With members of the collateral branches eyeing the situation covetously, Mu Han may have no choice but to sacrifice one of them.
"You." Li Chuan could roughly guess Mu Han's decision, and could only sigh inwardly.
I was just about to pat him on the shoulder to comfort him.
But unexpectedly, that person left without warning!
Li Chuan was stunned and called out to his retreating figure, "Where are you going?"
"Dry tongue." Ji Muhan tossed out those two words without turning her head.
"..."
Damn it, I tried to comfort him, but he didn't appreciate it at all.
——
The man wore a simple light blue shirt and black trousers, yet his posture remained elegant and outstanding. He was tall and slender, with a graceful, swan-like neck.
With his hands in his pockets, he strolled leisurely along the forest path, his practiced steps as if he were taking a walk in his own garden.
You stand on the bridge admiring the scenery, while someone else admires you from a building. The bright moon adorns your window, and you adorn someone else's dream. These words suddenly popped into Mo Xiaoqing's mind.
Silently wishing that his legs weren't so long, Mo Xiaoqing could only follow him at a distance, not wanting him to notice her.
However, the unhurried pace seemed to be tailor-made for her, not so bad that she couldn't keep up, but still quite a struggle.
After pausing to rest for a moment, a pair of shoes suddenly appeared in front of me.
Following her long, straight legs upwards, he instantly saw the handsome face he had been silently thinking about for half a month, and his heart trembled for no reason.
His calm, unwavering eyes showed no reaction when he saw her face, as if nothing in this world could move him.
It was Mo Xiaoqing's first time following someone, so she was inevitably a little guilty. She shrank her neck and wished she could become invisible.
He took a step forward, stood in front of Mo Xiaoqing, and slowly bent down.
His indifferent eyes stared intently into Mo Xiaoqing's clear and pure eyes, so sharp it seemed he wanted to see into her heart, making her feel instantly at a loss.
"How long do you plan to follow me?" Ji Muhan asked expressionlessly, her face cold.
"I...I didn't." Mo Xiaoqing glanced at him quickly and swallowed nervously.
He looked at her with a composed expression; his dark eyes were serene, like a night sky devoid of stars.
"Whatever, it's not the best. I don't have time to play hide-and-seek with you."
His tone was unhurried, as if he were simply stating something mundane.
Isn't that the best?
Mo Xiaoqing's breathing was somewhat disordered, and her heart was pounding so fast it felt like it was about to jump out of her chest.
"I did follow you, but I just wanted to see you."
Ji Muhan looked away, her brows furrowing slightly, seemingly a little impatient with what she had said.
It's all over...
Mo Xiaoqing, you're really finished.
Even though he already disliked her, at this moment, she was actually thinking that he was really handsome, even when he disliked her, he still looked so good...
Unseen by anyone, she clenched her hands tightly, took a deep breath, and seemed to have made a momentous decision.
"do you remember me?"
Mo Xiaoqing didn't look up, but just as he was about to leave, she called out.
"?" Ji Muhan frowned, her gaze puzzled, as if silently asking who she was.
Mo Xiaoqing felt a pang of bitterness in her heart when she saw that his expression seemed genuine.
Do you really not remember...?
The atmosphere was awkward for about ten seconds before Mo Xiaoqing was the first to react, and she tentatively smiled and said, "Do you remember when your friend bumped into me outside the coffee shop last time?"
Ji Muhan's gaze was initially confused, but then she understood, as if she had remembered.
His profile was strikingly handsome, exuding an otherworldly aura. His cool gaze was fixed on her, and he silently raised an eyebrow.
so?
"No," Mo Xiaoqing said anxiously, "I don't want it. The money is still in my bag. I just want to return it to you."
"No need," Ji Muhan said calmly.
"Huh?" Mo Xiaoqing didn't react for a moment.
"This money was compensation he gave you." Ji Muhan's tone was devoid of any emotion, cold and distant, and she added, "It has nothing to do with me."
"oh."
Mo Xiaoqing felt a pang of disappointment upon hearing his words, which seemed to desperately try to distance himself from the situation.
Ji Muhan looked at the little girl's drooping head, which looked very dejected, and knew that she had misunderstood her words. She pursed her lips, but did not explain.
"Um, wait a minute."
Can I add you on WeChat?
For a man you've only met three times, you take the initiative to ask for his WeChat.
Heaven knows how much courage Mo Xiaoqing mustered to say those words. Even now, her hands are still trembling uncontrollably, and she is clenching them into fists, ignoring the pain in her palms.
Ji Muhan turned around, raising an eyebrow in slight surprise, clearly not expecting her to say that.
The little girl, standing against the light, had no makeup on. Her face was smooth and delicate, and she still had some childishness. Her eyes held undisguised expectation.
"Can't."
Ji Muhan answered without hesitation.
"Ah, why?" Mo Xiaoqing looked at him with a somewhat aggrieved expression.
She trembled nervously like a rabbit, her watery eyes fluttering with her butterfly-like eyelashes, and tears rolled down her cheeks with each blink.
"Annoying." Ji Muhan's expression was even colder than before, her brows furrowed, and she refused without hesitation.
Mo Xiaoqing's previously gloomy expression returned to normal in the blink of an eye. Holding up three fingers, she quickly assured them, "I just want to transfer that money to you. I promise I won't bother you too often."
It won't be "frequently," but it can be "occasionally"!
Upon hearing this, Ji Muhan's expression turned cold for a moment before returning to normal, clearly indicating that she did not believe her words.
Too lazy to waste any more time here, I turned around and left.
Mo Xiaoqing quickly followed.
"I really won't bother you often, is that still not okay?"
"Still annoying."
Ji Muhan didn't even bother to think about it and refused again.
"At worst, I'll add you on WeChat, transfer the money to you, and then delete you from my WeChat contacts."
What do you think?
Ji Muhan raised an eyebrow with a half-smile, a hint of disdain in her eyes.
"hehe."
Even with her thick skin, Mo Xiaoqing couldn't withstand his sharp and direct gaze.
She touched the bridge of her nose with an embarrassed look, then grinned awkwardly at him, forcing a forced smile.
It would be strange if they deleted it.
This clumsy excuse is full of loopholes; even she herself wouldn't believe it.
He gave her one last, deep look, a meaningful smile playing on his lips, his eyes cold and indifferent, and said indifferently:
"I am not interested in minors."
Mo Xiaoqing was stunned, staring blankly as Ji Muhan's figure gradually disappeared into the distance before her brain mechanically reacted.
Staring blankly at the tips of his shoes, he kicked at a pebble beside his feet and muttered under his breath:
"I'm not a minor."
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