Chapter 180: Chapter 180: Rich Kids’ Game? I’m Not Playing Anymore (Part 18)

Ah Chen saw the familiar face appearing in front of the stall and was not surprised at all.

“What would you like to eat?” she asked with a smile, no different from how she greeted other customers.

Han Fangli, as if used to it, also had a smile on his face and said, “A large portion of mushroom soup and fried mushrooms, please.”

As for that spicy chicken, he decided to skip it—he was there to see her.

In the video, some people were discussing her and the man selling spicy chicken, suggesting they were in a relationship, but he didn’t care much.

To be honest, he simply didn’t take someone like Song Mo seriously.

Whether the other person is just a spicy chicken seller now or a former popular idol, in his eyes, they’re not worth considering.

Even if she and Song Mo were indeed dating, it wouldn’t last.

He didn’t have high hopes for it.

There are too many temptations out there; who knows who will give in over time? He glanced at Song Mo, who was helping another customer behind him with spicy chicken. That person was indeed good-looking, worthy of being a once-popular idol.

But what does that matter? Being banned meant being banned.

He wondered if the other person still wanted to return to that circle.

He had no interest in dealing with such matters, but surely there would be someone who did.

“Okay,” Ah Chen agreed.

Han Fangli’s glance at Song Mo was noticed by her, and she saw the disdain in it clearly.

“These are for you,” Han Fangli handed her the bouquet of fresh flowers he was holding.

Seeing this scene, the people in the line realized that the flowers were for the beautiful boss.

As Ah Chen was frying mushrooms, she glanced at the bouquet on the cart—it was a combination of champagne-colored roses and eustoma today, still looking beautiful and fresh, just the way she liked it.

“No need, I already have flowers I like,” she said, looking at the bouquet with a gentle, particularly pretty smile.

The people in line all felt her smile was too beautiful; someone couldn’t resist taking a photo. They captured Ah Chen smiling at the flowers while Song Mo stared at her from behind.

Truly beautiful.

A somewhat fairytale romance, yet full of life’s essence.

Seeing this scene filled many people’s hearts, with a sense of fulfillment and joy that seemed to sweep away the fatigue of the whole day.

Here, the soup can warm their stomachs, the spicy chicken can make them happy, and watching the two good-looking owners in love brings them happiness, truly a comprehensive experience.

Happiness that can be bought for as little as five yuan.

“Would you like chili powder?” Ah Chen asked.

Han Fangli said, “No, thanks.”

Facing the gazes and whispers around him, he maintained his demeanor.

From start to finish, she only glanced once at the flowers in his hand.

Anyone could see that the bouquet in his hands must be very expensive, with every little decoration meticulously crafted.

But she didn’t seem to appreciate it much.

Instead, she would occasionally smile at the flowers on the cart.

Does she really like them that much?

How long can that fondness last?

It’s just a temporary freshness; eventually, she’ll get tired of it.

Ordinary life is all about daily essentials; just talking about feelings is laughable because both life and emotions require money to sustain.

Since she didn’t want them, Han Fangli didn’t insist either. He sat on a small stool nearby, sipping the soup. At the first sip, he paused slightly.

The soup was really delicious.

Did she really have such skills?

He knew her cooking was quite good, having learned from top chefs specifically for Xiao Su. He knew because she used to frequently call asking Xiao Su if he wanted to come over for dinner.

Xiao Su mostly declined, saying he would eat out with friends.

They would ask Xiao Su if her cooking was bad.

With a faint smile, Xiao Su praised once, “The taste is not bad, and it’s delicately made, but I don’t feel like going back to eat.”

At the time, they simply laughed it off, knowing well that Xiao Su didn’t care much about keeping a stand-in. Bringing someone back was merely an attempt to find traces of Qin Zhiyao in her.

Initially, Xiao Su was quite serious. Perhaps because she never resembled her, he lost interest. Given Xiao Su’s character, he wouldn’t have told Li Chen she was a stand-in. Feeling she wasn’t alike, he didn’t need to explain to someone considered a plaything.

No longer interested, he just ignored it.

Li Chen would call Xiao Su over for dinner often, but that was only during the first two years.

In recent years, such occurrences had been rare, not even twice a year.

Watching the fried mushrooms Ah Chen brought before him, Han Fangli felt a sense of anticipation.

Taking a bite, it indeed did not disappoint, and it was delicious!

With each bite of fried mushroom and each sip of the mushroom soup, he was completely immersed in the delicious food, consuming it cleanly. Staring at the empty bowl, he was a bit stunned.

So unexpected.

Xiao Su had hidden such a treasure and hadn’t properly enjoyed her culinary creations?

How unfortunate.

Han Fangli prepared to leave but decided to pack a portion to go before he left.

Ah Chen said, “Go stand in line. Whether you can get it when it’s your turn, I don’t know.”

Han Fangli chuckled silently. He didn’t expect her to make an exception for him. Looking at the long line, he chose not to line up but approached someone in the queue to discuss buying their spot.

To his surprise, the person didn’t agree right away and cautiously asked Ah Chen, “Boss, if I sell him my spot, will I get blacklisted?”

“Smart of you to ask first. Anyone caught queuing on behalf of someone else will be blacklisted. However, if you sell him the spot for five hundred thousand, you won’t be blacklisted, and I won’t take a cut—you’ll profit,” Ah Chen first complimented before stating her conditions.

It’s her stall, she makes the rules. They can simmer with anger if they’re upset; it’s not her problem.

If they really pay for spots, real customers passing by won’t get to eat. She doesn’t want her vending life to be disturbed.

Better to set a guide price: if they really can sell a spot for half a million, they’d have some skills.

Han Fangli paused his motion to transfer money.

The customer who just asked was thrilled, inquiring, “Handsome guy, will you buy the spot for five hundred thousand?”

Even if blacklisted, she was willing if the spot could fetch five hundred thousand.

The boss was so kind, letting her keep all the profit.

But, would this wealthy handsome man pay?

“No need,” Han Fangli put his phone away, glancing at Ah Chen, who was frying mushrooms—she was quite adept at cutting off avenues like this.

It wasn’t as if he didn’t have five hundred thousand, often spending more than that on entertainment, but buying a spot like this was unnecessary.

“Handsome guy, it seems you’re not truly in love. You’re not even willing to spend five hundred thousand?” said the young lady customer. “If you truly liked the boss, you wouldn’t blink at spending five hundred thousand, or even five million.”

Han Fangli laughed, “Where did you see that?”

Such cases exist but are rare, right?

“In novels, of course.”

He couldn’t help but chuckle, “Buying your spot clearly wouldn’t move her.”

“That’s why I said you don’t truly like her. People say a man would risk it all for his beloved. If you constantly weigh pros and cons, considering outcomes, you’re too rational.”

“Love is impulsive, making people irrational. So, are you buying my spot or not? If you don’t, it’ll be my turn soon,” the young lady eagerly asked.

Han Fangli understood—she was trying to make five hundred thousand out of him.

What she said was right; love is impulsive. He might like Li Chen a bit, but not to that extent.

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