The Rich Family's Melon King Only Wants to Eat Melon, but Her Thoughts Are Heard Ch. 25

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[Like how she said she had something to do today, but she actually went to the hospital. If I'm not wrong, she's about two months pregnant.]

Yan Hao could hear that voice—clear as day—but he still brushed it off like it was nonsense.

At least, until he heard the word 'pregnant'.

[Wait a second... haven't they only known each other for a month?]

Yan Hao shot a glare at Mo Keyu, but she just sat there blankly chewing her food, so his glare ended up wasted.

Then he glanced over at Qi Zhao. She gave him a small smile, and for a second, it moved something in him.

Maybe he was just hearing things, he thought. Soon enough, the two of them were back to casually taking turns picking up dishes for each other.

Yan Fangping was driving him insane—especially that dumb, love-struck son of his. That voice wasn't wrong at all. The only thing they hadn't dug up was Qi Zhao's pregnancy, but everything else lined up.

"Zhaozhao, don't worry. I'll take responsibility for what happened last night," he said, and even glanced at Yan Fangping afterward. "I'll marry you for sure. I want you to be my wife."

"Ahahaha, young people have their own ideas, but you know, even in the name of free love, maybe keep an eye on yourselves a little," Mo Zhengtian said, giving a small reminder that kids should still watch how they act.

But right after he said that, Qi Zhao stopped moving her chopsticks. Her eyes were misty.

"Zhaozhao, what's wrong?" Yan Hao asked, suddenly panicking.

She wouldn't say a word. It felt like she was throwing a quiet tantrum.

"Zhaozhao, talk to me, c'mon." Yan Hao nudged her gently—only to realize her eyes were red.

Qi Zhao's voice trembled. "Haohao, I think the other uncle doesn't like me either."

Mo Zhengtian's face turned dark in an instant. What? He was getting sniped too?

Yan Hao looked over at Mo Zhengtian. Even though he respected Uncle Mo, his gaze now was colder than ever.

"Our Zhaozhao's really sensitive inside, Uncle Mo. You should probably watch what you say too," Yan Hao said.

Mo Zhengtian turned to Yan Fangping and shook his head helplessly, like he was saying there was nothing he could do.

Before coming here, Yan Fangping had asked Mo Zhengtian to try and talk some sense into his son—as an elder, at least—but now, clearly, the situation was hopeless.

Right then, both of them suddenly heard a sharp, explosive voice ring in their ears—

[Hahahahaha, our Zhaozhao's acting is so good she could win an Oscar for Best Actor.]

["Sensitive inside"? I'm crying! Sensitive people don't juggle two men at once and spin up lies this flawless.]

[She's insane. That line—"I think the other uncle doesn't like me either~"—I'm losing it. Legendary.]

Yan Hao slapped his own forehead, like he was trying to shut out that annoying voice.

"Zhaozhao, you love shrimp the most. I'll peel one for you."

Qi Zhao gave a small "mm."

Yan Hao picked up a shrimp, put on gloves, and carefully peeled it until only the tender pink meat was left. He placed it into her bowl.

Qi Zhao hadn't had shrimp in ages, let alone at a fancy place like this. She took a bite and chewed a couple of times, but then suddenly felt a wave of nausea and threw it back up.

"Zhaozhao, what's going on?" Yan Hao froze. She was totally fine just a while ago. And now she'd thrown up the shrimp he'd peeled with his own hands?

[You dumb kid. Your Zhaozhao's got a bun in the oven. Relax—it's not yours.]

Yan Fangping stared at Qi Zhao in shock. Mo Zhengtian and Mo Keyu had identical eating melon faces.

Qi Zhao had almost blown her cover. She'd been feeling off since that morning—at first she thought it was just a cold, but later decided to go to the hospital to get checked. Too bad Yan Hao had dragged her straight here before she could make it.

"Yan Hao, I... I'm not feeling so great. Where's the bathroom?" Qi Zhao covered her face and dashed out.

"Go out and turn left," Yan Fangping quickly pointed, more than happy to see her leave.

Qi Zhao bolted. Yan Hao didn't even have time to react.

[No big deal. People these days are open-minded. If they're really crazy in love, three people together isn't off the table.]

[But... Young Master Yan doesn't seem to know who the real dad is. If they do end up together, he might catch something.]

[Whatever. Their love is so "epic" and "moving" anyway, I'm sure Young Master Yan won't mind. It's just his poor dad who's doomed.]

[Still, the Yan family doesn't just have one young master. There's the eldest daughter and a third son. I heard the entire head office is already being run by the eldest daughter, and the third son's about to graduate. Losing the second young master wouldn't even be a big deal.]

...

Mo Keyu was happily munching away while the system went off nonstop. The drama in this rich family put actual TV shows to shame—why bother watching trashy short videos when you could eavesdrop on juicy gossip like this?

Yan Fangping had just about given up on Yan Hao. If things kept going like this, he might actually consider cutting him off for good.

[He's just spoiled, that's all. Second Young Master Yan has never seen the full range of human diversity. Everyone in business treats him with respect, but that's just because he's the Yan family's young master.]

Mo Keyu kept eating, and for some reason, Yan Fangping, sitting beside her, started pushing the good dishes her way.

"Keyu, eat more," Yan Fangping said. He really didn't want to look at his lovesick son anymore.

"Thank you, Uncle Yan," Mo Keyu replied politely.

[Huh? It's also because he's Yan Yueqian's little brother? That eldest daughter must be something else!]

[Now that I think about it, my dad was smart. He made me start at the bottom of the company to experience real life before moving up.]

"Keyu, have some veggies." Mo Zhengtian, thrilled by his daughter's praise, kept serving her food.

"Thanks, Dad." Mo Keyu gave him a smile. "Ugh, I'm eating so much today, I'm totally gonna gain weight."

"It's fine. Eat what you want. Whether you're chubby or slim, you'll always be Daddy's most beautiful girl."

"Keyu, with your features, gaining a little weight would actually make you even prettier."

Yan Fangping added, though he was also quietly tuning into her thoughts.

"Oh, okay!" Mo Keyu happily accepted their kindness.

[For real, now's the time to eat more. I don't need to please anyone anyway. I'm well-fed and strong.]

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