Is Lin An'an the Big-Faced Girl

Everything happened so suddenly.

So abruptly that Xu Mo didn’t even have time to react.

Back when they were filming,

Xu Mo already knew Queen Lin was a rookie in this area.

Quite inexperienced.

Having gone through it once before,

this time was slightly better than the last.

But that wasn’t the point.

The point was that Xu Mo was completely stunned now.

And Queen Lin herself seized the moment—strike while the iron is hot!

After what felt like an eternity,

she finally let go of Xu Mo, though reluctantly.

Xu Mo also personally experienced a four-word phrase:

"Lingering fragrance on the lips."

Turns out it wasn’t just something used to describe food.

There were other things too...

The atmosphere instantly fell into silence.

Fortunately, it didn’t last long.

Lin An'an, with a playful expression, pouted and said, "Hmph, you bad guy! This is the price for making me cry."

Xu Mo was baffled.

Wait… what?

Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?

You cried.

And now you’re blaming me for it?

By that logic, he could just as well say: "You’re arresting Xu Mo, but what does that have to do with me?"

Xu Mo chuckled awkwardly. "It’s getting late. I should head back."

"You’re driving after drinking?" Queen Lin’s heart skipped a beat, her phoenix-like eyes narrowing.

Xu Mo shrugged it off with a smile. "Just a little. Doesn’t matter."

"You call a whole bottle ‘a little’?" Queen Lin was stunned.

From her perspective,

she definitely didn’t want Xu Mo to leave just like that!

Xu Mo laughed. "Do I look drunk to you?"

His words were clear and coherent.

Queen Lin glanced around but didn’t notice anything unusual. "No…"

"Then it’s settled." Xu Mo shrugged.

Queen Lin opened another bottle of champagne and poured him a glass.

Under Xu Mo’s puzzled gaze,

she handed him the drink.

"Call a driver."

Xu Mo blinked. Sure, he could call a driver, but what did that have to do with whether he kept drinking or not?

"What, you won’t drink? Or do you want to drink together?"

Lin An'an batted her lashes, her cheeks flushed as she teased him.

Seeing this,

Xu Mo downed it without hesitation.

Thump, thump.

Queen Lin’s heart raced as she stared intently at Xu Mo, her breath sweet like orchids. "Xu Mo, do you know what it means to regret not meeting sooner?"

Xu Mo thought for a moment. "It means wishing you’d met earlier. Like when two people click instantly, feeling like kindred spirits?"

The remaining half-bottle of champagne—

Queen Lin didn’t bother with a glass this time. She drank straight from the bottle.

One gulp.

By now, she was slightly tipsy.

"Mm. What I feel for you is—

‘You were born before me, I was born after you grew old.

I regret not being born at the same time, so we could be together every day.’

Even though there’s not much of an age gap between us, I only met you later!"

Click-clack, click-clack.

Lin An'an walked over in her high heels, stopping right in front of Xu Mo.

They stood close.

At this moment…

Lin An'an’s eyes were filled with nothing but Xu Mo’s reflection.

"You know what? If I’d known it’d be like this, I wouldn’t have come back. I can’t accept this!!!"

Her scent was intoxicating.

Mixed with the aroma of champagne,

it was utterly captivating.

Xu Mo, having weathered many storms,

only faltered for a brief second

before regaining his composure.

"Saying that to me won’t change anything."

Queen Lin pressed her lips together and changed the subject.

"I want to invite you to join my company. Not to appear in public, just as my personal music consultant."

As she spoke,

Lin An'an was dead serious.

Her beautiful eyes locked onto Xu Mo for a long moment.

This was no joke.

Xu Mo paused, then smiled. "Music is just something I dabble in. Wouldn’t I be embarrassing myself in front of you?"

"No! You’re not!"

Lin An'an suddenly insisted,

her tone urgent and earnest.

Then, under Xu Mo’s gaze,

she reached out and gently touched his face, her expression tender yet solemn.

"Your talent is the best I’ve ever seen—even stronger than mine at my peak."

"I know if you ever decided to step into the spotlight and show the world your other side, with your fame and skill, you’d outshine all of us professionals."

Lin An'an wasn’t exaggerating in the slightest.

In this world,

just based on the songs Xu Mo had written,

he already had what it took.

Often,

it wasn’t about can or can’t.

It was about want or don’t want.

The former meant lacking the ability or means to do it.

The latter meant having everything needed to excel—

but simply choosing not to.

Their current situation was… delicate.

Or rather, somewhat ambiguous.

Xu Mo, feeling uneasy, gently took her hand off his face and held it, agreeing with a smile.

"We can talk about music, but let’s not get handsy, okay?"

Come on.

He wasn’t some saint.

This was just human nature.

Accidental touches here and there—

they could easily spark something more.

Cornered,

Xu Mo had no choice but to restrain her delicate hands.

Only then did Lin An'an snap out of it.

She’d been so focused on searching for something

that she’d completely forgotten

how close they were.

Their breaths mingled,

warm against each other’s faces.

Eyes locked,

Xu Mo realized another problem.

In his line of sight,

Queen Lin’s face grew larger.

Turning into a "big-face girl."

Not that she was performing some face-changing trick,

nor was her face that big.

(⊙o⊙)…

She was leaning in again.

Xu Mo opened his mouth to interrupt,

but that only gave Lin An'an an opening.

This time,

Queen Lin wasn’t letting him go.

If she couldn’t find traces of what was left behind,

then she’d just create something new.

Ahem…

But back to the point.

Back in the day,

Lin An'an had put in a lot of effort to learn the violin.

And that was with her exceptional talent.

Those violin masters?

They’d worked even harder—

it was their livelihood, after all.

Lin An'an was just proficient.

But she was skilled.

Yet when Xu Mo played earlier,

there wasn’t a single mistake.

His level was on par with hers, if not better.

Even if he hadn’t touched it in years,

even if he’d only learned it as a child,

there should’ve been some traces left, right?

But there were none.

That could only mean one thing:

Xu Mo was a freakishly talented musical genius.

His skill surpassed even many renowned maestros.

Once Queen Lin realized this,

how could she not be tempted?

Just like how guys love beautiful women,

girls love handsome men too.

Especially the multi-talented ones.

Xu Mo fit every criterion in Queen Lin’s heart.

So much so that she even considered snatching him from her—that female demon.

Xu Mo tried to peel her off,

but the more he struggled,

the tighter she clung,

like stubborn adhesive.

In the end,

Xu Mo gave up.

Not because he wasn’t strong enough,

but because he was afraid she might fall.

As the saying goes:

If life gives you lemons…

Might as well make the best of it.

Xu Mo relaxed.

At this moment, he chose to go with the flow.

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