His tongue easily pried open her pearly teeth and intertwined tightly with her soft little tongue.

A sweet and refreshing scent, a familiar and pleasant body fragrance.

It was her, truly his little Ruo'er.

He finally found her.

He knew it, he knew his little Ruo'er was not dead.

The four-year wait was worth it.

More and more people gathered around to watch, and some even took photos with their phones.

Mo Niannian felt utterly ashamed.

This is insane! This is insane!

If this continues, she'll probably be on the S City news headlines tomorrow!

Mo Niannian lifted her high heels and stomped hard on Xian Mingyu's shoes.

He grunted, his hands loosening their grip on her face. Mo Niannian seized the opportunity, shoving him away, and the next second, slapped him across the face—

"Smack!"

A stinging slap landed directly on Xian Mingyu's face.

Mo Niannian didn't feel sorry for her.

That filthy pervert! He deserved it!

Who told him to take advantage of her!

She wiped her lips haphazardly with her hands, trying to wipe away all the taste he had left on them.

My new lipstick that I just put on before leaving the house this morning is completely ruined!

That bastard!

Xuan Mingyu stared at her blankly.

Why did she hit him?

Mo Niannian glared at him. "I'm warning you, if you dare to take advantage of me again, I'll call the police!"

Call the police?

Hsien Ming-yu was even more confused.

I've never seen her get this angry before, no matter how I kiss her.

Mo Niannian's eyes were filled with indifference; she didn't recognize the man in front of her at all.

Who knows, he might be a lunatic who escaped from some mental hospital.

Just consider it as being bitten by a pig.

What bad luck!

"Little Ruo'er, you..."

He had just reached out to touch her when Mo Niannian took a big step back in fright. "Don't come any closer! Get away! Get away from me! Don't touch me!"

She had already warned him that if he tried to lay a hand on her again, she really wouldn't be polite to him.

"Okay, okay, I won't touch you... Little Ruo'er, I've finally found you! I was just too excited, I..."

"Shut up!" Mo Niannian interrupted him. "You've mistaken me for someone else! I'm not some little...something you're talking about!"

It's really baffling. Could it be that she looks too much like one of his acquaintances?

There's no need to forcefully hug and kiss her right away, is there?

"Xiao Ruo'er, what's wrong with you? I..." Why does she seem so unfamiliar with him? It's as if she doesn't know him at all.

The moment Xian Mingyu's hand touched her shoulder, Mo Niannian angrily pushed him away, "Stay away from me! I've already told you you've mistaken me for someone else, I'm not called Xiao Ruo'er or Da Ruo'er!"

Isn't she Xiao Ruo'er?

How is that possible?

Is it possible for two people in this world to look exactly alike, and even have the same voice?

Xuan Mingyu rubbed his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him again.

She's become even more beautiful in the four years since I last saw her.

Her makeup was exquisite, and her face was small and delicate, except for the slight chafing at the corner of her mouth from his recent kiss.

She has now completely taken off her glasses.

Her smart business attire accentuated her beautiful figure, and the top two buttons of her shirt were undone, revealing glimpses of her cleavage.

Her skin was very fair, and a delicate necklace adorned her swan-like neck, preventing it from looking too bare.

She changed her hairstyle.

No longer does she have long, straight, jet-black hair like she did four years ago, nor does she wear her hair in a high ponytail like TuTu.

She dyed her hair a light brown, with slightly wavy curls. Her hair was cut short, only reaching her shoulders, and a small section was casually tied up, with a few strands falling around her slender neck, adding to her beauty, making her look mature and intellectual.

Compared to the innocent and naive little girl he was four years ago, his little girl has truly grown up.

She used to be very cute, like a little thing you could play with in your hands. You could kiss, hug, and squish her anytime. She would also act cute and like to stick to him.

However, the woman in front of him seemed... to be much more aloof than he had imagined.

Forget about being cute, you can't see even a trace of a childish little girl.

Hsien Ming-yu misses the little girl from before, but also likes her mature and charming self now.

She was only 19 when she left him, and now, four years later, she is 23.

He missed her birthday for four years and missed accompanying her as she grew up.

I never imagined that a few years could change a person so much.

"What are you looking at!" Mo Niannian glared at him fiercely.

Is there something wrong with his head? Why is he staring at her like that?

The key issue is that he keeps staring at her chest with a lecherous look. Is he trying to take advantage of her again?

Mo Niannian blushed and quickly covered her chest with her hands, too lazy to waste any more words with the man in front of her.

She took out her keys, walked to the door of her studio, and prepared to open for business.

Hsien Ming-yu picked up the phone from the ground and followed her inside.

Mo Niannian hummed a song and pulled open all the curtains in the room. As soon as she turned around, she didn't notice that Xuan Mingyu was standing right behind her. He was too close to her, and Mo Niannian's nose bumped hard against his chest, making her tears well up in her eyes.

"Hmm!"

It hurts, it hurts so much!

Hsien Ming-yu quickly checked her nose. "What happened? Let me see where you bumped it?"

"Don't touch me!" Mo Niannian pushed him away with one hand, covered her nose with the other, and glared at him angrily.

Does she have a grudge against him? This guy's appearance has ruined her whole good mood!

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