Murong Yanran drank half of it and pushed the coconut bowl to Li Haochen's side, without even picking up the spoon. "I'm a bit full, you drink it."
Just as he was still wanting more, Murong Yanran offered it to him. How could he refuse? He picked up the spoon and began to eat with relish.
Liu Zijun covered her mouth and giggled, "Oh, you've already kissed, hee hee!"
Murong Yanran's face flushed. She picked up a piece of fish and stuffed it into Liu Zijun's mouth, playfully scolding, "Eat it."
Li Haochen wasn't one to be shy. He leisurely drank the soup, taking his time.
"Ah~~ This is so delicious, if you opened a shop, it would definitely make a fortune," Li Haochen said casually, letting out a satisfied burp and leaning back in his chair.
Li Haochen said it casually, but Murong Yanran took it to heart. Her mind was already racing with calculations. She glanced at Liu Zijun beside her, her eyes lighting up. She immediately had an idea and linked arms with Liu Zijun, walking back to the room, "I need to talk to Zijun about something. You can wash the bowls."
Liu Zijun, still somewhat dazed, was led into the room by Murong Yanran.
Inside the room, Murong Yanran looked at Liu Zijun as if a wolf had seen a sheep, her eyes shining.
"Hey, what's with that look? So lewd, what bad things are you thinking about?" Liu Zijun blocked her chest with her hands, adopting a defensive posture.
"Get lost, as if you're that lewd?" Murong Yanran pulled Liu Zijun to sit on the bed and said seriously, "I want to partner with you to open a shop, just like the coconut bowl we had just now, what do you think?"
"Seriously?" Liu Zijun was also tempted. She had immense confidence in the family recipe passed down through generations. If not for the family's misfortune, it would probably be a household name by now.
"Of course, if I lie to you, I'll be a dog."
"This..." Liu Zijun swallowed the words before they could be uttered. It wasn't that she didn't want to, but she was short on cash. She shook her head and said with a wry smile, "Yanran, to be honest, I didn't save much money during my two years in America. The ticket back home used up all my savings. I only have a few hundred yuan on me, I..."
Murong Yanran tightly clasped Liu Zijun's hands, "Don't dwell on the past. I'll provide the capital, you provide the skills."
"Aren't you afraid of losing everything?"
"If we lose, I'll tie you up as my bandit queen, hee hee."
"Yanran, are you serious?" Liu Zijun sat up straighter and asked seriously.
Murong Yanran smiled and pointed at Liu Zijun's chest, "Are these real or fake?"
Liu Zijun was taken aback, feigning shyness, and muttered, "Genuine, you can touch if you don't believe me." With that, she grabbed Murong Yanran's hand and pressed it upwards.
Murong Yanran broke free, "If they are real, then where could there be fakes?"
Liu Zijun was touched. Her large eyes glistened as she looked at Murong Yanran and said with a smile, "I've fallen in love with you, what should I do to repay you?"
Murong Yanran was also a good actress. She pinched Liu Zijun's chin with her small hand, "Then pledge yourself to me."
"Ah, you're serious? No~~"
Suddenly, the entire room was filled with a romantic atmosphere, creating a vivid scene.
That night, Murong Yanran, having just finished her bath, again had Li Haochen blow-dry her hair.
Li Haochen happily took the hairdryer. A wave of fragrance filled his nostrils, he didn't know if it was her natural scent or the shampoo, but it was very pleasant and made him feel a little restless.
He shook his head and very carefully and gently blew Murong Yanran's hair.
Long hair was troublesome; it took nearly half an hour to dry, leaving Li Haochen's shoulders aching.
"Tired?"
"Mm, a little," Li Haochen scratched his head and smiled.
"I'll massage you." Without giving Li Haochen a chance to refuse, she stood behind him and pressed him onto the sofa.
Her two delicate hands moved like little elves, dancing on Li Haochen's shoulders.
"How is it?"
"Mm, very comfortable, I don't want to get up."
Murong Yanran smiled, "Then I'll massage a bit longer."
"Zijun and I just discussed it. We plan to partner up and open a coconut stewed soup shop. What do you think?" Murong Yanran said as she massaged, with a hint of anticipation, seemingly hoping for unwavering support.
Li Haochen had a deep memory of the coconut soup from earlier, its lingering fragrance still on his lips and teeth. When Murong Yanran mentioned it, he naturally agreed wholeheartedly. Moreover, it was his wife starting a business; he would support it with all his heart.
"If you want to do it, then do it. No matter what, I'm behind you."
"Mm."
On the other side, Mai Jiaqi was visibly displeased. Not only did she get tricked into a meal, but the little blue pill didn't last for more than a few minutes. Could she be satisfied? She still had to put on a smiling face, which made her feel miserable inside.
"Jiaqi, how is it going with the branch store?" Mu Shaoyang had been receiving several thousand yuan from Mai Jiaqi every day for the past few days. His mind was filled with thoughts of making big money, and he had no time to think about retaliating against Li Haochen and the others.
"Young Master Yang, it opens tomorrow. You can rest assured with my work. Just lie back and collect the money." Mai Jiaqi was also full of confidence and made grand promises.
"Very good. By the way, why has the money transferred to me decreased recently?" Mu Shaoyang said lightly, actually just giving a subtle warning.
Mai Jiaqi understood and responded meekly, "Young Master Yang, it's not the weekend these past few days, so there are fewer tourists."
She naturally dared not say that the business of Li Haochen's shop had gradually improved, leading to a decline in hers.
"Oh, is that so?" Mu Shaoyang narrowed his eyes, his thoughts unclear.
"You can go back now and rest well. Make sure the new store opening tomorrow is well-prepared. I plan to open stores all over Binhai. Help me well, and I won't let you down, understand?" Mu Shaoyang was not joking. He had planned to open more stores earlier, but lack of funds had put it on hold. These past two days, he was considering selling his beloved car.
"Really? That's great! Then I wish Young Master Yang victory and the creation of a new legend in Binhai!" Mai Jiaqi feigned excitement, speaking a few pleasant words wouldn't hurt her. Although inwardly, she despised him.
"Haha, a new legend, well said." These words clearly pleased Mu Shaoyang greatly. If not for his father's restrictions, he would have wanted to go solo and forge a career, not take over the family business. He hated the bland seafood.
After Mai Jiaqi left, Mu Shaoyang couldn't wait. He immediately called his friend who dealt in used cars, "Young Master Hong, my car..."
After some haggling, the price was set at 3.8 million yuan, which made Mu Shaoyang tremble with heartache, "Damn it, this scumbag Hong Haiquan, he's not giving me any face at all. Just wait until my uncle takes office in a few days, and I won't let your Hong family off."
Leaving the hotel, Mai Jiaqi drove to the neighboring city of Yishi, where she had her own coconut shop. The second floor was transformed into her own private pink, dreamy princess room.
Lying on the soft bed, she gazed at the night sky outside. "It's so good to be home. I'll work hard tomorrow!"