The Billionaire's Mischievous Sweetheart
Chapter 63 - 60 I Don’t Have Much Sympathy

Chapter 63: Chapter 60 I Don’t Have Much Sympathy

"If you’re going to thank anyone, thank Miss Hua. I don’t have much sympathy," Qi Longbing said with a faint, bland smile, his eyes cold and challenging. He looked as if he thought himself above everyone else.

Hua Xiaomo’s heart skipped a beat when she heard this. It wasn’t the first time she had heard him say these words.

She remembered that incident at the "Emma Show Field," where Ye Xiangxue had nearly been forced to drink an entire bottle of "Whiskey," and he had tossed out the same remark.

"Take me to see your manager, will you?" Qi Longbing glanced at Jiang Shuying. She had large eyes, delicate eyebrows, and a slender, well-proportioned figure. While quite attractive, for some reason, she seemed to pale in comparison when standing next to Hua Xiaomo.

"Of course, President Qi, please follow me," Jiang Shuying said hurriedly, casting a grateful glance at Hua Xiaomo. In a soft voice, she added, "Miss Hua, thank you so much."

"It’s nothing," Hua Xiaomo replied with a light smile. She glanced towards Qi Longbing, her expression seemingly nonchalant, but intuitively, she felt he wasn’t the type to be utterly heartless.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have helped Jiang Shuying just because of a word I said, she mused.

Indeed, with Qi Longbing stepping in, the matter was resolved with a single word. The pudgy manager, who had wanted to fire Jiang Shuying, saw President Qi speaking up for her. He immediately started fawning over him, stopping just short of pressing his face to Qi Longbing’s in his sycophancy.

Qi Longbing pressed his palm against the man’s face. "Stop talking, or I’ll fire you." Disgusting slobber!

Then Qi Longbing quickly walked towards the elevator. He turned back to look at Hua Xiaomo, who was still there. He said nothing, but a faint, ethereal smile brushed his lips. She certainly knows how to play the good Samaritan, he thought.

After Qi Longbing left in the elevator, Hua Xiaomo waited a while longer before patting Jiang Shuying on the shoulder. "Hey, I should be going now."

"Miss Hua, thank you so much," Jiang Shuying said, moved once again.

"My name is Hua Xiaomo; you can call me Xiao Mo. If there are any exhibitions in the future... remember to notify me, okay? This is my phone number," Hua Xiaomo said with a smile, and they quickly exchanged numbers.

"Yes, definitely."

After saying goodbye to Jiang Shuying, Hua Xiaomo quickly returned to her job at McDonald’s.

"Manager, good afternoon."

"Xiao Mo, I’m glad you’re here. I was really getting swamped," the manager said.

Hua Xiaomo smiled at the tall, mixed-race manager, then quickly changed into her work uniform and got busy.

Wiping down the tables again and again, watching them transform from dirty and messy to clean and tidy, she felt a true sense of accomplishment from her labor.

A pair of deep blue eyes watched her movements in the store through a telescope. For some reason, Qi Longbing just watched and didn’t seem in a hurry to go inside.

Through the telescope, he saw her smile again—a sweet, happy grin, the kind she seemingly never showed when she was with him.

He also saw the tall, mixed-race store manager occasionally bring her water or hand her a towel. She accepted everything cheerfully, always with a smile. Alright then, still smiling, he noted with some pique.

Damn woman, are you really that happy? Qi Longbing cursed silently. Is she really working this hard at McDonald’s just to woo that handsome foreigner? he wondered.

He then recalled the recent exhibition. He had seen her staring intently at the War God in the painting "Venus and War God," not looking away even for a moment. That’s exactly what the War God looks like, and yet she watched with such concentration... And she seemed to really like that Goddess Venus too...

For a moment, Qi Longbing’s expression shifted through several odd contortions as he smiled thoughtfully. Hua Xiaomo’s ideas are quite naive... but then again, I do like naive girls like her, he thought. I want to befriend her even more. If she’s willing, we could become very good friends!