This Bad Luck is Awesome!

For some reason, the image of Liu Shishi suddenly flashed through his mind.

He couldn’t help but feel that Shen Qingying’s grace and temperament were very similar to hers.

Chen Mo locked his car, walked to the café entrance, and stood in front of her.

"Sorry, something came up. I’m a little late."

Chen Mo glanced at his watch. He was over ten minutes late for their appointment.

"It’s okay, I just got here myself. Shall we head inside?"

Shen Qingying offered a charming smile, not seeming to mind Chen Mo’s tardiness in the slightest as she led the way.

Chen Mo watched her elegant figure from behind. He could tell from her swan-like neck, held perfectly straight with no forward slouch, that she must have had professional posture training.

She was wearing flats, yet she still looked exceptionally tall.

Chen Mo estimated her to be at least 172 cm tall without heels.

Soon, Shen Qingying had led him to a table in a corner of the café.

They sat down facing each other.

"Mr. Chen, what would you like to drink?"

Shen Qingying pulled out her phone, scanned the QR code to order, and handed it to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo glanced at the menu. He wasn’t a coffee connoisseur; it all tasted the same to him.

He casually ordered an iced caramel latte and handed the phone back to her.

Shen Qingying ordered a coffee for herself, along with a few snacks.

After placing the order, she set down her phone and looked at Chen Mo, her beautiful eyes filled with a glimmer of curiosity.

She had just seen him pull up in a sports car with her own two eyes.

While it wasn’t surprising for a man of Chen Mo’s status and wealth to drive a sports car, she still found herself filled with curiosity about him.

"Mr. Chen, I still don’t know your first name. Calling you Mr. Chen all the time feels a bit too formal."

She smiled charmingly, her voice soft and pleasant.

"Chen Mo."

There was no change in Chen Mo’s expression as he replied coolly.

"Your birthday wouldn’t happen to be April 1st, would it?"

Shen Qingying speculated, a thoughtful glimmer in her bright eyes.

"How did you know?"

Chen Mo shot her a surprised glance.

"Your license plate! CM401."

Shen Qingying explained softly, covering her mouth with an elegant hand as she smiled.

She had remembered Chen Mo’s license plate, and as soon as she heard his name, she immediately made the connection.

Seeing Chen Mo’s reaction, she knew she had guessed correctly.

Being able to get a license plate with your own initials and birthday meant one thing for sure: Chen Mo was definitely very wealthy.

"Clever."

Chen Mo smiled slightly and nodded.

Just then, a server brought over their coffee and snacks.

Chen Mo raised his cup and took a sip. ’Not bad.’

Shen Qingying also took a delicate sip.

"We’ve met, we’re having coffee... You can tell me what this is about now."

Chen Mo asked bluntly, looking at Shen Qingying across the table.

’She had tried to ask him out for a drink at the hotel that day, and when he refused, she still insisted on adding him on WeChat.’

’Then, after they were contacts, she invited him out again.’

’And she was a stunning beauty, at that.’

’All this made it hard for Chen Mo not to suspect she had an ulterior motive.’

Hearing Chen Mo ask so directly about her motives, Shen Qingying set down her coffee cup.

’If Chen Mo was going to be direct, then she might as well be, too.’

"Chen Mo... this might be a bit forward, but are you married?"

Shen Qingying asked softly, blinking as she looked directly into Chen Mo’s eyes.

"No."

A look of surprise flickered in Chen Mo’s eyes as he gave a slight shake of his head.

’She couldn’t actually be interested in me, could she?’

’Have I really gotten that handsome?’

’Falling for me after just two meetings?’

"In that case, do you have any plans to marry? Do you look forward to married life?"

Hearing that Chen Mo wasn’t married, Shen Qingying immediately followed up with two more questions.

"Why are you asking this?"

Chen Mo gave her a suspicious look.

’Asking me if I want to get married right off the bat? Is this a blind date or something?’

"If you haven’t made any plans for marriage, then you might consider me."

"Here’s my resume. You can take a look."

Shen Qingying knew her questions would confuse Chen Mo, so she stopped asking.

Instead, she stated her purpose directly, pulling out her resume and handing it to Chen Mo.

"Consider you?"

Chen Mo took her resume, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.

’I think I’m starting to understand what Shen Qingying is after.’