The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex

Who was interrupting her sweet dream?

He Xiyan relucatantly grabbed her phone from the small table and glanced at the screen.

A text message?

She frowned when she saw that this was an unknown number that was not in her contact list. She didn’t think too much about it, then clicked open the message to read it.

She suddenly bit her lips and when she read the final word, she froze when she remembered something. A look of astonishment spread across her face.

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Dusk had arrived and the sun slowly set into the western horizon. The weather was pretty good but Ye City’s winter had always been bitingly cold. When nightfall came, the cold northeastern wind blew, causing the passersby outside to shiver.

Mo Yixuan was wrapped in a black winter coat and stood on the road by the river. He leaned against the railings and remained there like a statue, ignoring the chilly wind from the river as it scrapped past his face like knives.

He definitely felt the chill turning his lips purple and his face was much paler than before.

He had been staring at his phone the whole afternoon in a daze, waiting for her reply.

He spent one entire afternoon waiting but other than a few push notifications and a few calls from his friends wishing him a happy birthday, there was nothing else. The woman he was waiting for did not respond.

It was now 6:40 PM. He turned toward the nearby restaurant that was Ye City’s most expensive Chinese restaurant. It was six stories high and it had a very extensive menu, including eight different kinds of vegetables.

He entered the building and was soon attended to by a waiter. He booked the most expensive and romantic private room in this restaurant. In order to match the ambience, soothing and romantic piano tunes could be heard on the fifth story.

He sat alone in the private room that was more than 20 square meters. There was even a balcony with floor-length windows attached to the room. He could see the nearby streets and the wide river through the windows.

“Sir, would you like to order first?” The waiter brought in the menu and asked warmly. His gaze never left that man’s face.

“Please leave the menu with me first.” Mo Yixuan dismissed that man with a wave of his hand. His gaze never left the windows and he continued to stare out into the streets, hoping that she would come.

They had once dined at this restaurant two years ago. It had also been his birthday then and she made reservations early on at the exact same private room. She arrived early and waited two whole hours before he finally arrived after 8 PM.

She had always been the person to place the order whenever they dined outside and each time she would order his favorite food and desserts even though she did not particularly enjoy eating them. He was someone born and bred in Ye City and could not take any spicy food.

She was the exact opposite and was born in a province that was famous for people who could take the spiciest food. They were the legendary spice girls. He had once witnessed her bringing some chopped chilli after a trip back to her hometown and back then, he assumed that this was a seasoning for food but he had been shocked when he saw her scoop at least half the bottle into her rice, then eating it after it was mixed well.

In fact, it wasn’t limited to food, but in everything else, she had always been the one accommodating him and was willing to change because of him during the few years they were together. Yet, he had never once accommodated her.

This time I’ll let you order whatever you feel like eating.

Mo Yixuan flipped open the menu and browsed through the dishes that he had never eaten nor felt like eating in his life.

Then, his phone sounded and he was so stunned that the menu fell from his hands to land on the table.