Chapter 42: Is Mo Qian a Kept Man?

Mo Qian stood in the crowd, his aura cold and imposing, like a powerful force ready to strike.

The moment Qiao Lan’s voice rang out, he instantly retracted his aura, his voice filled with grievance as he said, “Wife, this ugly woman tried to molest me.”

The saleswoman nearly fainted upon hearing this.

She wasn’t stunningly beautiful, but she wasn’t exactly ugly either.

Qiao Lan glanced at the saleswoman lying on the floor, her lips twitching in disdain.

Although she hadn’t witnessed the entire scene, she could guess that the saleswoman hadn’t actually touched Mo Qian.

After spending some time with him, she knew he had a strong aversion to being touched.

Qiao Lan walked up to Mo Qian, her expression emotionless as she addressed the store manager, “I hope you can give us an explanation. Otherwise, if this incident gets out, it won’t be good for your store’s reputation, will it?”

The manager, seeing the two refusing to back down, knew that she couldn’t escape responsibility if she didn’t apologize and admit her mistake.

And as Qiao Lan had said, if word got out about their employee molesting a male customer, the store wouldn’t be able to stay open.

The manager softened her tone, “This was our fault. We apologize. We’ll cover all your expenses today, alright?”

Qiao Lan replied, “Fire her.”

“We will.”

The saleswoman was not only arrogant but also had impure intentions, and she had caused such a commotion. How could the manager possibly keep her?

Qiao Lan didn’t press the issue further.

She also didn’t take the clothes for free.

Mo Qian reached for his wallet to take out his bank card, but Qiao Lan spoke before the manager could, “We’ll pay for whatever we owe. We’d be the unreasonable ones if we took your clothes for free.”

The manager chuckled awkwardly, “Of course not.”

Qiao Lan ignored her and insisted on paying with her card.

If it weren’t for the fact that the tags had been removed, she wouldn’t even want these clothes.

The manager gave Qiao Lan a platinum membership discount.

A group of people watched them leave.

The saleswoman couldn’t help but gossip, “Manager, are they really a couple? That man seems very dependent on his wife.”

She was practically asking if Mo Qian was a kept man.

Although he was the one paying, Qiao Lan was the one covering the expenses, and the way he looked so aggrieved when he saw Qiao Lan made it hard to avoid suspicion.

The manager shook her head, her eyes deep as she said, “That man is not as simple as he appears.”

Before Qiao Lan appeared, the powerful aura surrounding him wasn’t something ordinary men possessed, let alone a kept man.

She turned around with heavy steps.

After sending off those two formidable figures, it was time to clean house.

…

After getting into the car, Mo Qian and Qiao Lan tacitly avoided mentioning the incident at the store.

It was just a trivial matter for them.

But thinking about He Miao, Qiao Lan’s eyes darkened.

She opened Lan’s chat window and inquired about He Miao’s information.

The other party was busy and didn’t reply for a while. Qiao Lan didn’t insist and closed her phone. Looking at the direction they were heading, she curiously asked, “Where are we going?”

Mo Qian gave her a cryptic answer, “Taking you to a place you’ve never been.”

Qiao Lan smiled.

A place she’d never been?

She had been to very few places in her life.

Before graduating, she was busy studying, and after graduating, she was busy working, shuttling between various office buildings every day.

She had no knowledge of those scenic and fun places.

Qiao Lan idly watched the scenery outside the window.

Mo Qian, as if performing magic, pulled out a bag of snacks from behind.

Qiao Lan asked in surprise, “When did you prepare this?”

“After you accepted my invitation, I went to prepare it.” Mo Qian said, “I didn’t know what kind of snacks you like, so I just bought some randomly. Tell me what you like, and I’ll prepare it next time.”

Qiao Lan looked at the various chips, chocolates, and lollipops in the bag and couldn’t help but laugh, “I’m not a child anymore.”

When she was younger, she would crave and long for these snacks when she saw Qiao Zhenyuan buying them for Qiao Yue. After growing up and being able to buy them herself, she found she had lost interest.

Many things only had meaning when they were eaten at that time.

“Who says only children can eat?” Mo Qian argued confidently, “There’s no age limit on the bag.”

Qiao Lan laughed. She took out a lollipop, unwrapped it, and put it in her mouth.

The sweet strawberry flavor filled her entire mouth, surprisingly delicious.

Mo Qian asked, “Is it good?”

Qiao Lan squinted her eyes in contentment, “Not bad.”

She didn’t forget to reciprocate, “Do you want some?”

Mo Qian shook his head, “I don’t like sweets.”

Qiao Lan blinked, “You don’t like sweets, then why do you always make sweet dishes?”

There was always a sweet dish on the dining table every day.

Sweet and sour pork ribs, braised pork, sweet and sour meat, stir-fried meat… they were practically different every day.

Mo Qian said matter-of-factly, “You like them.”

“…”

She thought about it carefully. Mo Qian indeed didn’t like sweets very much, unless she offered him some, he would only reluctantly take a bite.

She had never told him her favorite flavors, but he always managed to hit the spot whenever he cooked or ordered takeout.

The man’s unintentional thoughtfulness stirred a different kind of feeling in Qiao Lan’s heart.

She quickly cut off the feeling before it could spread.

Mo Qian was used to the little woman’s self-deception and didn’t say anything further.

The car drove for an hour, and Qiao Lan kept dozing off, her eyelids getting heavier and heavier until she finally couldn’t resist and fell asleep.

The car stopped, and Qiao Lan opened her eyes. She sat up, and the jacket she was wearing slipped off.

She couldn’t see the man in the driver’s seat, so she quickly looked out the window.

The sky was a vibrant blue, dotted with fluffy white clouds, and the emerald green sea churned with powerful waves. The moist, fresh air rushed towards her, refreshing and invigorating.

Qiao Lan pushed open the car door and got out, her eyes scanning the surroundings. She saw the man setting up a tent and hurried over, “Do you need help?”

“No, I’ll be done soon.”

The man’s movements were swift and efficient, and he quickly secured the tent.

Inside the tent were tables and chairs, and the table was set with fresh fruit and snacks, as well as a charcoal brazier for boiling tea.

Qiao Lan raised an eyebrow, “You’re quite the connoisseur.”

Mo Qian said, “This is my first time too.”

He wasn’t as relaxed as Qiao Lan, rarely having time to relax like this.

“But you seem like a pro.”

Mo Qian retorted, “Even if you haven’t eaten pork, you’ve seen pigs run, haven’t you?”

He had specifically consulted Tang Hongwen for this camping trip.

Mo Qian handed her a chair, “Enjoy the sea breeze and the ocean view. I heard the sunsets and sunrises here are beautiful.”

Qiao Lan curiously asked, “There’s no one here at all. How did you find this place?”

The waters here were very clear, indicating that this was an undeveloped beach.

Since it was undeveloped, finding this place wouldn’t be easy.

Mo Qian replied calmly, “A friend found it.”

After finding it, he bought it and made it a private beach, so naturally, no one would come here.