114: Chapter 114: Deciding to Go Back to Him 114: Chapter 114: Deciding to Go Back to Him She took out her phone and dialed Gu Yixuan’s number, the ringtone echoed for a while before the call was answered.
“Hello.” On the other end, the man’s voice was languid and sexy, brimming with confidence.
Mo Ran spoke indifferently, “It’s .”
“What’s up?” He feigned ignorance.
“I want to move back to the villa tomorrow, is that okay?” By saying this, she should be able to make her decision and attitude clear.
“You think you can just move out and move back whenever you want?”
“…This ti, if I move back, I won’t leave again.
Unless, you ask to.
I don’t want to fight with you anymore, Gu Yixuan.
I admit, I can’t beat you.”
“Heh.” The man chuckled lightly, “Suit yourself.”
He hung up the phone, and Mo Ran was sowhat unsure of his aning.
Did he agree to her moving back, or not?
It should be an agreent…
After telling Mo Yan that things would be okay tomorrow and that she shouldn’t worry too much, Mo Ran left.
She didn’t go straight ho but instead wandered the streets slowly.
As she walked, on a whim, she decided to have so fun on Joy Street and imdiately put her idea into action, taking a taxi there.
Joy Street was long, a straight path buzzing with food, drink, and entertainnt.
She strolled and enjoyed herself.
First, she bought a skewer of candied hawthorn, took a few bites, then went for a skewer of lamb.
Seeing a photo booth, she ran inside alone with her candied hawthorn and lamb skewer, striking different poses, shooting various photos.
Soon, she compiled a pile, making all sorts of goofy faces.
Having collected her photos, she continued her stroll.
She bought any attractive jewelry she saw and spent money on any amusing thing she found.
…
She played from the start of the street to the end, spending four hours.
Exhausted, she felt very happy and liberated.
After resting for a while by the roadside, she went to a nearby bar.
Inside, n and won danced frantically on the dance floor, releasing their excessive energy.
Mo Ran ordered a beer, gulped down a big sip, took off her jacket, and joined in on the dance floor.
She danced a very explosive modern dance, her movents graceful and fluid, her long hair flowing.
Her dancing was so excellent that the crowd around her gradually stopped to watch her move.
So started to cheer, so clapped and whistled.
She paid them no mind, lost in her own world, dancing with abandon and release.
A bold man stepped out to match her movents, dancing alongside her.
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