The Cannon Fodder and Her Mr. Right

Chapter 40 - 40: She has a Son



Chapter 40 - 40: She has a Son

Chapter 40: She has a Son

Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

Mo Yangyang successfully returned to the restaurant. She had no idea that she was actually the cause of the accident on the road.

The restaurant did not have any customers, since it was already past mealtime and it was still raining outside.

Yuanyuan quickly ran to Mo Yangyang when she was back, “Sister Yangyang…”

“What’s wrong?”

Yuanyuan looked outside and said softly, “I noticed some dodgy people looking at our restaurant lately. They don’t look friendly to me.”

Mo Yangyang paused briefly while she was taking off the raincoat. She had noticed the same thing.

She comforted Yuanyuan, “Don’t worry… we’ll close earlier for two days and call the police if anything happens.”

Yuanyuan nodded. She went to get Mo Yangyang a glass of hot water.

Mo Yangyang received it with a smile, “Thanks…”

The heat warmed Mo Yangyang’s hands through the glass.

She was a little lost in her thoughts. She was still recalling the series of events over the past few days.

Even though Xie Xize was a huge threat, she was facing other troubles, too.

The Changyue Group was trying to force her to sign the contract to relocate her restaurant. The robber that came the other night sounded like he was targeting the restaurant on purpose. The robbery and his attempt to rape her were planned beforehand!

Who did she even offend that they would want to set her up in such a vicious way?

Mo Yangyang told the police her suspicions, but the robber only admitted he was robbing the restaurant for money. He did not mention anything else.

Mo Yangyang already sensed danger closing in, not just from Xie Xize, but from other sources too!

Was she really going to lose the peaceful life that had lasted for five years?

She looked at the dim sky outside and sighed. Why did her life have to be so tough?

Mo Yangyang had been hiding for five years. She was very good at cooking, yet she did not dare to make the dishes too delicious. She was worried that she might get too much attention if the restaurant had too many customers.

However, she had still failed to avoid the inevitable…

Mo Yangyang sighed again!

Two people came into the restaurant while she was deep in thought. One was a middle-aged man, the other a young man in a trendy outfit wearing a mask. His hair was dyed gray. Mo Yangyang could not see his face, but he was extremely tall.

The middle-aged man asked, “Boss, do you have anything to eat?”

“Of course, what would you like?”

The young man blurted out rudely, “There’s nothing but houseflies in here. The food must stink like the pig’s feed. There’s no chance I’m eating here.”

The smile on Mo Yangyang’s face disappeared instantly. She never felt confident with herself, apart from her cooking skills.

She would tolerate people insulting her, but she would never tolerate those that insulted her cooking skills!

The middle-aged man apologized, “I’m sorry. A few of your signature dishes will do, be quick.”

Mo Yangyang glanced at the young man coldly. She rolled her sleeves up and went to the kitchen.

Her dignity was at stake. She would rather write her name in reverse if she did not let the young man leave the restaurant with a bloated stomach.

The hotel…

The bodyguards reported to Xie Xize, “Professor, we discovered that someone was following the lady when we were escorting her back.”

“Look into it!”

“Sure…”

Meanwhile, the assistant was staring at his tablet with a troubled expression.

He finally went up to his boss after a slight hesitation, “Sir… I’ve got the information you want, but…”

Xie Xize frowned, “What is it?”

The assistant clenched his teeth and accepted his fate by lowering his head, “The…the delivery girl just then. She…she already has a son. I believe… she is married.”

A wild storm arose inside Xie Xize’s calm eyes, “Say that again…”


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