Their Villain, The Mogul's Beloved

Chapter 447

Chapter 447

“It’s crowded out here. Don’t get separated,” Yannis said, still holding Zinnia’s hand with a faint smile as he gestured at the bustling crowd. “Come on, let’s get some roasted sweet potatoes.”

With the monthly holiday landing on a weekend, the shopping district was jam–packed. People were jostling against each other, and it’d be easy to get lost.

Zinnia glanced at the sea of people around them and nodded, letting Yannis lead her toward the sweet potato stand ahead.

The roasted sweet potato stand was packed, with the queue snaking out the door. Not in any hurry and not wanting to wander around, Zinnia and Yannis simply joined the end of the line.

For Yannis, who’d always had everything delivered to him since childhood, waiting in line like this was practically unheard of.

As their turn approached, Zinnia turned to Yannis. “What flavor do you want?”

Yannis glanced at the overwhelming menu, and then looked down at her. “What are you getting, Zinnia?”

“Oreo,” Zinnia replied honestly.

“Alright, let’s get that.” Yannis nodded.

“Wait, you want the same as me?” Zinnia asked, a bit puzzled.

Yannis shook his head. “Let’s just share one.”

Zinnia ordered one, and then, thinking of Emily and Stephen waiting in the car, picked two more popular flavors to go. She was about to pay, but Yannis had paid the bill in cash.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Yannis asked, holding two bags of sweet potatoes. Zinnia, with her own portion in hand, stared at him with a curious look.

in cash,” Zinnia

do you think that?” Yannis asked,

some sweet potato before explaining. “It’s just, someone like you–whatever you want, people probably just hand it to

that Yannis got everything delivered to him with just a look or a word. He grew up in

assumed he never used cash, especially not for small amounts. After all,

with a “black card“.

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always just say, “Put it on my card“, never actually using cash himself. So, seeing him

know basic life skills,” Yannis replied in a serious tone, falling silent for a moment. He wondered, ‘Should I complain to those web novel platforms for writing such ridiculous stuff? They’re

always thought you’d just say, ‘Put it on my card, pack it up, deliver it to my house. I want this, and nobody else

a real tycoon before. She honestly thought a tycoon’s life was

your brain,” Yannis sighed, ruffling her hair affectionately. “You’re smart. Don’t waste it on those over–the–top

haven’t read that many… just a few,”

headed to their next stop–the candied apples stand right

behind, watching as Zinnia spooned sweet potato into her

a long line. These are firewood–roasted, not oven–baked. That smoky aroma makes all the

scooping another bite of sweet potato

instantly, almost as if he’d been waiting for her

The rich, caramelized aroma of the roasted sweet potato lingered between them as Yannis glanced at the offered spoon, and

and high, straight nose. Her gaze lingered on his lips–rosy, perfectly shaped–as he took a bite of the golden sweet potato. She swallowed

even more tempting than the sweet

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