to wrinkle: "Why did you call me a 'unlucky girl' as soon as you came out of the talent market? I, I am not unlucky at all. Do you know what my classmates call me? Hmph, they all call me 'Lucky Star.' They say that if they talk to me, everything will go smoothly for a month, and they will pass their exams with flying colors. Unlike you, giving me such an annoying title." She cast a sidelong glance at him, her youthful and lively aura possessing a unique charm, but the boastful tone was something He Yuan could not commend.
Lady Qi Qi raised her eyebrows and once again chose silence
Vaguely replied, "Alright, um, go quickly and come back quickly"
The elegant waitress approached with a professional smile: "Sir, madam, may I ask what you would like?" She respectfully placed the menu in front of the table, waiting for the two to place their orders
This is an industry with age restrictions and development prospects? Mo Qi completely fainted
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"Tch, still counting on lucky stars, huh? I’m afraid that if I don’t talk to you for two months, I’ll still manage to do well, and maybe score 80 on the exam." Eating someone else's food, of course, it’s not good to say it out loud. I immediately recalled my encounter at the talent market, where that little wicked fire was burning fiercely. "Tch, still counting on lucky stars, huh? I’m afraid that if I don’t talk to you for two months, I’ll still manage to do well, and maybe score 80 on the exam." Eating someone else's food, of course, it’s not good to say it out loud. I immediately recalled my encounter at the talent market, where that little wicked fire was burning fiercely. I angrily put down my chopsticks and began to complain: "These guys who don’t recognize a thousand-mile horse, always going on about degrees. So what if I don’t have a degree? I have the ability! Hmph, the most infuriating part isn’t even that. There was a counter with no degree requirement, and I thought at least I could do that, right? Guess what? That middle-aged woman at the counter said I was too old and had no future for development. The resentment I felt! I thought to myself, you’re two generations older than me, yet you have the audacity to say I’m too old. What kind of world is this? After thinking it over, it’s just the misfortune of this unlucky child."
"I was afraid you didn't bring enough money, so I only ordered items worth 200 yuan." He Yuan awkwardly pulled the cake plate closer to himself, taking the initiative to protect it: "So, since you are on a diet, you shouldn't eat it, okay"
The tables nearby could no longer afford to whisper sweet nothings, and they all stared wide-eyed, beginning to discuss: "Isn't this the newly appointed mayor? I've seen her photo in the newspaper; I can't be mistaken, can I?"
"Well, someone must have heard that." Several men, reveling in schadenfreude, began to shout excitedly
No wonder people say this; the achievements of the newly appointed mayor have spread far and wide over the past few months. The bold reforms, the punishment of corrupt officials, and the image of stern authority all convey to the common people that although I, Mo Manyun, am young and a woman, I am certainly not someone to be easily bullied
Be careful not to slip your tongue
At this moment, He Yuan had already realized the seriousness of the problem. Looking at the waiter's suspicious gaze and feeling the scattered bills in his pocket, he had thoroughly cursed that unfortunate child from head to toe in his heart, calling him a wretched soul and a loser, vowing that next time he should not fall into his hands again
"I’m afraid tonight won’t be easy." He Yuan, feeling extremely gloomy, drooped his head and muttered to himself, "Hmph, what do you all know? She can hold it in now, but once she gets home tonight, she will definitely explode, simply because this mayor... is my wife"
Only a woman with a graceful figure could be seen walking up the wooden stairs from the second floor. Clad in a black women's suit that enveloped her nearly perfect hourglass figure, her jet-black hair was elegantly styled in a high bun, presenting a competent appearance. Her exquisitely beautiful, delicate face was flawless, yet her subtly frosty expression made her seem unapproachable, akin to the sacred Tianshan snow lotus that should not be desecrated. The beauties on the second floor appeared somewhat dimmed in comparison to her noble and elegant cold charm. Flawless in every aspect, her subtly frosty expression made her seem unapproachable, akin to the sacred Tianshan snow lotus that should not be desecrated. The beauties on the second floor appeared somewhat dimmed in comparison to her noble and elegant cold charm.
One is at a disadvantage when relying on others, and one is beholden to those who provide for them. Perhaps this reminds one of the saying "no gain without effort." Reluctantly, He Yuan divided a piece of cake and pushed it toward her with reluctance, saying: "Unlucky girl, this piece is for you"
Hello, are you competing?
As she casually lit a cigarette, pretending to admire the beautiful scenery, the waiter was about to approach and stop her on the grounds of prohibiting smoking. Suddenly, a chorus of gasps and exclamations erupted from every occupied seat, as if they had just seen an extraterrestrial beauty, leaving everyone dumbfounded
Mo Qi sat gracefully in place without moving, watching as the gentleman picked up the menu, nodding in satisfaction. You know your place, quickly bring the order to this young lady. She is a lady and cannot personally engage in ordering from the menu, even though her attire is far from that of a lady.
Mental illness
Indeed, indeed, her information is available on television and online, Mo Manyun, Mayor Mo, so young yet serving as the mayor of a city, that is quite remarkable. " A shifty-eyed fellow chimed in, "Oh my, I didn't expect her to be much more beautiful in person than in the photos, it was worth coming today.
