After Transmigrating into a Novel with My Boyfriend, He Turned Out to Be a Native Villain Chapter 114: Actually, I Already Gave My Gift

In that mont, a deep sense of helplessness and indescribable bitterness spread through Bo Jingmo’s chest.

Yu Li not only didn’t rember him—she had fallen for soone else.

But in the instance, she had liked him.

She had clearly said it...

Bo Jingmo’s gaze trembled faintly, his throat tightened, and realizing he was about to lose control, he quickly turned his head away.

At a ti like this, how much he wanted to just tell Yu Li the truth.

But without her mories, what was the point?

Yu Li noticed the disappointnt in his eyes and turned toward the fountain, speaking softly, “Why would you say that?”

“Maybe… she actually recognized you a long ti ago.”

Bo Jingmo froze, then quickly turned his head.

Under the dark night, the colorful lights from the fountain were reflected in the girl’s pupils, making them especially bright and clear. Her long lashes quivered slightly, casting a shadow, her nose was high and straight, lips soft and pink, and on her delicate profile was a smile that was hard to read.

Sensing his gaze, she tilted her head and looked at him. Her beautiful fox-like eyes curved gently, “Bo Jingmo, let tell you a secret.”

“Actually, I already gave my gift.”

“It’s now… in the hands of my ‘online friend’.”

Boom—Bo Jingmo’s pupils shrank in an instant, and his heart burst like fireworks.

The sounds around him seed to fade all at once. The scene around them blurred into an illusory backdrop—only the girl in front of him remained real.

He instinctively gripped the perfu bag in his hand, staring blankly at Yu Li. His mind went completely blank, unable to think, while his heart pounded wildly, as if it might jump out of his chest.

The fountain show reached its climax nearby. With a loud boom, an enormous jet of water shot up into the sky.

The spray fell everywhere, soaking the front-row crowd. Cheers instantly turned into startled screams and laughter from those enjoying the chaos.

But Bo Jingmo didn’t notice any of it.

He didn’t know how long had passed before he heard his own hoarse voice in the air:

“…What do you an?”

He had clearly guessed what she ant—but he still couldn’t believe it. It felt like he was dreaming.

But then, Bo Jingmo’s body stiffened. In the reflection of his dark eyes, he saw the girl lean in and gently cup his face.

Her palms were ward by the milk tea, soft and warm, carrying the sweet scent of tea and the sharp pine fragrance.

“I even went out of my way to choose the sa perfu you use. Why don’t you believe it?”

With the gentle music of the fountain in the background and the man still stunned, Yu Li leaned up and softly kissed the corner of his lips, her voice tender with a trace of laughter: “Silly, I’ve been with you through three instances already—recognizing you only now is a little late, isn’t it?”

“From the beginning, my online friend was always you. And the one I like… is also only you.”

At the sa ti, the phone in the man’s pocket vibrated slightly. The screen lit up, the ssage laid bare in the air.

【President Bo, we’ve checked. The person you ntioned hasn’t logged into any gas or t anyone else recently.】

But the small notification didn’t catch his attention at all.

Right now, his whole world was filled only with the girl in front of him.

The streetlights were dim and yellow, the night endless. Amid the cheers and the dazzling fountain show, the two of them embraced in a quiet corner, like any couple lost in love.

With reddened eyes, the man held the girl tightly in his arms, voice slightly choked: “Lili, I’m not dreaming… right?”

Even if it was a dream, he wouldn’t dare to dream sothing like this.

“It is a dream,” the girl said, resting her chin on his shoulder and laughing softly, “It’s the perfect dream I wove just for you tonight.”

She slowly took his hand and smiled, “Bo Jingmo, your milk tea’s gotten cold. From now on, keeping my hands warm is your job.”

The only answer was the sudden tightening of his grip, “Okay.”

Bo Jingmo lowered his head and kissed the back of her hand, the motion gentle and reverent. When he looked up again, his eyes were already tinged with red.

“Even if it’s a dream… I never want to wake up.”

In that mont, Bo Jingmo felt like sothing had filled the emptiness inside him. Body and soul found a kind of satisfaction he had never known before—like a wandering spirit lost in a strange world, he had finally found his place to belong.

Yu Li gently curved her eyes and touched his face, gaze turning to the nearby fountain. The show was nearing its end. The colorful water jets changed form with the music, and the crowd’s cheers never once stopped.

Bo Jingmo stood beside her, holding her hand. They hadn’t really watched the show, but so what?

They would have countless more chances to watch together.

As long as the person beside him never changed, that was enough.

Seeing the show was over, Yu Li seed to rember sothing. She turned her head and asked, “Bo Jingmo, we’re together now, right?”

The man’s lips curved upward, just about to answer when the girl suddenly leaned close. She rose up on her toes and whispered near his ear, laughing lightly: “Tomorrow’s the weekend—I don’t have class.”

They had agreed to et on Sunday, so Saturday was entirely free.

Feeling the man’s body go rigid, Yu Li’s gaze dropped to his Adam’s apple. Watching it move up and down, she reached out and gently pressed her fingers there, voice low and tempting: “Boyfriend, I want to see your place.”

In that mont, Bo Jingmo was certain—the Yu Li in front of him was the sa one from the instances.

He took her wrist, dark eyes fixed on her, deep and focused. His fingertips gently brushed against her delicate skin.

As they looked into each other’s eyes, unspoken tension lingered in the air. The noise around them faded into the background.

After a long ti, the man spoke with a hoarse voice: “Okay.”

—

Before heading over, Yu Li needed to go back to school to grab a few things. She told Bo Jingmo he could just wait in the car.

Sitting in the car, the man’s face showed no emotion, but his voice sounded unmistakably aggrieved: “Why? I can’t wait downstairs? I can help you carry your stuff. You don’t want to go public?”

Yu Li paused with her hand on the seatbelt, then looked at him, amused: “Don’t want to go public?”

She gave him a once-over and raised her brow, “My boyfriend’s handso and rich—why would I hide that?”

eting his gaze, she laughed and leaned over to unbuckle his seatbelt herself, “Let’s go, let’s go. You can wait downstairs then.”

The little boyfriend nodded, very satisfied: “Okay.”

Yu Li went upstairs and opened the dorm room door. The girls inside turned around at the sound.

Le Yi greeted her, “Yu Li, you're back?”

Yu Li responded with a soft “Mm,” then placed the little cake in her hand, “This one’s really tasty. You all share it.”

Bo Jingmo had insisted on buying it before they ca back. At the ti, Yu Li had been a little surprised, but then she heard his explanation: “I’ve seen others do this before. Just think of it as my first eting gift.”

In that mont, Yu Li was reminded of when she had first joined the company.

This man had practically bribed the entire office, preparing gifts for everyone in secret, smoothing out every possible obstacle for her.

Yu Li hadn’t really needed him to do all that, but since her little boyfriend wanted to—she smiled and accepted it, and gave him a few extra “rewards” along the way.

She knew what Bo Jingmo was thinking.

He just wanted to give her the best of everything.

Bo Jingmo never hid his love, and Yu Li… always gave him exactly the response he wanted.