Chapter 628 A Distasteful Lunch


    After carrying her piggyback style for quite a while, Wesley was surprisingly not that tired. Even with his


    minimal sweating, ir still offered to wipe his face.


    He did not refuse her kind gesture and just let her do as she pleased while he browsed through the


    menu. "Which do you prefer? Western or Chinese? Well, it''s fine whichever you like. They have them


    both here."


    "I would like the steak."


    "Okay then."


    Wesley gestured that they were ready to order, and a waiter arrived at their table. ir went to throw


    the napkin she wiped Wesley''s face with and when she got back to her seat, she asked the waiter,


    "What kind of hot drinks do you serve?" She turned to look at Wesley and added, "I think you would like


    something hot to drink as well."


    "Hmm. I don''t think I want it. I''m fine with a ss of water." He turned to the waiter and asked, "Do you


    have any hot drink avable?"


    "Yes, sir. We have hot coffee, milk tea, and an assortment of fruit juice," the waiter replied.


    ir chose to have a steak set and a ss of fruit juice. Wesley, on the other hand, ordered a bowl of


    noodle soup.


    ir had seen iting. Wesley was not that big of a fan of Western food after all.


    It was not long before their meals arrived. The steak came first. ir was hungry and took a hearty bite


    off the steak. However, the longer she chewed it, the more she lost her appetite. By the time Wesley''s


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    food reached their table, she''d grown fully sated of her steak that she couldn''t stop looking at it.


    Wesley noticed how intently ir was looking at his noodles and asked, "What''s wrong?"


    "Oh, nothing," ir replied as she shook her head.


    He lowered his head to start eating the noodles. When he checked up on ir, he noticed she hadn''t


    touched it since his food came. "What''s the matter? You don''t like it? Does it not taste good?"


    ir''s cheeks grew warm as she smiled coyly. She had eaten a lot of steaks when she was in Ennd.


    This steak did not taste like how she remembered it. Fairly enough, one could not expect good quality


    food from a restaurant inside an amusement park. The steak tasted terrible. "No, it''s quite alright," she


    lied.


    However, Wesley saw right through her fib. He removed the te in front of her and told her, "Order


    another dish."


    ir did not contest his suggestion and nodded. "Hmm. How about your noodles? Is it any good?"


    Wesley was not that much of a foodie, so he replied nonchntly, "Not too shabby."


    "How about we just exchange our dishes?" ir suggested hesitantly.


    "But I''ve already taken a few bites off it."


    She shook her head. "It''s okay. I don''t really mind." They had kissed more than a few times, so she


    figured sharing the same bowl of noodles was not really that big of a deal.


    The soldier thought otherwise. He did not want ir to have anything he had already eaten from. He


    answered, "No. I''ll order you a fresh bowl."


    "No, no. Just let me taste it first. What if I don''t like it either? It would be a waste of food." ir was


    aware Wesley was not a fan of extravagance and wastefulness.


    He moved his bowl closer to ir and ced her dish in front of him. Once they had settled everything,


    Wesley started inhaling the steak.


    She took a spoonful of the noodles and immediately disliked it. ''Oh my God. It''s no better than the


    steak. Is this even safe to consume?'' she wondered. She really was not a picky eater, but the food sold


    inside the amusement park was really terrible. They were also fairly expensive.


    What was confusing for her was the man in front of her. He ate the steak with a straight face, as if it


    was not the exact thing she tasted. He didn''tin about the vor and just epted it.


    ir immediately felt a pang of guilt. She shouldn''tin so much. She was fortunate enough to at


    least have something to eat.


    She gathered enough determination to continue eating the noodles. She was so focused to keep it in.


    After a painful first few bites, she couldn''t help but slow down again.


    "Is it bad, too?"


    Wesley asked. ir hastily stuffed another mouthful of noodles to her mouth and shook her head. "No,


    no! It''s very delicious."


    She swallowed it and took a swig of her fruit juice right after. The juice helped so much in concealing


    the noodles'' awful taste.


    Wesley gave her a long look and gestured to a waiter. "Do you serve any spicy food here?" He


    remembered she liked spicy food.


    ir looked at him in confusion. "Not full yet?"


    "Yup," Wesley answered. He didn''t offer any kind of exnation.


    The waiter mentioned a few spicy dishes for them; then Wesley asked ir to choose what appealed


    to her the most.


    As soon as the waiter left, Wesley took the half-finished bowl of noodles away from ir and ced it


    in front of him. She was confused and wanted to take the noodles back. He then pointed to the te


    and said, "I''m still hungry. This is arge noodle bowl. I''ll finish it. Wait for the spicy dishes."


    ir was touched by Wesley''s kind gesture.


