The Rich Family's Melon King Only Wants to Eat Melon, but Her Thoughts Are Heard Ch. 45

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"Th-thank you, President Shen," Mo Keyu said, her voice barely louder than a mosquito.

She used to talk casually with Shen Mingli, totally fearless in her ignorance. But now that she knew everything he'd done—and saw how everyone around him acted like scared little grandkids—she couldn't help but be affected too.

Shen Mingli refilled her coconut juice, his voice gentle. "Miss Mo, the Shen family and the Mo family are business partners. No need to be so polite."

"Thank you, President Shen," Mo Keyu replied, accepting her favorite coconut juice, then gave Pei Zhengming a sympathetic look.

[No wonder the deal didn't go through. The brand had a massive shake-up—Sister Wang doesn't have the same pull anymore.]

[System, the way you're putting it, Pei Zhengming's taste is kinda wild.]

[He really thought he'd found true love, but he was just getting played.]

Pei Zhengming's eyes widened. Wait—what did he just hear? Sister Wang?

Only he ever used that nickname. His relationship with her had been kept tightly under wraps—he was the only one who knew.

So how did that voice in his head know?

[Still, gotta admit, Sister Wang really takes care of herself. Sixty and looks thirty—how does that even work?]

[Oh~ she drops tens of millions every year on skincare, sticks to a strict fitness and wellness routine. Gotta admire that dedication.]

[But if she's married and still fooling around outside, that's just wrong. Basic moral boundaries, y'know?]

[Wait—they both cheated? Oh, then whatever.]

Pei Zhengming sat there in a daze, his mouth hanging open like he'd just heard something life-shattering.

That voice said his Xiao Mei had another man?!

No way! No way! Xiao Mei was so sweet, so good to him—how could she possibly be living with another man?

Besides, she told him she was already divorced!

Shen Mingli glanced at Pei Zhengming too, and for the first time, there was a weird look in his eyes.

"Xiao Pei?" his manager called softly. Seeing Pei Zhengming sitting there, pale and slack-jawed, she got spooked.

But no matter how she called him, Pei Zhengming stayed frozen in place.

"Xiao Pei? Xiao Pei." She gave his shoulder a squeeze, and he looked at her in a daze, like a total idiot.

That really freaked her out. He was fine just a minute ago—what the hell happened?

Even Shen Mingli had never seen anything like this. Jia Shen Entertainment was just one of the Shen family's many businesses—artists were always managed by the higher-ups at the entertainment company.

"Your artist doesn't look well. If he's not feeling good, you should take him home," Shen Minglei said, tapping the table as a reminder.

President Shen had spoken—the manger grabbed Pei Zhengming right away.

He was like a walking corpse, letting himself get dragged along, nearly slamming into the door on the way out.

[Well, sounds like karma to me.]

[That guy used to rely on his good looks to mess with people's feelings.]

[That poor girl from the countryside was already insecure enough, and he made a bet with his bros and went out of his way to fool her. In the end, he messed with her head and her body, leaving her scarred for life.]

[Welp, what goes around comes around.]

As she chatted with the system, Mo Keyu realized she was full. But since it was Shen Mingli across the table, she hadn't dared look up the whole time she was eating.

Now that she was done, she noticed the eldest Shen heir seemed to be checking his messages.

Mo Keyu just sat quietly and waited.

[I'm full now, but Shen Mingli's still texting. Would talking now bother him?]

But after just a little while, Shen Mingli finally put down his phone.

Mo Keyu took the chance to speak. "President Shen, I'm done eating."

Right after she spoke, her eyes met his—those eyes that were practically hypnotic—and she instantly got goosebumps all over.

How could someone's eyes look that good?

But he didn't respond right away. He just sat there in silence, like he was hesitating about something.

[Uh... why is President Shen looking at me like that? Do I have rice on my face or something?]

Mo Keyu quietly reached out with her right hand and casually wiped her cheek.

[No rice... then what is it?]

Shen Mingli lowered his gaze, maybe realizing the awkwardness too, and looked away.

"Miss Mo, since the Mo Group and the Shen family are partners, why not exchange contact info?" he said gently, like it was something he'd seriously considered before deciding.

"Ah? Oh, okay."

It was a request from Young Master Shen—of course she wasn't going to say no. But honestly, she was just a small fry compared to him, so his offer came as a real surprise.

Mo Keyu fumbled to pull out her phone and clumsily brought up her personal contact QR code.

Once they connected on chat, she also added his phone number.

Mo Keyu honestly felt like she was dreaming.

[Young Master Shen is actually super chill... I really don't get why people call him the King of Hell behind his back.]

Shen Mingli's hand paused for a split second.

Mo Keyu didn't notice and smiled at him. "Thank you again, President Shen. If you ever need anything, feel free to reach out."

Shen Mingli let out a quiet "Mm."

"Then I'll get going."

He only said two words in reply, "Goodbye."

[Thought I was doomed the moment I ran into someone from the Shen family... didn't expect them to be so nice.]

[He noticed I was hungry and even treated me to food. There really are kind people in the world. Honestly... I'm jealous of Zhang Xiaoli.]

[She's surrounded by cultured, talented, good-looking people. Everything she sees is the beautiful side of the world.]

[Unlike me, who's stuck eating drama for breakfast and witnessing the full spectrum of human weirdness every day.]

...

As Mo Keyu walked away, the muttering voice in her head faded more and more into the background.

Shen Mingli leaned back in his chair, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly, his usually unreadable eyes now softening with a faint trace of amusement.

There were still several employees in the private room. One of them happened to be standing directly across from Young Master Shen and caught this moment—eyes going wide in disbelief, thinking he must've imagined it.

They'd worked at the company for a while now and had only seen the Shen family heir a few times, mostly when he came by for inspections.

He was always surrounded by a bunch of people, and never—not once—had he smiled like that at anyone. And if he did smile, it was always the standard business smile.

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