Chapter 52
The next morning, Mo Wansheng awoke from her hazy sleep.
Last night was another absurd night.
Huo Yuzheng lay beside him, his breathing steady.
After confirming several times that he was still asleep, she reached for her phone on the bedside table.
"Blueberry Cake" has already replied to her.
There were only two words: "Congratulations".
Mo Wansheng typed rapidly in the chat box.
"Thanks so much, bro! *spins*"
"But I think I really went a bit too far, I hope it's okay..."
Huo Yuzheng, lying beside her, tightened his arms around her waist.
Mo Wansheng quickly turned off her phone and glanced at it.
She breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, he hadn't woken up.
Mo Wansheng gently shifted her body, trying to break free from his embrace to calm her racing heart.
But as soon as she moved, his arms tightened again, pulling her even closer into his embrace.
Huo Yuzheng's voice suddenly rang in her ears.
"Mrs. Huo, chatting so early in the morning, how did things get so out of hand?"
Mo Wansheng's body froze instantly.
He...he's awake?!
And what's more, I saw it?!
She turned her head slowly and met a pair of deep, smiling eyes.
Huo Yuzheng was no longer sleepy at all; his eyes were already completely clear.
“Mrs. Huo,” he repeated, his voice hoarse from just waking up, “so busy so early in the morning, who are you reporting to? Hmm?”
The last "hmm" sound rose slightly at the end.
Mo Wansheng's cheeks flushed, and her ears turned bright red.
She gently patted Huo Yuzheng's messy hair. "You've been awake for a while, haven't you? You were pretending to be asleep!"
Huo Yuzheng chuckled, "How would I know Mrs. Huo went too far if I didn't pretend to be asleep?"
"Let me guess, who is he messaging?"
He pretended to be thoughtful, "Was it the strategist who taught you how to 'graduate' last night?"
Mo Wansheng pouted, not wanting to respond.
Huo Yuzheng continued, "So, Mrs. Huo, can you tell us how things went wrong?"
"Was there something I didn't do well enough that made the teacher unhappy?"
He used the title "teacher" again, which was full of ambiguity and teasing.
Mo Wansheng was trapped in a small space by him, surrounded by his pleasant scent.
Mixed with the blush-inducing, ambiguous memories of last night.
"Huo Yuzheng!" Mo Wansheng was both embarrassed and annoyed, and couldn't help but call him by his full name.
Huo Yuzheng gently lifted her long hair with his slender fingers. "Teacher, I'm here."
Mo Wansheng was completely exasperated by his unyielding attitude, so she reached out and covered his mouth.
“Shut up!” she commanded.
Beneath my palm were his warm, soft lips, and the faint heat of his breath.
It was itchy, and the tickling went straight to her heart.
Huo Yuzheng was clearly taken aback by her move and was slightly stunned.
Immediately, his eyes curved into a smile, overflowing with joy.
Instead of pulling her hand away, he gently placed a kiss on her soft palm in that position.
That warm, moist touch instantly spread from Mo Wansheng's palm throughout her entire body.
Her arm went limp, and she instinctively wanted to pull her hand back.
But Huo Yuzheng was faster; he raised his hand and grabbed her wrist.
"The teacher told me not to say."
His voice came through her fingers, "Then how about showing your actions?"
Before Mo Wansheng could react, he swiftly rolled over and covered her beneath him once more.
The morning light outlined the corners of her smiling lips.
"Last night's lesson revealed that students felt they hadn't fully grasped several key points,"
Huo Yuzheng lowered his head, his voice hoarse and barely audible, "I humbly request that you guide me again, teacher."
With Mo Wansheng trapped beneath him, she could already feel an undeniable change in a certain part of his body, and her heart pounded like a drum.
She knew she had gone too far last night, and if she didn't stay alert now, this morning would turn into another disastrous outcome.
"Huo Yuzheng... has to go to filming today..."
Huo Yuzheng looked at her tense body, and the smile in his eyes deepened.
Ultimately, he decided to let her go for the time being.
"Alright, I'm not teasing you anymore." He stood up first.
Huo Yuzheng extended his hand to her, his tone returning to its usual gentleness, "Breakfast has been prepared by the hotel, please wash up."
Mo Wansheng stared at his outstretched hand, then looked at his calm and composed expression.
She felt that the man in front of her was an illusion.
Sure enough, the man in bed can change in eighty-one ways.
One moment she was a dangerous fairy, the next she was dressed in a gentle and refined manner.
Huo Yuzheng's hand was warm and strong; with a gentle pull, he lifted her up.
Her ankles were still a little weak, and she instinctively used his strength to steady herself.
She was completely exhausted from everything that happened last night.
Huo Yuzheng supported Mo Wansheng's arm and half-embraced her as they walked towards the bathroom.
At the doorway, he stopped and let go of her hand. "Go ahead."
Mo Wansheng walked into the bathroom, closed the door, and looked at herself in the mirror with a dazed expression.
Outside the door, Huo Yuzheng was communicating with the hotel in fluent English to confirm the delivery time.
When she finished washing up, changed her clothes, and came out of the bathroom, breakfast was already neatly laid out on the table on the small balcony.
The sun was shining brightly as Huo Yuzheng sat at the table, looking down at the financial news on his phone.
Hearing the noise, he looked up and smiled slightly at her.
"Come and sit down."
Huo Yuzheng gentlemanly pulled out a chair for her and pushed the warm oat milk in front of her.
