The Rich Family's Melon King Only Wants to Eat Melon, but Her Thoughts Are Heard Ch. 24
"Dad, what was that for?" Mo Keyu puffed out her cheeks, clearly annoyed.
Then she noticed—everyone in the room was staring at her.
Mo Zhengtian was sweating bullets. He had a sinking feeling that the others could hear his daughter's inner thoughts too.
Before, when he was with Mo Keyu, it didn't seem like anyone else could hear anything—either that, or there were too many people around for him to notice. But right now, in this private room, all eyes were fixed on her.
"Keyu, you're already eating so many snacks? How are you going to eat dinner after?" Mo Zhengtian gave an awkward cough.
"Oh!" Mo Keyu quickly caught on. She hadn't even gotten to the dishes with names like "Carp Leaps Over the Dragon Gate" or "Golden Mountain, Silver Mountain"—sounded way too fancy to miss out on.
Yan Fangping, on the other hand, was growing even more intrigued by Mo Keyu.
That last sentence had matched exactly with what he'd found out—Qi Zhao's sudden closeness to his son was definitely suspicious.
Yan Hao had been thinking he was just losing it, but after that, the voice in his head seemed to quiet down a bit.
Ding—Your baby sent you a message.
A sudden ringtone broke the silence. It was the one Yan Hao had set just for his precious Zhaozhao. Anyone else would get goosebumps hearing it, but he didn't care at all.
He opened his phone, and the corners of his mouth tugged upward in a rare smile.
—Haohao, I just finished training. I miss you.
—Zhaozhao, I'm having dinner at Feng Lou. Wanna come too?
—But I don't know where that is...
—No problem. I'll have the driver pick you up. Just stay put at the company. I'll send someone now.
Before she could even reply, Yan Hao already called his assistant to bring Qi Zhao over.
Only after everything was arranged did he see her follow-up messages:
—But Haohao, maybe this isn't such a good idea.
—It's fine, Zhaozhao. I want to introduce you to my dad while we've got the time.
—But... maybe let's not, Haohao. I've still got some stuff to do.
—Zhaozhao, I've already sent someone to get you. Whatever it is, we can talk after dinner.
He typed all of that out lightning fast, completely tuning out everyone around him like they were just background noise.
Yan Fangping was completely at a loss when it came to his son. They'd only been dating for a month, and he was already acting like they were soulmates. The more he tried to stop them, the more Yan Hao treated it like some earth-shattering romance. Eventually, Yan Fangping just gave up trying to intervene.
In just a few minutes, the table was already full of beautifully presented dishes, making Mo Keyu's mouth water. But she still knew the basics of etiquette—she had to wait until the elders started eating before she could dig in.
"Come on, eat, eat," Yan Fangping warmly invited the Mo father and daughter, completely ignoring Yan Hao.
Only then did Mo Keyu start eating to her heart's content.
She didn't really care for Yan Hao, but she had heard he was pretty good at managing the company. Thinking he might be useful someday, she didn't want to get on bad terms with him.
Yan Hao hadn't touched his chopsticks at all. He was glued to his phone, and when there were no new messages, he finally put it down—but his mind was clearly elsewhere.
The three people across from him looked more like a real family, chatting and laughing, enjoying their meal.
"Dad, I invited Zhaozhao to come too," he suddenly said.
"What?" Yan Fangping's face immediately darkened.
Before he could say anything else, Yan Hao's phone rang. The contact name flashed on the screen: Baby.
"No matter what you say, she's already on her way," Yan Hao said as he picked up the call right in front of everyone, calling her baby over and over, sounding absolutely lovesick.
[Wow. Love really does kill brain cells.]
[Seriously, this kind of CEO owns a billion-dollar entertainment company?]
Mo Keyu was baffled, but she respected it. After all, how else would there be so many cringey CEO romance novels? Dying for love, willing to sacrifice everything—love so intense it hurts. Sure.
Yan Fangping felt his blood pressure spike. His whole body was stiff with frustration—his chest practically about to explode.
If it weren't for the fact that he was hosting a guest, he probably would've started throwing punches at his own son right then and there.
All this drama for a woman—and in front of guests, too. No shame at all!
Soon, the private room door opened. A woman walked in wearing a simple dress, with delicate features and an innocent, sweet face.
In a soft, fragile voice, she said, "Haohao, I'm scared..."
Then she looked around the room, clearly uneasy.
"Zhaozhao, I'm going to introduce you to my dad right now," Yan Hao said, pulling her over.
Yan Fangping's face turned even more sour. He had already looked into her background. His clueless son was just completely blinded—believing it was all fake, claiming she was forced into things and misunderstood.
Yan Hao held her hand tightly. Qi Zhao didn't dare meet Yan Fangping's eyes—her glance was brief, then she looked at Mo Zhengtian, and then finally at Mo Keyu.
When she saw Mo Keyu, her gaze lingered.
She and Mo Keyu were from two completely different worlds. Mo Keyu was a real heiress—from her aura to her looks, everything about her was untouchable. That thought alone made Qi Zhao squeeze Yan Hao's hand even tighter, a flash of jealousy and unwillingness in her eyes.
"Haohao... your dad doesn't seem to like me," she whispered, but everyone in the room could hear her.
"Don't worry about him. Let's sit."
Yan Hao pulled her down to sit beside him.
Yan Fangping nearly burst a blood vessel. Mo Zhengtian, sitting beside him, quickly tried to change the subject. He had once been through the same thing with his own daughter and totally understood the pain.
[Hahahaha, gotta admit—this lady's skill level is high. I bow to her.]
[She actually managed to get the eldest young master of the Yan family hooked in just a month and threw his whole family into chaos? She's got men wrapped around her finger like a pro.]
[So basically, it's everyone's fault but hers. She's just a poor, helpless girl, and Haohao is the only one who treats her well. Her whole world revolves around him.]
[But seriously, this Yan's young master... hah. Has he really not noticed any of the signs?]
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