Fu Nancheng’s hand fell on the scarf, and after gently helping her tidy it up, he looked at her sowhat lost in thought.
When he woke up early in the morning, he found that the bed in the guest room had already been neatly made. He searched through the bathroom and dining room, but she was nowhere to be seen, and he suddenly panicked.
Qiao Mo t those dark eyes and clearly saw the fine blood threads in his eyes, carrying a tinge of fatigue.
In that instant, she inexplicably felt a pang of tenderness.
Fu Nancheng sighed softly, put the coat’s hood on her head, and gently lifted her small face through the hood, "I’ll worry."
Qiao Mo felt a little dazed, her eyes inexplicably stinging.
Her eyelashes fluttered a few tis, and the mist in her eyes gradually faded away.
Looking at his nose, which was turning red from the cold, she gently lowered her gaze without speaking.
Seeing that she still didn’t respond to him, Fu Nancheng felt a bit disappointed, held her tightly in his arms, and his gaze fell into the distance, as if the days were longer than one long winter and sumr to him.
Leaning against his chest, Qiao Mo was slightly startled, slowly raising her hand to try pushing him away.
But when her gaze fell on his feet, wearing slippers without socks, she lost her concentration once again.
Shen Tingting nearby was completely stunned, her eyes wide and almost bloodshot, staring intently at the two people embracing before her.
How could it... how could it be like this!
How could Fu Nancheng still be with her?
How is this possible!
The other won, however, looked at Fu Nancheng in a daze, each one appearing soulless, no longer showing their previously malicious deanor, but rather a touch of shyness.
"Is this Mr. Fu?"
"It must be... I never expected him to be so young and handso... I... I always thought he was a middle-aged man."
"What a pity... From his appearance, he clearly cares a lot about Qiao Mo. Ah, it seems there’s no chance."
Listening to their words, Shen Tingting’s face turned ashen, sowhat unwillingly looking towards Fu Nancheng.
That day, she clearly sent him the room number!
And she clearly saw him enter the hotel!
How co... how co it’s like nothing happened?
The other won snapped out of their daze, rembering their earlier sarcasm towards Qiao Mo, each one’s face changed, imdiately looking at Shen Tingting with so reproach.
"Tingting, didn’t you say Fu Nancheng would never forgive Qiao Mo!"
"Yeah, you also said Qiao Mo ca by taxi, she must have quarreled with Mr. Fu."
"Mr. Fu clearly cares about her a lot, now we’ve really offended the wrong person."
Questioned like this by several people, Shen Tingting’s face flushed red, finally unable to restrain herself, she took a step forward and said, "Mr. Fu..."
Hearing this, Qiao Mo reached out to push him away.
Fu Nancheng frowned and turned to look over.
Shen Tingting tried to show a harmless smile and said warmly to Fu Nancheng, "Mr. Fu, I know you’ve always treated Qiao Mo well, but I really can’t stand to see you kept in the dark."
Fu Nancheng’s eyes narrowed slightly, though he was only wearing pants and slippers, his charm was undiminished.
Shen Tingting felt a bit uneasy but quickly took out her phone and logged onto the forum.
"Mr. Fu... the forums are buzzing, saying that Qiao Mo is being kept, and there are even explicit photos..."
Fu Nancheng frowned, not looking at the phone, but his gaze on Shen Tingting grew several degrees colder.
Qiao Mo also just stood quietly to the side, seemingly indifferent to how he might react.
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