The Rich Family's Melon King Only Wants to Eat Melon, but Her Thoughts Are Heard Ch. 26

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[I seriously don't get the hype around being so skinny you fall over if someone breathes on you. That's terrifying. What if you run into a creep?]

[Especially for a rich woman like me—being tough and strong makes me look harder to mess with.]

...

Yan Hao sat alone while the three of them chatted away happily, completely ignoring him.

Even his own dad had turned on him, smiling nonstop at Miss Mo like she was his real child.

Was he seriously just getting ignored?

Yan Hao felt bored and awkward sitting alone in the private room. He got up to go look for Qi Zhao. He stopped near the bathrooms, nearly barging into the women's restroom in his rush.

He had no choice but to wait outside. The hallway was empty and dead quiet. The sinks were outside and shared by both men and women.

He heard a familiar voice approaching and was just about to call out—when the voice dropped a bomb.

"You're out of your damn mind. If I end up pregnant because of you, I swear you're done for."

"I'm about to marry into the Yan family and become some rich guy's wife. I'll toss you some cash, and you can get lost."

"What? I can't? Why the hell can't I become the Yan family's madam? That Yan second young master's a total idiot—say a few sweet words and he's completely wrapped around my finger."

"I'm telling you, if I really make it to the top, you'll get your cut too. But once you get your money, don't you ever show your face in front of me again."

"Be grateful. If this ever gets exposed, don't even dream of getting a single cent."

She hung up the phone after saying that, turned on the faucet to rinse her hands, then looked in the mirror and flicked her hair, adjusting her expression a little.

In the end, she gave the mirror a mocking smile.

As she walked out of the bathroom, she couldn't shake the feeling that someone was watching her. She glanced around nervously, didn't see anyone, and finally relaxed as she headed back toward the private room.

Right then, Young Master Yan was hiding inside the janitor's closet next to the restroom, completely stunned.

Just as he was about to step out, he slipped on a cleaning tool and hit the floor hard, crashing down headfirst.

Qi Zhao came back into the private room and noticed Yan Hao wasn't there. She couldn't help asking, "Where's Haohao?"

Yan Fangping shot her a cold look. "He went looking for you. You two didn't run into each other?"

Qi Zhao immediately panicked. If Yan Hao had gone looking for her, then that meant... her ex had just called, and she hadn't held anything back during that call.

"Wh-when did he leave?" Qi Zhao asked, her usual confident tone suddenly gone.

The three people still eating didn't even really look at her. After a long pause, it was warmhearted Mo Keyu who finally answered, "Right after you left."

Now Qi Zhao felt like her whole world was about to collapse. If it had been Yan Fangping who overheard her, she could've just denied it and stirred up more tension between father and son—but it was Yan Hao, her only useful pawn, the one she could still control.

She nervously picked a seat far from the others—nearly half a table away. Without Yan Hao, no one here cared about her. Sitting there, she felt completely out of place, like she didn't belong at all.

After a while, the door to the room opened. It was Yan Hao.

He walked in clutching his head, a big bump forming on his forehead. Qi Zhao rushed over immediately, her voice sweet and soft. "Haohao, what happened?"

Yan Hao looked at her, his expression a little stiff. "It's nothing. Slipped on a wet spot near the restroom and fell."

"Haohao, you dummy, you really have to be more careful."

Hearing that he'd only gone to the restroom and most likely hadn't heard her call, Qi Zhao secretly let out a breath of relief. Her acting became even smoother.

Yan Hao let out a dull "mm," then said, "Sit."

By now, the voice in his ear had stopped talking about the Yan family and was just fussing over what to eat.

At first, he thought he was going crazy. But the more he listened, the more he realized—maybe that voice had a point.

The Zhaozhao he loved so much might've just been pretending to be the version of her he loved most. And even now... he still didn't want to believe it.

"Haohao, when you weren't here, I kept thinking about you. I was so scared being alone without you," she said, looking at Yan Hao with affection in her eyes.

Yan Hao looked away, unable to meet her gaze.

Everyone had pretty much finished eating. Yan Hao only took a few bites.

Inspired by Mo Keyu, Yan Fangping finally stopped trying to force Yan Hao to break up with Qi Zhao. The more he pushed, the more Yan Hao rebelled anyway.

"We'll get going then," Mo Zhengtian said to Yan Fangping, with a hint of apology—he hadn't really helped his old friend much.

"Of course, of course, we've got to hang out more. Next time I'll bring Yueqian along to let her meet Keyu properly."

Yan Fangping was all smiles. Mo Keyu also said goodbye, "Bye, Uncle Yan."

[Uncle Yan's actually a good guy. Too bad his second son's IQ drops the second he falls in love.]

[When raising kids, never spoil them too much. They need a little hardship now and then—otherwise, they're way too easy to fool.]

After seeing off the Mo father and daughter, Yan Fangping finally turned his attention back to his son.

"Dad," Yan Hao suddenly said, taking the rare initiative to speak first.

Once the Mo family was completely out of sight, Yan Fangping's face dropped. His eyes turned ice-cold as he stared at his son.

"I've thought it over. If you really want to be with Qi Zhao, I won't stop you. But—"

"Dad..." Yan Hao had a bad feeling. Meanwhile, Qi Zhao's eyes were practically glowing.

Yan Fangping looked at his son like he was a total stranger. His words were sharper than a knife, "But from now on, you're no longer my son. You have nothing to do with the Yan family."

Qi Zhao's beaming expression instantly darkened. That split-second change didn't escape Yan Hao—he caught it perfectly. It felt like something inside him had been torn open, the pain unbearable.

Qi Zhao quickly smoothed over her expression and grabbed Yan Hao's hand, swearing with all seriousness, "Haohao, the one I love is you. Whether you're the Yan family's young master or not, I'll still be with you."

A simple test, that's all this was—she had it in the bag.

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