"Seventy-three thousand yuan."
Huo Mian's mouth dropped wide open after she heard his answer.
"A bowl of noodles is two yuan, if we eat one bowl a day it will be four yuan for two people. In one year that's one thousand four hundred and sixty yuan. It will be seventy-three thousand in fifty years," Qin Chu immediately said afterward.
"So, you basically deposited enough money to buy noodles for the next fifty years," Huo Mian said, bewildered.
"I want to eat ramen with you my whole life. That's all," Qin Chu looked Huo Mian in the eye and said.
Then, the noodle shop's owner interrupted, "I promised this kid that I would get my kids to inherit this noodle house if I ever become too old to make them. We will make sure the tab is kept clear."
"That's not what I mean Ah-Xin, I just thinkthis is so bizarre," Huo Mian explained.
"Not to me," Qin Chu said innocently.
"Okay, never mind."
Huo Mian still couldn't get over what happened as they were leaving the noodle house.
If a man was willing to eat ramen with you his whole life, doesn't it also mean that he wants to spend the rest of his life with you?
Could she and Qin Chu be like thistheir entire lives?
She didn't dare think or dream about it...
"You look like you are concentrating really hard on something you must be contemplating things related to me." Qin Chu glanced at Huo Mian, who looked absent-minded.
"Could you be any more self-absorbed, President Qin?" Huo Mian rolled her eyes at him.
"Am I wrong?"
"You know, I can't believe the noodle house stayed exactly the same. I can't imagine how they did it, not changing the price for seven years. Ah-Xin is such a nice business owner," Huo Mian said in an attempt to change the subject and cover up the fact that Qin Chu was, in fact, correct.
"I see that you are trying to change the subject. So was I right then?"
"You are unbelievable..." said Huo Mian. She felt a little speechless.
"You're not a belly worm in my stomach, even twins can't guess what the other person is thinking," Huo Mian said. She then turned her head away from him in an attempt to disengage from the further conversation.
Qin Chu didn't say a word. He simply smirked quietly.
Qin Chu drove the car to First Hospital. Huo Mian bought some take out for Zhixin as dinner.
Jing Zhixin recovered very well after the surgery. His mom would come and take care of him during the day, and a caretaker Huo Mian hired came during the night.
This way, Jing Zhixin was taken care of at all times.
Huo Mian chatted with Zhixin a little and noticed that it was getting late. She was contemplating whether she should stay over at the hospital since she had to work the next day.
Zhu Lingling's phone call came in just then. She invited her out for dinner.
- At a Thai restaurant in the downtown district of C City -
Zhu Lingling looked beautiful in her flaming red dress. Huo Mian still wore the same black dress that she wore for the funeral.
"You're here early." Huo Mian smiled.
"There might not be any seats left if I didn't come early. The pineapple rice here is delicious, you should try it."
"Okay." Huo Mian smiled and slid into her seat gracefully.
"Hey, that is a Versace dress! Qin Chu is so generous!" As an airline stewardess, Zhu Lingling sometimes worked as a private purchasing agent, so she was familiar with luxury goods.
"That's not the point, alright? The point is I just came from Grandma Huo's funeral. That's why I'm wearing a black dress."
"Oh yes, tell me about the family! Was that super-rich dad of yours surprised to see you? Did you see Prince Huo? Was he a handsome gentleman? Was Huo Yanyan still as annoying as she used to be?" Zhu Lingling was immediately in gossip mode.
"Huo Siqian? Handsome? Gentleman?"
Those words couldn't possibly be associated with him, Huo Mian thought.
"You've asked so many questions, I don't even know which to answer first." Huo Mian took a sip of her tea.
"Okay, I will ask one question at a time then. Have you and Qin Chu done it yet?"
Huo Mian almost spat out her tea in utter surprise.