Mo Wansheng ate the toast bread covered in butter in small bites.
Huo Yuzheng put down his phone. "Is today the last day of recording the show?"
Mo Wansheng swallowed the bread in her mouth and nodded: "Yes, it's the last day. My mission is complete. What are Mr. Huo's plans for today?"
"I'll pick you up when it's over."
"good."
...
The recording time for "Sweet in Paris" was not long. After completing today's filming, she said goodbye to the guests.
She gained a lot from joining this time, and even made a friend in Qin Zinan.
"Wansheng, when I get back to Jinshi, I'll come find you for dinner." Qin Zinan gently hugged Mo Wansheng.
"Definitely!" Mo Wansheng hugged her back, his heart filled with warmth.
Participating in this variety show and gaining this unexpected friendship made her happier than the show itself.
After greeting each of the recording crew members, she left the filming location.
Huo Yuzheng was already waiting for her.
"Let's go, Mr. Huo. Where are we planning to go today? Back to the hotel?"
Huo Yuzheng shook his head, gesturing for her to get in the car.
Mo Wansheng, with her sharp eyes, noticed the luggage in the carriage.
"Not going back to the hotel today?" She got into the passenger seat, somewhat surprised.
"Okay." Huo Yuzheng walked back to the driver's seat and fastened his seatbelt.
He started the car, his tone as casual as could be, "To my apartment."
The car smoothly merged into the Parisian evening traffic.
As Mo Wansheng watched the street scene flash by outside the window, something suddenly occurred to her.
She turned her head, squinted at the man beside her who was focused on driving, and a sly smile appeared on her lips.
“Mr. Huo…” she drawled, “I’ve discovered you’re a complete liar.”
"Hmm?" Huo Yuzheng raised an eyebrow.
"The reason you made excuses about wanting to share a suite with me was because you 'didn't have the money' to book a room."
"Don't you have a house in Paris?"
Upon hearing this, Huo Yuzheng chuckled softly.
During a break in the red light, he turned his head to look at her.
The golden rays of the setting sun shone through the car window, falling into his deep eyes and rippling with gentle yet playful waves.
"Mrs. Huo, sometimes saving money is secondary."
He paused, then slowly added, "The main purpose is to have a convenient location, and besides, this is how Mrs. Huo can 'graduate'."
Huo Yuzheng's tone was serious, but his words made Mo Wansheng's face turn bright red instantly.
"Huo Yuzheng!"
She is increasingly realizing that her arranged marriage partner is a shameless scoundrel.
The car eventually stopped in front of an elegant Haussmann-style building on the banks of the Seine.
The apartment is located on the top floor. Pushing open the heavy, carved door, the view suddenly opens up.
Through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the streetscape of Paris and the Eiffel Tower in the distance are all visible.
"Here?" Mo Wansheng turned around to look at him in surprise.
“We’re spending the Chinese New Year here this year.” Huo Yuzheng took the bag from her hand.
"I stayed in a hotel before to accommodate your recording of the show, and also for convenience."
Mo Wansheng immediately understood, and she glared at him.
This guy really knows how to make up one lie after another.
She glanced at the Christmas tree that was already decorated in the corner of the living room, and the red "福" (good fortune) character ornament that was faintly visible on the dining table.
It turns out he had planned this all along!
Mo Wansheng walked to the window and looked down at the dazzling city.
"Mr. Huo, you are quite well prepared."
Huo Yuzheng walked behind her and gently wrapped his arms around her waist.
His chin rested on the top of her head. "We should make it look like it's Chinese New Year. Besides, this is the first time I'm spending Chinese New Year with Mrs. Huo."
Just then, the distant iron tower lit up, suddenly bathed in a dazzling golden light.
Tens of thousands of lights twinkled and flowed in the night sky, like a cascading waterfall of stars, instantly becoming the most dazzling presence in the Paris night sky.
Mo Wansheng exclaimed softly, her eyes reflecting the dazzling light, "Ah, the lights are on!"
She instinctively reached for her phone, wanting to capture this perfect moment.
But Huo Yuzheng tightened his arms around her waist, holding her more firmly in his embrace.
"Don't move." His lips brushed against her earlobe, his voice low and gentle. "Just like that."
Mo Wansheng was slightly taken aback. She relaxed and leaned against his warm chest.
Huo Yuzheng took out his phone.
Instead of shooting only the scenery, he tilted the lens slightly and aimed it at the bright floor-to-ceiling window.
The smooth glass, like a giant picture frame, clearly reflected their embracing figures.
She nestled in his arms, gazing at the Eiffel Tower in the distance, a faint smile on her lips.
He lowered his head slightly, his chin gently touching the top of her head, and the lines of his profile appeared exceptionally soft under the light.
Outside the window, there is the dazzling Paris and the radiant Eiffel Tower.
"Click".
A slight sound froze this moment.
Huo Yuzheng looked at the photos on the screen.
The cozy tranquility inside the window blends perfectly with the grand romance outside.
He pressed save and handed the phone to her.
Huo Yuzheng said in a low voice, "This is how our first New Year is."
Mo Wansheng admired the reflection of them embracing in the photo, and looked out the window at the dazzling lights that had been lit for her.
She gently leaned back into his arms, her gaze returning to the sea of light.
"Yes, that's it."
“We’ll spend many years together, won’t we, Mr. Huo?”
"certainly."
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