    She sipped her warm fruit juice as she watched the man in front of her gobble the very distasteful


    noodles. "Wesley, how are you so easily pleased? You just ept things as they are. You can make do


    with everything."


    He paused and shrugged. "Well, I''m a soldier. I''ve experienced an awful lot of much harsher


    situations." There were times when he was unable to obtain food for two days. Some missions were


    really tough like that. He gradually stopped caring about the vors of the food. As long as he was


    getting enough nutrition, any food was okay.


    ir couldn''t help but let out a sigh upon hearing his words. She had never suffered from starvation or


    any kind of hardship growing up.


    Even after her parents'' passing, she was taken in by her uncle''s family. She was kind of sheltered


    there. There were times when she felt guilty of spending her uncle''s money. She tried her best to


    manage her money. Aside from that, she''d lived a pretty easy life.


    Even the part-time job she had while she was still attending school was easy andfortable. She


    mostly worked as a home tutor.


    On the other hand, Wesley was born into a wealthy and powerful family. He was a descendant of the Li


    family. He never had to worry about money. He was set to never experience any kind of inconvenience


    in his life.


    He''d trained for ten years in the military. His body and mind were honed thoroughly. From such rigid


    training, he had be an enduring man. He could have afortable andvish life had he chosen


    to stay at home. Instead, he needed to stay outside all the time to serve his country. Despite his


    family''s wealth, he never had the chance to savor his life. ir''s heart ached when she thought of it.


    The spicy dishes arrived on their table in no time. As expected, they were god awful tasting, too.


    Nheless, these were so much better than the noodles or the steak. ir ate most of it without


    saying a word.


    She was getting full, but there was still some food left. Wesley ate what remained of ir''s food. He


    was not to let any of the food go to waste.


    They stayed seated at their table for a while because Wesley had to answer a call. He was receiving a


    dozen of calls the whole morning. He said they were very important and he couldn''t ignore them.


    ir browsed through the Happy Valley map. When she saw that Wesley had ended the call, she


    asked, "Do you want to see some live performances this afternoon?"


    "It''s up to you." He had decided to make this day all about her.


    "I want to watch a lot! I would like to see ''A Love Story of Butterflies, '' ''Madam White Snake, '' and some


    other historical Chinese stories. I checked the reviews and people said the shows are excellent," she


    excitedly told Wesley.


    "Okay."


    They spent the whole afternoon watching every performance ir wanted to see. It was dusk by the


    time they left Happy Valley. ir fell asleep as soon as they settled down in the car.


    Wesley shook his head upon the sight of ir''s sleeping face. They didn''t walk that much after lunch;


    they only traveled from theater to theater. They spent half of their day sitting, and sitting was not at all


    tiring. How she managed to drain all her energy baffled Wesley.


    ir was exhausted. Maybe it was because she was up since six. It was fair. She didn''t have enough


    sleep and she spent most of the day ying around the theme park.


    Before Wesley dropped ir off, they first went to the fifth floor of Alioth Building for dinner.


    She was ready to dive into her bed when they reached her apartment, but before she could do that


    Wesley stopped her to say something. "Two nights from now, there will be an evening show for the


    soldiers. Each soldier can bring a plus one. Would you like toe with me?"


    ''Evening show? That sounds interesting.'' ir nodded and said, "Oh, yes. You can count me in."


    Wesley shed a smile upon hearing ir''s answer. "Okay. I''lle to pick you up then."


    "Okay, great!"


    The following morning, ir awoke to a text message from a former colleague in the Jin Group. The


    message was so startling it felt like she''d had her morning coffee.


    "ir, a little bird told me Mr. Jin had assigned Filberta as a manager of a branchpany. I heard


    she''s going to be transferred to a remote area. If she were to decline the transfer, Mr. Jin''s wife would


    expose the photos containing her being assaulted by multiple people. Also, some people from the


    government came to inspect the Jin Group. They specifically audited the ounts of the trantion


    department. Turns out they found anomalies and that pressured Mr. Jin to shut down the trantion


    department."


    ir stared nkly at her phone. She was lost without thought after everything she had just read. This


    was the exact same thing she wished for whileining to Joslyn. Everything she prayed for came


    true.


    Did Wesley order someone to do this?


    She couldn''t help but let out a sigh. He was never good with sweet or romantic words. He only showed


    his resolve with actions.


    On the night of the evening show, ir and Wesley arrived at the military camp together. The other


    soldiers mored at the sight of the two together.


    Wesley scanned the faces of the soldiers around him and then proceeded to introduce ir with so


    muchposure. "Everyone, this is my friend, ir Jing."