The Rich Family's Melon King Only Wants to Eat Melon, but Her Thoughts Are Heard Ch. 19

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If he'd been talking to his wife Xiaoli right now, she might've believed him. But the person in front of him was Shen Mingli—a man worth billions by the age of twenty-eight, and that was without inheriting a cent of the Shen family's fortune.

This guy was a cold-blooded lunatic. Other than a few real family members, he didn't care about anyone—even if Wei Nan had already married in.

Shen Mingli stared at him with a blank expression.

"Oh right, it's almost time to eat. Let's go find our seats," Wei Nan said, resting his right hand on Shen Mingli's shoulder. Anyone watching would think they were super close. "But my seat's at the center SVIP table—it's been specially reserved for me by the host. Since you just got here..."

"I'm sitting right next to you," he said. "Already reserved."

Totally something he would do... Wei Nan's expression froze on his face.

"Haha, ahaha, well if that's the case, then great—since you're back, we can catch up."

They found their seats. There were a few performances lined up, meant to play during dinner. Right now, a band was performing classical music.

More people had arrived too. Some spotted Movie Emperor Wei and walked over to ask for his autograph or a selfie. In front of everyone else, Wei Nan slipped right back into the easygoing media-friendly persona he was known for.

Shen Mingli, sitting beside him, also looked like a celebrity—but his whole face screamed "stay away." Even people who were into him didn't dare go over and talk.

Meanwhile, Mo Keyu was still looking around for that figure. She thought maybe she'd seen wrong, but there was no way two people could look that alike.

Sure enough, that person was deliberately hiding from her.

"No way, Mo Xiaoyun, what are you doing here?" Mo Keyu frowned. "Oh wait, should I say—Wang Xiaoyun?"

The other girl barely kept up her composure. "Why can't I be here? My identity's not bad either now."

"Oh? So Old Wang next door finally acknowledged you?"

"Hmph, of course President Wang recognized us. My mom is his true love," she said, sounding even a bit proud.

Mo Keyu almost burst out laughing. "As long as you're happy."

[Hahaha, true love? Old Wang says that every time he sees a pretty woman.]

[No matter how well her mom's aged, she still can't compete with the young ones—and Old Wang's the type who can't keep it in his pants.]

[His wife left him 'cause she couldn't stand his trash behavior. If it weren't for that, this mother-daughter duo would've been kicked out ages ago. No way they'd still be around.]

[But why did Old Wang let Wang Xiaoyun come here?]

Mo Keyu suddenly spotted a note clenched in Wang Xiaoyun's hand. Even though she was trying to hide it, Mo Keyu still caught a glimpse.

Only one guy cast nets this wide—Movie Emperor Wei, king of the fake-lover-boy persona.

Someone like Wang Wang couldn't possibly get invited onto a yacht like this. The only reason he worked so hard to get Wang Xiaoyun here must've been because she still had some use. Like when she almost married into the Xu family—even though it didn't happen, it still proved she had some value. It's not like she had any other skills—give her a contract and her head spun. All she could do was chase after higher branches to cling to.

What a family. Each with a hundred sneaky little schemes.

"I'm telling you, Mo Keyu, even though I'm not in the Mo family anymore, my life's not worse than yours. One day I'll be better off than a no-one like you."

Mo Keyu pretended to be scared, hugging herself, "Ooh, I'm so scared. No-one or not, I'm still the Mo family's only heir and the future chairwoman of Mo Corporation. Not like some people..."

[Zhang Xiufeng's idea of love education is terrifying.]

[Wang Xiaoyun might not be a total lovesick simp, but the fact that all she thinks about is relying on a man is even scarier!]

[I mean, she's lived in a wealthy household for so long and got a decent education. No wonder Old Man Mo would rather have her marry off than teach her to run a business.]

Wang Xiaoyun stormed off in a rage. She didn't want to see that smug look on Mo Keyu's face, and she really didn't want to keep hearing that voice in her head constantly roasting her.

Whatever. She had Movie Emperor Wei's contact now. The Wei Nan. Global superstar. Hundreds of millions of fans. Famous for being a golden bachelor. When someone publicly confessed to him, he turned them down, saying he wanted a true love to grow old with.

But someone like that actually gave her his contact info—it felt just like love at first sight in a novel.

Wang Xiaoyun had spent a long time getting ready for this party. She'd looked in the mirror afterward and felt pretty satisfied with her appearance. Being noticed by a movie emperor felt totally justified.

Wang Wang was hoping she'd climb her way back into high society again. That way, he'd start to take her seriously, and she could return to the class she used to belong to.

Mo Zhengtian didn't come back until much later, after chatting with his old friend. He brought Mo Keyu to their assigned seats.

Their names were placed on the table. Mo Zhengtian knew the owner of the yacht, so their seats were in the best area.

"Keyu, did you meet anyone new just now?" Mo Zhengtian asked. Maybe it was because of all the drama stirred up by Zhang Xiufeng and her daughter in the past, but he'd never seen Mo Keyu bring any friends home or get invited out by any.

"No..." Mo Keyu said. She hadn't really met anyone, but she had eaten a whole bunch of gossip.

"I was just chatting with your Uncle Yan. I'll send you his contact later. If you run into anything in business, you can reach out to him," Mo Zhengtian said.

"Oh, okay. But if I don't understand something, can't I just ask you, Dad?" Mo Keyu replied.

"I won't be by your side forever. You'll need to learn to be independent eventually, and use every bit of your network."

Mo Keyu gave a little "oh."

Well, what could she say—Mo Zhengtian really was starting to act more and more like a proper father.

Just as she finished chatting with him, Mo Keyu finally noticed someone familiar sitting nearby—the Movie Emperor himself.

And sitting next to him was the eldest young master of the Shen family. Now this was gonna be good.

There were only two people between them, seated diagonally across from her and her dad.

Mo Zhengtian followed her gaze and only then realized that across the table was Shen family's eldest son. He hadn't expected someone like that to show up at all.

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