Chapter 315: In Miss Xia's mind, what am I?

Li Shengxia was speechless: "Mr. Mo, although I don't like the attitude of some of the waiters in this shop, you are not responsible for operating it properly after you buy it. Why buy it?"
"Send you off." Mo Nianchen said lightly.
"Mr. Mo, I can't afford such an expensive gift. I made my own claim just now, and now I'm returning the title of "Boss" to you."
Mo Nianchen said, "There is no reason to take back the things you gave out. If you don't want it, you can tear it down or sell it, whatever you want. But don't return it to me. This is what you asked me to eat today. The gift of the meal."
"I can't bear this gift."
Mo Nianchen raised his eyebrows to look at her, "Do you prefer others to look at you coldly?"
Li Shengxia said: "Although I don't like others looking at me coldly, I am not the same as Mr. Mo. I think that if there are people who support you in this world, there will definitely be people who oppose you and people who care about you. , There will definitely be people who ignore you. It is not necessary for everyone to understand me, and it is not necessary for everyone who rebelled against me to obey me, because there are too many people and too many things in the world, who care too much about what others think and can never do true self."
"So, Miss Xia tells me, are you being who you are now?"
Li Shengxia was stunned for a moment, and dodged his question, "Mr. Mo, I am discussing you now."
"But I am more interested in you."
Li Shengxia said with a cold face: "Thank you Mr. Mo for your concern. I will definitely be myself."
Mo Nianchen's lips curled up with a smile, "I hope so, wait and see."
"As for this shop..."
Mo Nianchen interrupted her before she finished speaking, "I said, the owner of this shop is now you, what you want to do is up to you."
Li Shengxia bit her lip, thought about it, and looked at Leng Yan, "Miss Leng, if I re-transfer the shop to you, can you guarantee to run it well?"
Leng Yan was taken aback, "But... okay?" She was a little scared of Mo Nianchen, there was nothing he could not do.
"Miss Leng, I don't know anything about restaurant management. This is your shop. I hope you can keep it running. A shop requires not only good chefs, good decoration, good appearance, but also good staff. The quality of employees is more important than anything. Don’t waste a good store."
Leng Yan smiled a little ashamed and nodded quickly. "Thank you for giving me this opportunity. This time, I will manage it well."
"The contract?"
Leng Yan immediately tore the contract and returned the check to Li Shengxia.
"Then, it's okay, you go out first."
"Good!" Leng Yan went out.
Chi Su also retreated.
"It's so fast to enter the play." Mo Nianchen looked at Li Shengxia and smiled lightly. "I finally bought it, and you just returned it back casually. Don't you think it's funny?"
"Mr. Mo, please stop being so reckless and collect your check." Li Shengxia pushed the check to him.
"I said before that I bought the shop for you. What you want to do with it is your business. Now you sell it at the original price, and the money is also yours."
"No merit is not rewarded, I can't accept this money."
And it's still a huge sum.
"When you are always useful. As I said, I don't like other people giving me back to me."
"So, I can dispose of this check at will, and Mr. Mo is sure that I won't raise any objections to it."
"Yes."
Li Shengxia picked up the check and tore it directly.
"..."
"Alright, Mr. Mo, let's go first if nothing happens."
"Of course there is still something, I haven't eaten enough yet."
"..."
"What did I ask the waiter just now? I asked for two packs of instant noodles, but he refused. Now the episode is over and the dinner continues. Don't worry, Miss Xia. There is still plenty of time."
"..."
"Tell the waiter to give me two packs of instant noodles and a pot of boiling water."
"Yes!"
Just now, the waiters saw Mo Nianchen's purchase of their store with their own eyes, and then slapped them freely, where they dared to neglect him. Go out and buy instant noodles.
"Too...prince, you want instant noodles. I didn't say what flavor you want, so I bought you two packs of each type."
This attitude is really...A hundred and eighty degrees turn, Li Shengxia shrugged silently.
"Very good, go out."
"Yes, the prince." A certain waiter wiped his sweat, worthy of being a real rich and handsome, and went to their restaurant to order instant noodles. He was really unheard of. I'm glad I didn't provoke him.
Only two of them were left in the room.
Mo Nianchen picked out two packets from a pile of instant noodles, "Just this, you can make it."
"..."
"What's wrong? Isn't it Miss Xia's treat tonight?"
"..." Li Shengxia finally took a look at the instant noodles and froze...
She remembered that they had stayed in a Fenghua Hotel for one night five years ago. That night, there was wind and rain, and there was no electricity. She made a bowl of instant noodles for him. He ate completely and just ate. I'm dizzy after that.
The instant noodles he picked out were exactly the same brand and taste.
What does he mean? Is this a coincidence? Or... deliberately?
Li Shengxia was a little confused.
Can he eat instant noodles? Are you allergic to spicy food?
Another five-year white horse rubbed her body like a gap, and both he and her had changed.
She no longer thought of his name, no longer longed to walk into his world, just wanted peace and tranquility, and could no longer bear his ‘ravaged’.
More than him has changed?
She also keeps changing.
"What's wrong, Miss Xia? Are you worried?"
When Li Shengxia was asked by Mo Nianchen, he quickly recovered, "No, I'm just surprised that the prince who can buy a restaurant casually like you, would like to eat such cheap and nutritious things. "
"Although it is cheap and nutritious, and even if you eat it, you may be allergic, but the taste is very good. It makes people understand the taste." Mo Nianchen looked at Li Shengxia pointedly, "Miss Xia is in my heart. Pack such instant noodles."
"You...your analogy is so fresh!!" Li Shengxia glared at him, unpacking, and poured boiling water into the instant noodles.
"So what about Miss Xia? In Miss Xia's heart, what am I?"
Facing Mo Nianchen's questioning, Li Shengxia took a deep breath, looked at him, and asked faintly: "Has Mr. Mo ever heard of Shi Kelang? They naturally like to roll the ball."
"...Miss Xia thinks I am Shi Kelang?"
"No, you are a dung ball! I thought it was a piece of gold from a distance. When I approached it, it not only smelled bad, but also disgusting."