Even Mo Shisheng's true identity was only discovered by Mu Qingcheng later.
Mu Qingcheng never expected that Lin Qiu would find out Mo Shisheng's identity so clearly that time. Instead, Lin Qiu pushed and encouraged her to get closer to Mo Shisheng.
Even so, she truly felt an instant connection with Mo Shisheng.
Mu Qingcheng clearly remembered that day when the imposter goddess wanted to impersonate Mo Shisheng and announce it to the world. When the carriage passed by the street, Mo Shisheng's gaze was fixed on the carriage.
He didn't look away for a long time, and the light in his eyes made it impossible to discern the emotions within...
...
Only when the curtain was lowered did Mo Shisheng move slightly. When Mu Qingcheng saw this, she immediately looked at Mo Shisheng and found that Mo Shisheng had also looked away.
As she reached for the wine jug in front of her, a fair, delicate hand suddenly took it away.
"..."
Mo Shisheng slowly raised her eyes and saw a face that was hard to describe.
Standing before her was a woman, half of whose face was stunningly beautiful, while the other half was burned beyond recognition.
The wine pot was taken away by the woman in front of him. Mo Shisheng raised his eyebrows slightly, said nothing, and his gaze fell lightly on the woman.
"Mu Qingcheng, what's your name?"
Although Mu Qingcheng's voice was charming, it also carried a natural heroic spirit.
"liquor."
Mo Shisheng ignored Mu Qingcheng's overly familiar manner, looked at the wine pot in her hand, and spoke calmly.
"Your name is Jiu? What kind of name is that? How about I call you Xiao Jiu?" Mu Qingcheng chuckled, her half-burned face making it impossible to look at her a second time.
Mo Shisheng's eyes remained indifferent, devoid of any emotion, as if Mu Qingcheng were no different from a normal person, even though most of her face had been burned.
Mu Qingcheng naturally noticed this as well. Mo Shisheng's gaze towards her held no discrimination or anything of the sort. Instead, a pleased smile curved her lips. "Xiao Jiu, what are you doing drinking alone here all by yourself? Why don't I keep you company?"
Hearing Mu Qingcheng call Xiao Jiu so naturally, Mo Shisheng frowned slightly, but didn't bother to correct her.
Seemingly noticing Mo Shisheng's aloof personality, Mu Qingcheng stopped pressuring her to speak. Instead, she filled two cups with wine, put the wine pot down, and gently touched the rim of Mo Shisheng's cup with her own.
"Drink it all in one go? It's rare to meet someone as interesting as you."
Mo Shisheng still ignored her and finished his wine.
Because the wine glasses were small, Mo Shisheng drank them one sip at a time. However, Mu Qingcheng's eyes suddenly lit up. "Little wine, if you finish it, you're my friend! You can drink as much as you want here, it's free!"
"..."
Mo Shisheng glanced at Mu Qingcheng as if she were an idiot, "So rich, does your family own a mine?"
"I own this restaurant. What do you think? Do you like it?" Mu Qingcheng was overjoyed that Mo Shisheng was finally willing to talk to her. She began to tell her story with great enthusiasm, "You don't know, I came to this restaurant all alone and destitute. The owner was already in poor health at the time, but she kindly took me in. So after she left, I took over the management of this restaurant for her until now!"
"..."
This was the first time Mo Shisheng had ever seen someone talk so much. Even though Mo Shisheng's unwillingness to talk to her was written all over her face, how could she still talk so enthusiastically?
"Little Jiu, you don't know, there was a fire in this restaurant once. The fire was huge, I thought I was going to be burned to death, but do you know how I survived?"
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