His breath hitched, and Bei Mo's dark pupils widened slightly.
"Awake?" he asked.
Her thin, luscious lips curled slightly, and Bei Mo's hand, which was wrapped around her neck, moved as if to withdraw.
Before he could even get up, the woman's hand around his neck pressed down, and Bei Mo lowered his head again.
In an instant, his lips felt soft, and he kissed her.
Her stunningly beautiful features were reflected in her dark pupils, and Rong Chang's lips curved into a smile, her delicate eyebrows and eyes filled with laughter.
One second, two seconds...
She tilted her head slightly. "They say a woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea, what about you?"
A teasing voice rang out from below, and Bei Mo looked at her, his ears turning red instantly.
"You're rejecting me while pursuing me?" Rong Shang noticed his shyness, raised her eyebrows, and became even more enthusiastic.
“So…” she poked his firm chest, “you’re playing hard to get with me—mmm!”
Before she could finish speaking, Bei Mo grabbed her chin and kissed her.
...
Late at night, the dark clouds gradually dispersed.
In Bei Mo's room, after an unknown amount of time, the bright lights finally went out.
*
The next morning, after having breakfast, Mr. Bei went to the company.
In the large living room, apart from the servants, only Madam Bei remained.
She knew that Rong Shang hadn't gone home last night.
It was getting late, and the two people hadn't come down yet.
After drinking a glass of water, Madam Bei couldn't help but call a servant upstairs to call someone down.
But when the servants came down, they only saw Bei Mo.
Upon seeing this, Madam Bei quickly put down her newspaper. "Mo'er, why are you all alone?"
"Where's the little girl you brought back?"
Could they have left?
Madam Bei glanced at him several times, and it seemed that he was a little out of sorts.
"She went to work."
One week, seven days a week.
She goes to school five days a week and works two days a week.
Yes, that's good.
It's really good.
With an inexplicably gloomy expression, Bei Mo walked to the glass table, poured himself a glass of water, and saw Madam Bei tilt her head back and drink it all in one gulp.
She raised an eyebrow, even more confused.
But at this moment, Bei Mo visibly irritated himself, brushing aside the stray hairs on his forehead before slumping heavily onto the sofa.
The tip of his tongue touched his cheek.
Bei Mo turned his head to look at the television.
He thought to himself: He will never admit it.
He won't admit that he's just jealous!
Sigh, it's true, he saw her in the living room of that Western restaurant more often than he, her almost-boyfriend, did.
Madam Bei has been observing him for a long time, and she doesn't know who he's putting on that sour face for.
Finally, she couldn't help but ask, "Mo'er, are you alright?"
Madam Bei's voice came from beside him. Bei Mo finally turned around and looked at her. He put down his crossed legs and said absentmindedly, "It's nothing."
"Since everything's alright, shouldn't you tell your mother what your relationship with this girl really is?"
"What are they doing? What's the current situation?"
You might ask, how could a college student who spends all his time studying at school possibly meet a working woman?
Mrs. Bei suddenly felt a bit uneasy.
Could they be in a relationship where the woman is older than the man?
She kept asking so many questions, and Bei Mo glanced at her and saw that she was frowning. He immediately knew that she was overthinking things again.
He pursed his lips and replied, "She went to the same school as me, but was a year younger."
"Oh." Upon hearing this, Madam Bei breathed a sigh of relief.
She nagged, "You're still in school, and you have a long road ahead of you after you enter society. Mom just hopes you'll open your eyes wide and see things clearly before you do—"
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