Chapter 37.3 - Tormented Heart (3/4)

All the restaurant staff looked forward to the arrival of the owner every day, and they would often walk to the entrance and looked outside in between serving tea and pouring water. Today, one of the staff happened to notice the owner from afar. He immediately dashed out and shouted, “Boss, you’re finally here! We were worried that your head injury had worsened…”

Tang Huan twisted his ear, “Crooked Mouth Zhao, how dare you curse me!”

“Oww, let me go, boss! I really didn’t mean that!” The staff with the surname Zhao tilted his head and begged for mercy, but he was elated in his heart, thinking that the boss had finally pinched his ear today. If he rubbed his ear before going to bed tonight, he might be able to dream about his boss.

Tang Huan snorted, pushed his face away with her index finger, and walked straight into the restaurant.

She never cast a glance at the butcher shop the entire time.

But Song Mo had noticed her the moment she arrived at the corner of the street.

The bright red shirt and floral white skirt made her smile appear as brilliant as a flower.

Dazzled by her smile, he quickly lowered his gaze to look at the chopping board in front of him, pretending not to notice her, but his heart was in a tumultuous state. She didn’t appear to be any different than usual. Could her words have also been lies to deceive him?

He cast another discreet glance at her and continued to observe her through the passersby until her figure vanished at the entrance to her restaurant.

He still managed to notice one difference. That was, previously when she came to her restaurant, she would always lean against the entrance and look this way. He had felt her gaze and looked back in curiosity once, and when he realized she was staring at him, except for being a little unhappy, he didn’t pay any attention to her. He couldn’t control her eyes anyway. But today, she didn’t look at him at all.

Was it because she had done something like that to him, so she felt guilty and didn’t dare to look at him?

Or was it like what she had said that night? She would never bother him again?

“Song- dage , well, m-my mother only asked me to buy half a kilogram of pork belly. Isn’t this a little too much meat?” After hesitating for a while and finally mustering the courage, a girl in a fairly new floral dress asked timidly.

Song Mo froze, looked down, and saw that he had indeed given her too much meat.

His face heated up.

Song Mo couldn’t see his own face, but the young married women and maidens around him saw it. When they saw Butcher Song, who had been cold all year round, actually blushed, and very…deliciously so, their hearts skipped a beat. The girl who opened her mouth was even happier and more nervous. She became a little bolder as she stepped forward and said, “Song- dage , it’s okay. Just sell me all of this.” Song- dage had always cut meat precisely and without error. Today she had rashly pointed out Song- dage ’s mistake, causing his face to blush with embarrassment, so she should buy them all. Fortunately, she had brought enough money today.

Song Mo wasn’t blushing because he gave her too much meat. After a brief stupor, he quickly regained his composure, made a quick cut on the meat, wrapped exactly half a kilogram of pork belly, and handed it to the girl. He then took her money without looking at her.

The girl left sadly with a broken heart. Song- dage ’s face had suddenly turned cold. She must have made him upset just now.

Noon was the busiest time for the restaurant and also the quietest time for the butcher shop, because at that time, the meat needed to prepare lunch had already been purchased, and it would take a couple more hours before people started coming out to buy meat for dinner.

Song Mo sat silently in front of the chopping board, eating the dried food he had brought. There were constant waves of laughter coming from the restaurant, with her laughing and scolding interspersed. He looked over, but she wasn’t sitting by the entrance like she used to, so he couldn’t see her at all.

He was inexplicably annoyed.

She had done such a thing to him, but now she could continue living happily as if nothing had happened? W-was she really a woman?

“Which part of me did not resemble a woman? Should I let you touch them again?”

The words she had said came to his mind without warning, followed by the sensation of the two lumps of plumpness that he had glimpsed that night rubbing against his chest.

She was a woman. No one knew it better than him.

But that woman, who had done that to him in private, was able to flirt with others without any qualms during the day. How was this the behavior of a woman in love?!

Song Mo suddenly lost his appetite. He went to the room inside the shop and lay on the bed to sleep.

After lunch hours, customers left the restaurant one after another. Tang Huan had been laughing for hours and was beginning to feel sleepy. She called out to Dumpling, preparing to leave.

However, as she walked out of the entrance, she was unexpectedly met by Lin Peizhi. When she habitually smiled at him, Lin Peizhi had already held her hand and led her to the table near the entrance, where they had previously sat.

Tang Huan leaned sideways against the wall to avoid looking at the butcher shop. She planned to give Song Mo the cold shoulder so he wouldn’t be able to guess what she was thinking. When she came to the restaurant, she didn’t look at Song Mo, but Dumpling had kept an eye on him on her behalf. After they went in, Dumpling sneakily told her that Song Mo was staring over here as if he had lost his soul. What did it mean when Song Mo was acting like this?

It meant that he had lost, and all she had to do now was force him to acknowledge his feelings.