"It's done, kid. I advise you to apologize quickly, or you won't be able to get by in Fengyang."
The discussions are nothing more than how beautiful and capable they are, while He Yuan shifts his body to try to hide himself from the crowd, curling his lips and saying, "What you are saying is already known by all the Earthlings, tsk, there is no technical content at all"
In just a moment, a dazzling array of pastries filled the table. He Yuan, like a ravenous wolf, was the first to dive in, but when his chopsticks reached the cake, they paused, and he turned to watch Mo Qi warily.
With a furtive glance and a shifty demeanor, he glared at him sideways and said, "Then say something with technical substance; if you don't understand anything, don't speak carelessly."
I, I, I am wronged, Moqi is about to cry, you foul old man, talking to yourself. When did this young lady say she wanted to lose weight? But now I am in a ladylike state, only able to cast hungry glances, hoping that this charming appearance can make the old man change his mind. However, she underestimated Comrade Lao He’s thick skin. No matter how much she tries to flirt or gaze softly, he completely ignores her, enjoying his food by himself, occasionally saying to her: "This cake is really terrible, good thing you didn't eat it."
All the men looked at him with disdain, while all the women glared at him as if he were a lecher. However, there was one gaze that pierced through him like that of a vengeful enemy, causing He Yuan to break into a cold sweat. He fished out a tissue to wipe the perspiration from his forehead, feeling guilty as he hummed an unknown tune to feign calmness. Yet, his peripheral vision kept darting towards the beautiful female mayor, and upon seeing her furious expression, he could only respond with an awkward smile. Clearly, that seemingly boastful remark had not escaped the keen ears of the cold and elegant mayor.
Blow it.
Lady Moqi comforted him gently: "Some industries indeed require youth, whether it be for those who are daring and hardworking, or those who are still in their youthful prime. There's nothing strange about that. By the way, what industry are you applying for? I guess it's for being a car model, right? Those who are 18 or 19 years old are the most suitable for that. You don't need to be too disheartened."
"Brother-in-law, you eat first; I will go to the restroom and be back shortly." The transformed Mo Qi no longer exhibited any signs of madness, speaking softly and gently, with a demeanor that was polite and reasonable
At this moment, the lady Qiqi displayed her ocean-like tolerance and water-like delicacy, slightly shaking her head with pursed lips: "I will listen to him." The voice was indescribably soft and submissive, which made He Yuan feel quite pleased. He did not delve into her change in demeanor and waved his hand nonchalantly: "Go prepare quickly; she is on a diet and will have to endure hunger for a few more days before she can eat meat."
Who would have thought that Comrade He Yuan, as fierce as a wolf or tiger, would disregard her, pointing at the top and saying: "I want all of this page, for the next page I want pages 1, 3, and 5, and for the page after that, I want pages 2, 3, and 4. Alright, let's start with this much; if it's not enough, I'll ask for more." She smacked her lips, showing a hint of impatience.
He looked at him with disdain, not knowing whether it was boasting or something else: "I even know what kind of underwear she is wearing today, hum hum"
However, in the corner, the old man and the young boy each harbored their own ulterior motives, completely lacking the leisure to appreciate the situation. The old man was preoccupied with the thought of having a hearty meal and indulging himself, while the young boy was contemplating something known only to himself.
Move, mover
The waitstaff felt somewhat uncomfortable and handed the order back to Moqi: "Madam, what would you like?"
Half an hour later, Mo Qi, sporting a frizzy hairstyle, bounced proudly along the streets of Fengyang City, feeling utterly delightful. Hmph, that silly old man must be completely enchanted by the charm of this light beauty. Haha, he didn't even notice when I sneaked out the door. What a fool! You only have fifty yuan; let's see how you plan to settle the bill.
While the gloating comrades were waiting to see the mayor's anger, He Yuan was suffering, yet he could not wait any longer. He only saw Mo Manyun glaring at the man with a fierce expression, suppressing her anger as she reluctantly took a seat at a distance. From time to time, she cast him cold, malicious glances, her furious demeanor evident to even the simplest observer. However, her restraint without an outburst left everyone astonished, suggesting that this fellow was extraordinarily lucky, or perhaps the mayor was simply not in the right state today.
This has truly angered our Miss Qiqi. Regardless of her being a woman, just considering the fact that she is the one treating, shouldn't you at least ask her what she would like to eat? You rude old man, you are quite presumptuous, treating yourself as if you are not an outsider. Hmph, you will see what happens later.
Mo Qi was so furious that she understood what it meant to be seething with rage. Gritting her teeth, she pushed the coffee cup away to avoid losing control and striking him on the head.
In a coffee shop corner with an elegant and tranquil environment, He Yuan sat down near the window with the unfortunate girl. Several pots of unknown plants and oil paintings adorned the surroundings, making it undoubtedly a romantic place. A few couples whispered softly to each other, the men being gentle and refined, while the women were graceful and poised, truly a sight to behold.