Ji Muhan's eyes flickered slightly. "Beautiful."

Mo Xiaoqing didn't ask him what was good-looking about her, nor did she ask if she was better looking, but her smile was exceptionally bright and cheerful. Some things are better left unsaid.

A man laughed with boundless joy; his melodious, bell-like voice not only echoed through the valley but also lingered in his ears, refusing to dissipate for a long time…

She then asked, "How did you find this place?"

Ji Muhan had a faint smile on his face, almost imperceptible, yet so real. "When I was little, I lived at my maternal grandfather's house for a while. I always liked to come here to see the night view, and it felt like all my troubles were instantly forgotten."

Such scenery is indeed rare. It is the kind of scenery that is most easily seen in the countryside, but in the capital city, this bustling area has become the most luxurious and precious scenery.

Moreover, the layered trees are a refreshing sight, unlike the tall buildings and endless stream of cars, which can be a bit tiresome.

There is a large lawn in the middle of the big trees, and being surrounded by big trees like that is a rare sight.

A little moonlight spilled onto the lawn, and in the dim light, the woods gained an indescribable sense of mystery.

There was also some silvery-green light swirling around the two of them.

Mo Xiaoqing rushed over and grabbed two handfuls of fireflies, laughing innocently like a child.

“Indeed, look here.” Mo Xiaoqing released the fireflies in her hand, and several flew out at once, flashing beautifully.

There are always sounds of nature in the woods, and the air smells especially fresh.

Unlike the bustling centers of the capital and Beijing, this place, despite being the most prosperous avenue, has a suffocatingly oppressive atmosphere.

"Hanhan, don't I look especially good like this?"

The little girl turned around and stood amidst the myriad stars. Her sweet dimples appeared and disappeared as she looked back at the girl. Her already beautiful features were now even more striking, especially the smile she gave when she turned her head. Her undisguised beauty was dazzling.

Ji Muhan smiled faintly, "It looks good."

A thousand stars cannot compare to your captivating smile.

Standing under the moonlight, Ji Muhan smiled gently, like a goddess. Mo Xiaoqing seemed to be bewitched, her eyes somewhat dazed.

Before she even realized it, she blurted out, "Ji Muhan, I like you, I only like you, can you... like me too?"

Ji Muhan's heart skipped a beat, and she chuckled softly, "Okay."

Mo Xiaoqing was somewhat surprised, her eyes widening. Her large, round eyes, like copper bells, looked particularly beautiful. "What did you say?"

He replied again, "I said okay."

I'll give you whatever you want, even my people, I'll give them all to you.

Mo Xiaoqing's eyes darted around. "What's so good about it?"

See, this little girl always waits for him at these crucial moments…

"..."

Mo Xiaoqing winked mischievously, tilted her head slightly, and her long black hair cascaded down to one side, swaying in the breeze.

It looks exceptionally beautiful, like a Barbie doll, lively and lovely.

In her soft, sweet voice, she said slowly, "Ji Muhan, I don't care, you have to give me the truth today: who do you really like?"

Ji Muhan raised an eyebrow silently, as if asking her in a silent way, "Don't you know who he likes?"

She feigned ignorance, her eyes darting around as she rambled on, "I don't know! You never said anything, how would I know who you like?"

"..."

This little girl has such a wicked sense of humor; she likes to nitpick at him from the very beginning, and what she's best at is turning the tables and arguing unreasonably!

He sighed softly, with a hint of resignation in his voice, “...you.”

Hearing the answer she wanted to hear, Mo Xiaoqing beamed with pride, feeling quite pleased with herself for suddenly becoming the boss. She raised her chin and pretended to be stupid again, saying, "I can't hear you, speak louder."

He clearly heard it, but pretended not to. He was somewhat helpless when faced with such a mischievous little fox.

"It's you!"

This time, he raised his voice a little to go along with her wishes, but there still seemed to be a hint of indulgence in his words.

"Add the name!" Mo Xiaoqing's inner voice was already pounding with excitement, but she coughed lightly, deliberately suppressing her joyful tone, and said again, "Say it again, who do you like?"

"..." It seems that the little girl doesn't have the words "know when to stop" in her dictionary. Instead, she takes pride in and carries out the principle of "taking an inch and wanting a mile" to the end.

"I like... Mo Xiaoqing."

My lifelong love.

It turns out that saying those words wasn't as difficult as he had imagined.

Perhaps she had achieved her goal, because the little girl laughed particularly smugly, her bright smile carrying a hint of satisfaction and pride.

The image of the little girl across from him, with her curved eyebrows and eyes, was exceptionally clear in the moonlight. He might never forget her voice, appearance, and smile in his entire life.

...

Meanwhile, Mo Yanyu drove to the Ji family mansion and parked for at least two hours every night for three consecutive nights.

He didn't know what he was trying to do either.

Even though she had already made up her mind to sever all ties with the past, seeing Ji Yao's tears that day suddenly threw her into turmoil.

It seemed as if a voice was telling him that if he really let her leave, there would truly be no possibility for the two of them to ever be together again.

But what do I want to do now?

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