Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 317: Are you not clear whether I am a man or not?

Chapter 317: Chapter 317: Are you not clear whether I am a man or not?

Mu Shaoze sat beside An Yan and said to her, "I was just playing games with Anan and Yanyan, and I promised them that if I lost, I would buy them toys. I saw you when I passed by."

Zhou Ziqiao raised an eyebrow. It was rare for Mu Shaoze, who usually disdained explanations, to clarify his motive for being there. It was a clear message to her that his being there was a coincidence and not a deliberate attempt to see her, signaling her not to flatter herself.

She pursed her lips and said, "An Yan, you’re busy then. Nanli and I will head out."

Mu Shaoze leaned back in his chair and glanced at Zhou Ziqiao. "What, you’re leaving with your new flame as soon as I arrive? Are you aware that what you’ve done is indefensible and you can’t face people?"

An Yan internally sighed. Her fourth brother’s mouth really was beyond help.

Song Nanli chuckled softly. "Your insinuations are quite sharp. Why so bitter? Could it be that after the annulment, you’ve fallen for our Qiaoqiao?"

Mu Shaoze didn’t know which word ticked him off, but he let out a snort of derision. "Fancy her? That’s laughable! Even if I fancied a sow, I wouldn’t take to her!"

An Yan looked at Mu Shaoze. "Fourth Brother, if you’re going to buy toys, go to the Dream Toy Store. Anan and Yanyan like the toys there. Ziqiao, Nanli, and I are planning to go eat spicy crayfish."

She felt that Mu Shaoze was speaking so bitterly right now that she wanted to send him away. Otherwise, who knew what irritating things that mouth of his would spout next.

However...

Mu Shaoze didn’t seem to catch An Yan’s hint. "Spicy crayfish sounds great! I like them too, let’s go together."

Zhou Ziqiao narrowed her eyes and then looped her arm through Song Nanli’s, "Then let’s go."

The two of them got up and walked towards the exit.

An Yan sighed softly. "Fourth Brother, if you like Ziqiao, then chase her back. Why spout these sour grapes here?"

Mu Shaoze adamantly denied, "I wouldn’t like her. I just feel utterly miffed at being cuckolded."

An Yan shook her head. "Someone’s wholehearted fondness for another is based on how much they treasure that person. Once she realizes that what she clutched in her palm was not a gem but glass shards, can that fondness persist? One reaps what they sow with each step; don’t wait until the pain hits to regret."

Watching An Yan’s retreating figure, Mu Shaoze didn’t know how much he took in, but he felt unsettled, especially when he saw Zhou Ziqiao intimately linking arms with another man. He was vexed.

He strode after them.

Zhuo’er Street was a one-stop destination for dining and entertainment, housing many renowned eateries.

The day before, An Yan and Zhou Ziqiao didn’t go downstairs and had ordered from a famous crayfish establishment on Zhuo’er Street.

Mu Shaoze entered after them, taking a seat next to An Yan, his legs crossed in a relaxed and nonchalant posture.

An Yan ordered spicy crayfish and spicy rabbit heads, then handed the menu to Zhou Ziqiao, "You and Nanli order."

Zhou Ziqiao ordered spicy fried razor clams. "Nanli, didn’t you want to try the spicy hot pot? Shall we order one?"

"They have spicy hot pot here?" Song Nanli was pleasantly surprised, "Great, add one of that to our order. I wonder which bastard stole our dinner last night."

Mu Shaoze: "..."

Song Nanli was particularly animated talking about it, "Had I known earlier, I would’ve made it extra hot, just to burn his ass!"

Mu Shaoze: "..."

Song Nanli, feeling cheerful, passed the menu to Mu Shaoze. "Fourth Young Master Mu, you should order one too."

Mu Shaoze snapped his fingers, and a waiter quickly came over, "Sir, may I help you with something?"

Mu Shaoze spoke faintly. "The order is complete, but remember to make that spicy hot pot insanely spicy."

Song Nanli: "..."

The result was that by the end of the meal, Song Nanli was drenched in sweat from the spiciness, guzzling down three bottles of mineral water.

