The Rich Family's Melon King Only Wants to Eat Melon, but Her Thoughts Are Heard Ch. 31

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In the end, he handed the menu off to one of his assistants. They glanced over it and passed it to Uncle Lin, who praised it with a few overly enthusiastic nods.

"These are excellent choices—really refined taste. As expected, President Shen."

Shen Mingli's face didn't change at all at the flattery. Uncle Lin then handed the menu to the server beside him.

While waiting for the food to arrive, the two of them started talking about the collaboration.

Everyone's faces wore polite smiles, their words full of courtesy, but the atmosphere couldn't have been more forced.

They discussed the benefits each side hoped to gain from the deal, while Mo Keyu sat beside them listening and learning.

Shen Mingli had been attending business meetings with his dad since he was a teenager. After graduating, he started his own company, and now he was a seasoned pro. Even facing Uncle Lin—who was a full generation older—his presence wasn't the least bit overshadowed. If anything, he had the upper hand.

Compared to that, Mo Keyu felt like absolute chopped liver. No wonder her dad was so anxious—other people's kids really were built different.

After a while, the servers began bringing out the food. The first dish was tender yellow croaker soup, its delicious aroma filling the room. Mo Keyu was practically drooling.

Next came golden king prawns, artfully plated roasted pigeon, and perfectly arranged garlic oysters...

The dishes on the table were colorful, beautifully styled—and all her favorites!

[Oh my god, I can't believe Shen Mingli has such great taste!]

[We actually have the same food preferences. Love that for us.]

[No wonder he's a business mogul—even his food choices are strategic, knowing how to impress the people he's negotiating with.]

[If it were me, I'd want to partner with the Shen family too. Such class!]

Mo Keyu had already picked up her chopsticks, but when she saw no one else had moved yet, she carefully put them back down and waited with everyone else.

The other company hadn't started eating yet. Uncle Lin, as the elder, also hadn't touched his chopsticks, so there was no way she could be the first one to dig in.

Shen Mingli's lips curved slightly. His voice was low and smooth. "The food's all here. Eat whatever you like."

Mo Keyu lifted her chopsticks and picked up her bowl. The others started eating too. Once someone from the other company made the first move, the rest followed suit.

All the dishes on the table were her favorites—Mo Keyu was over the moon.

From what she gathered while they were discussing earlier, both sides had pretty much reached an agreement. Once the meal was over, they just needed to sign the contract. But since Shen Mingli had personally shown up, it was highly likely there would be long-term cooperation from here on out.

"Uncle Lin, you should drink more soup. You've got to stay healthy while working so hard," Mo Keyu said, scooping a big bowl of soup for him with an extra bowl she'd grabbed.

Uncle Lin was genuinely touched. He'd only mentored Mo Keyu for a few days, but she truly had a good heart. Since she was about the same age as his own daughter, he couldn't help but feel a bit of personal fondness for her too.

Mo Keyu's whole vibe didn't quite match the room. Everyone else wore suits and had clearly been through the trenches. She kept a serious expression on the outside, but that voice in her head totally gave away her true thoughts—she was so harmless it was almost comical.

"Miss Mo, may I ask something a bit off-topic?" Shen Mingli looked directly at her, locking eyes.

Mo Keyu still had a prawn in her mouth. She looked at him and nodded. "Sure."

"Do you happen to have a younger sister named Mo Xiaoyun?"

"I used to have a sister in name, but not anymore. Our family doesn't acknowledge her, and we're not related by blood," Mo Keyu replied.

"So she has no connection to your family now?" Shen Mingli took a light sip of wine, looking thoughtful.

"Of course not. She was originally President Wang's daughter, and now she's gone back to the Wang surname. Technically, she belongs to the Wang family," Mo Keyu said, still wondering why he was suddenly bringing up Mo Xiaoyun. But when she remembered how smug Mo Xiaoyun had been flashing that note from Best Actor Wei, she pretty much figured it out. "Young Master Shen, whatever she does has nothing to do with the Mo family. We have no contact now. The Mo family only has one daughter—me, Mo Keyu."

It had been a while now—Best Actor Wei was probably already desperate by this point. Mo Keyu definitely had to draw a clear line:

"And one more thing, Young Master Shen—I want to make it absolutely clear that Mo Xiaoyun doesn't carry the Mo surname anymore. Her name is Wang Xiaoyun. She's the daughter of President Wang of such-and-such company."

You'd have to go all the way back over twenty years to when Old Man Mo got cheated on...

After that scandal, even low-level employees in the company knew the whole juicy drama. Back then, the chairman became the hottest topic of office gossip.

Shen Mingli kept staring at her. This eldest daughter of the Mo family really wasn't like the scheming types he'd met before. Her pretty almond-shaped eyes blinked innocently, sparkling with light—it was obvious she wasn't lying. In fact, she probably couldn't lie if she tried.

Even though Shen Mingli didn't understand why he could hear this Miss Mo's inner voice, one thing was clear—her thoughts were completely honest and unfiltered. Even if she ever tried to lie, her mind couldn't hide it from him.

[Huh? Do I have rice stuck to my face or something? Why's he staring at me?]

[Why'd he suddenly stop talking?]

Mo Keyu instinctively touched her face. It felt dry and clean—there was nothing there.

"All right, I understand now," he said, finally looking away.

Mo Keyu figured Wang Xiaoyun must've gotten herself into some kind of trouble, but that had nothing to do with their family anymore. If Wang Xiaoyun had even a shred of decency and treated the Mo family's eldest daughter better, she wouldn't have ended up being kicked out after decades of living under their roof. In the end, she brought it on herself.

The meeting went surprisingly smoothly. In fact, the Shen side even conceded a bit in Mo family's favor.

Uncle Lin hadn't expected the infamous eldest young master of the Shen family to be this easygoing. Rumor had it that anyone who crossed him always ended up in a terrible place. Even so, he didn't dare let his guard down—maybe it was just that no one had touched the guy's bottom line yet.

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