Such a Rude and Noisy Woman novel Chapter 36

It was unusual for Hiram to pick Rachel up on his own initiative. Why had he come to pick her up instead of going straight home? Rachel couldn't figure it out.

"Since I've promised to sign the agreement, I should abide by the articles that were drawn up by you. If I don't, how will the agreement have any value?" Hiram responded. He seemed to know what she would ask.

It was clearly written in the agreement that the husband should honor and cherish the wife. Therefore, picking her up voluntarily was his way of keeping his promise to honor and cherish her in consideration of her safety problem. What a good reason!

"But you haven't signed the agreement--" Rachel began, but she was cut off by Hiram.

"Why do you have so many questions!"

He'd known Rachel was a talkative person from the moment he set eyes on her the first time. If he didn't stop her now, she would continue that topic.

Rachel tried to be obedient and closed her mouth. But soon she couldn't help asking Hiram, "Um, have you had your dinner?"

"No, not yet, " Hiram replied after a glance at her.

"Well, to thank you for picking me up, I'll treat you to dinner!" Rachel said. She wanted to pay him back so that they would be even and she wouldn't owe him any favors.

Hiram didn't respond, so Rachel took his silence as approval.

But as it turned out...

After they reached the place Rachel had told him to drive to, Hiram couldn't help furrowing his eyebrows together.

What he saw was a snack street. It was a food paradise where people could enjoy all sorts of unique street food. At that hour, the snacks were selling like hot cakes. But the mixed aroma of all the different snacks made Hiram feel queasy. He didn't want to walk into the crowd.

"Come on!" Noticing Hiram stay put, Rachel returned to hold his hand and pulled him forward. After a few steps, Rachel realized something that made her abruptly turn around and look at Hiram, who had an odd expression on his face.

A few girls in the snack street had already noticed Hiram. They were looking at him and whispering to one another about how handsome and attractive he was. A few of them were even secretly taking photos of him.

Hiram stood out like a peacock among sparrows. How could he not attract everyone's attention?

"I have an idea. Why don't you wait for me in the car while I buy some snacks, and then we can take the food away?" Rachel suggested. Then she pulled him back to the car.

Hiram didn't argue with her, because he wasn't used to eating on the street like all these people. He wouldn't feel comfortable even if he found a place to sit and eat the snacks.

About twenty minutes later, Rachel returned to the car with many snacks. She sat directly in the backseat so that the smell of the snacks wouldn't be strong enough to make Hiram feel queasy. "There's a park nearby. It's so late that most people must have gone home. The park must be quiet now. Why don't we go there?" Rachel suggested.

Hiram started the car and drove to the park.

It was already past 10:00 p.m. when they arrived at the park. Sure enough, there was only a few people there.

In the middle of the park, there was a small round lake. They stopped nearby. Finding a nice spot beside a bench, Rachel spread out the disposable tablecloth that she had bought on their way to the park, and put drinks, kebabs, fried river snails and other local snacks on it.

Street lamps surrounding the lake were reflected on the water, making the lake sparkle. Coupled with the night breeze, there was a quiet and romantic atmosphere in the park.

Hiram enjoyed the scenery. Being in the park was so much better than staying in that boisterous snack street. At least the park was quiet.

Rachel had no energy to enjoy the scenery because she was really starving. She picked up the chopsticks and tucked into the food.

Rachel's good appetite was infectious. Hiram sat cross-legged like Rachel and took a kebab. He regarded it with hesitation before smelling it. Finally, he took a bite.

"Ha-ha!" Rachel couldn't help laughing when she saw Hiram being so serious about eating a kebab. "Why did you hesitate? Were you worrying about the food safety? After all, the vendors might have used rat meat instead of lamb, and the oil they used might have been dirty."

Hiram glanced at her. The kebab didn't taste bad. He was used to eating in five-star restaurants, but it was okay for him to have a change in diet sometimes.

"I don't care. I seldom eat street food, " he said, taking another bite of the kebab. Come to think of it, the total cost of all these snacks was still less than a single dish he ate in a five-star restaurant.

Seeing Hiram continue to eat the snacks, Rachel felt happy. There was a big smile on her face. She began putting different kinds of snacks in front of him and suggesting that he have a taste. To her surprise, he didn't refuse.

"The last piece of fried rice cake is yours!" Hiram hadn't tried the fried rice cake yet, so Rachel generously gave the last piece of it to him even though it was her favorite snack.

"We can eat it together, " Hiram suddenly said after a glance at the oblong rice cake.