Song Nanli went to the restroom again.

Zhou Ziqiao angrily glared at Mu Shaoze, "You’ve gone too far, why bother being so abnormally cruel? Now that it’s over, why don’t you eat? You even have the nerve to go against Nanli, saying that a man who doesn’t eat isn’t a man, then if you don’t eat, you’re not a man either!"

Mu Shaoze raised an eyebrow slightly, "Whether I’m a man or not, aren’t you clear on that?"

Zhou Ziqiao choked, feeling that Mu Shaoze was truly despicable!

She bit her lower lip, "It’s precisely because I’m clear on it, that I feel I shouldn’t wrong myself and should instead find a normal man to live with!"

Just as it was noon, the restaurant was crowded, and everyone turned their gazes towards Mu Shaoze, casting peculiar looks.

Mu Shaoze’s eyes were chillingly fixed on Zhou Ziqiao, "If I’m not normal, then who did you give your first time to?"

Zhou Ziqiao’s eyes instantly reddened, and she splashed the glass of water in her hand onto the man’s face, "Mu Shaoze, you’ve gone too far!"

She ran out of the restaurant.

An Yan glared at Mu Shaoze, his face wet, "Fourth Brother, you’ve really crossed the line! Originally, I had thought about helping you win back Ziqiao, but now I won’t stand by you anymore."

She followed Zhou Ziqiao’s figure and left the restaurant.

At this time, Song Nanli came out of the restroom and saw Mu Shaoze sitting in a particularly wretched state at his seat.

He seemed to understand what had happened. He stepped forward, grabbed the man’s collar, and landed a punch on his face, "What the hell did you do to Qiaoqiao? If you don’t like her, don’t insult her! She has liked you for five years, does she deserve to be humiliated by you? Three months ago, that night, it was me who asked Qiaoqiao out, and I regret deeply what happened. You’re truly garbage! Go lock yourself up with your white-faced Green Tea Bitch and stop causing harm to others!"

Mu Shaoze wiped the blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, unsure why he had treated Zhou Ziqiao the way he did.

In the past, she would orbit around him, eagerly following behind him, calling him brother.

He had felt quite comfortable and at ease in her company.

After meeting He Xiyue, He Xiyue came to him crying, saying that Zhou Ziqiao had sought her out several times, warning her to stay away from him.

She even said Zhou Ziqiao admitted to liking him and claimed she would eventually have him.

Then "that incident" happened soon afterward, which caused him deep aversion.

Manipulating him in such a manner was something he could never accept.

What’s most important is that Zhou Ziqiao pinned the blame for the incident on He Xiyue, daring to act but not to own up.

That was why, although he had taken some responsibility, he was cold towards Zhou Ziqiao.

Recalling Zhou Ziqiao’s grievous and angry eyes, he felt very agitated, seemingly understanding that what he had said just now had indeed been too harsh.

He got up and walked outside, wanting to check on Zhou Ziqiao’s condition.

At this moment, his phone in his pocket started buzzing.

He took it out and saw that it was a call from He Xiyue.

He ignored it, letting the phone continue to vibrate as he followed the path Song Nanli had taken, catching up.

At the corner of a display window, Zhou Ziqiao was hugging An Yan and sobbing heavily.

"An Yan, I’ll never like him again. Not only does he not like me, but he also humiliated me. I want to be cherished too. I chased after him for five full years, I’m so tired, I don’t ever want to like him again..."

An Yan consoled her, "Whatever decision you make, I will support you."

Zhou Ziqiao recalled An Yan mentioning the scheme involving Fu Shiyan and sniffled, "An Yan, I’ve finally realized the difference between liking and not liking. You schemed against Fu Shiyan, and he could forgive you because he liked you from the start. So, between Mu Shaoze and me, he never really liked me. If he did, even if I had schemed against him, he would have forgiven me."

Mu Shaoze came close enough to overhear this last half of the conversation.

"If it was me who had schemed against him, he would have forgiven me as well."

His eyes narrowed coldly; indeed, she had finally admitted that she had schemed against him.