Exceptionally good-looking.

At two in the afternoon, Xu Mingyao arrived early downstairs at the agreed-upon restaurant, eagerly awaiting Qing Mo's arrival.

This time, that annoying guy wouldn't be around.

It would just be her and Qing Mo!

At the thought of this, Xu Mingyao excitedly clenched her fists, determined to make Qing Mo give up her targeting of the Xu family this time.

To be honest, Xu Mingyao hadn't expected that Lin Yu would actually let Qing Mo meet her alone...

...

Could it be another trick?

Thinking back to their last meeting, where she was practically treated as a tool for their flirting, Xu Mingyao felt her lungs were about to burst with anger.

Even now, recalling that utterly humiliating incident.

Xu Mingyao couldn't help but feel her blood boil, her face flushing and ears burning with rage.

She even felt a bit of soreness in her neck.

It was as if she was carrying some heavy, glowing green object on her head!

This time...

Surely something like that wouldn't happen again, right?

Xu Mingyao felt apprehensive, terrified that Qing Mo might bring some hidden task prop again.

If that were really the case.

Xu Mingyao would truly want to die.

And she'd drag that bastard Lin Yu down with her!

Amidst her uneasy anxiety, Xu Mingyao finally waited until Qing Mo arrived.

She slowly stepped out of a black stretch Lincoln.

The moment she saw her, Xu Mingyao's eyes lit up.

Qing Mo's outfit today was noticeably different from her usual style.

She wore a khaki trench coat over a black tight-fitting knit sweater, paired with dark, ink-colored skinny jeans.

The tight clothing perfectly outlined her excellent curves, while the loose trench coat added a touch of mystery, keeping her full figure slightly concealed.

She looked entirely sexy and haughty.

Especially on Qing Mo's exquisite, coldly ethereal face.

Coupled with a slightly cool and edgy vibe.

She was absolutely captivating to both men and women!

Xu Mingyao stared at Qing Mo blankly, lost in a trance without realizing it.

It wasn't until the rising temperature in her cheeks that her senses were brought back.

Xu Mingyao couldn't remember how long it had been since she last felt this way.

Her cheeks were burning red, and her heart pounded wildly in her chest.

Xu Mingyao remembered that the last time she felt like this was when she first saw Qing Mo as a child.

Back then, she had followed her father to Qing Mo's birthday banquet.

Qing Mo was sixteen that year, dressed like a princess at her birthday dinner, but with a face full of unhappiness.

Obviously, she had been coaxed and forced into dressing like that by her loving parents.

But despite her unhappiness, her coldly ethereal temperament and otherworldly beauty were not diminished in the slightest.

On the contrary, the trace of coldness on her face made her seem even less like a mortal.

She only appeared for a brief few minutes that night, yet she imperiously monopolized everyone's gaze.

It was on that night that Xu Mingyao fell in love with Qing Mo at first sight.

That was the first time she wished she were a man.

Not to possess Qing Mo.

But hoping she could be like a knight from Western mythology, guarding by her side.

To drive away all the evil dragons and princes for her!

So that she alone could exclusively enjoy all of her emotions and expressions.

But what Xu Mingyao absolutely never expected was.

She had blocked the evil dragons and princes.

But failed to guard against a damn piece of trash!

Letting that dead goblin with yellow hair steal her treasure!

Every time she thought of this, Xu Mingyao hated it so much her heart bled!

The moment she thought of that damn Lin Yu.

All sorts of terrible memories came flooding back.

Amidst the pain, Xu Mingyao also heightened her vigilance slightly, beginning to carefully observe Qing Mo's movements to see if she was carrying any hidden contraband...

After a few brief glances, Xu Mingyao breathed a sigh of relief.

Qing Mo's rather tight clothing today couldn't hide anything at all.

Moreover, her demeanor was natural.

The makeup on her face wasn't as heavy as that day, capable of completely covering her skin tone.

Qing Mo only wore light makeup today.

If there was anywhere she had put extra thought into.

It would be her lips, right?

Xu Mingyao looked greedily and carefully.

Qing Mo's lips today were red and glossy.

Like a freshly washed red cherry, the slightly thin shape was extremely tempting, making one unable to resist wanting to...

"Let's go upstairs."

Just as Xu Mingyao was watching in a trance, Qing Mo had already walked up to her and said in a calm voice.

"Oh, oh!"

Xu Mingyao snapped back to reality and nodded hastily, her gaze darting away out of guilt and shyness.

However, Xu Mingyao was ultimately not some innocent young girl.

She quickly adjusted her state and followed Qing Mo upstairs.

After arriving at the restaurant on the seventeenth floor, Xu Mingyao gave her name to the waiter, wanting to go to the reserved private room.

"Let's eat outside."

Qing Mo interjected coldly into their conversation.

Glancing at the restaurant, which was less than half full, Qing Mo looked at the waitress and asked:

"Are there any window seats left?"

"Uh..."

"There are still window seats."

After answering Qing Mo, the waitress turned to look at Xu Mingyao, who had made the reservation, and asked uncertainly:

"But are you really sure you want to change seats?"

Xu Mingyao naturally didn't want to change, but she didn't dare to disobey Qing Mo's wishes either, so she could only discuss it in a low voice:

"Sister Qing Mo, I have some things I want to say to you, it would be more convenient if we go to the private room."

"I'm going shopping later, whatever you have to say can be said then."

Qing Mo's tone was casual, yet her words were an unquestionable statement.

However, Xu Mingyao didn't mind Qing Mo's usual domineering attitude at all.

As soon as she heard that she could go shopping with Qing Mo later, she was so happy she almost jumped up.

Shopping?

We can still go shopping?

Does this mean Sister Qing Mo plans to forgive me?

Is it because she feels sorry for me after teasing me last time?

She plans to forgive me?

Although recalling that incident still made Xu Mingyao feel humiliated, she could already manage to roughly avoid that memory.

Painful memories, after the initial unforgettable agony, turn into a sharp knife.

Whenever the soul passes by and feels its edge, it will detour, never to be pierced straight through by it again.

Thinking that Qing Mo might have decided to forgive her, Xu Mingyao no longer agonized over where to sit.

She readily agreed to Qing Mo's request.

The two followed the waitress's footsteps and sat down at a window seat.

Qing Mo took off her khaki trench coat and casually draped it over the back of a nearby chair.

The dishes were served quickly.

They were all flavors that Qing Mo liked.

Having liked Qing Mo for so many years, Xu Mingyao was second to none in these small details.

With delicious food full of color, aroma, and taste placed before her, Xu Mingyao had no mood to eat.

A small fraction of her attention loosely rested on the food in front of her, but the majority was focused on the person across the table.

In Xu Mingyao's eyes, Qing Mo had always only had two states.

Beautiful and very beautiful.

Today, she was.

Especially beautiful...

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