Standing in front of his tall and imposing figure, she suddenly didn’t know where to place her hands and feet, and all the blood in her body was rushing to her head.
They say beauty lies in the bone, not the skin, but Mo Liuyun, who stood above her, was both lean and well-proportioned, possessing both skin and bone. His every gesture exuded an innate laziness and nobility that she couldn’t resist—what was she to do?
Yet, his expression was distant and indifferent, shrouded in a coldness that kept people at bay, making Bing Xia hesitant to speak up. She stood quietly before the man she admired, feeling awkward as she let him scrutinize her from head to toe.
"Are you sure you want to co ho with ? Is that right?" Mo Liuyun’s gaze was penetrating, devoid of warmth.
"Yes."
She had gone through a lot of trouble to win him over, though her thods weren’t exactly honorable.
Mo Liuyun let out a cold laugh: "I can tell you clearly that I’m not interested in you. In a year, I’ll apply to dissolve the official pairing. Are you still sure?"
Bing Xia’s face burned with sha, but...
She felt lost all these years, her heart empty, until she saw Mo Liuyun on TV. Suddenly, Bing Xia felt her heart completely filled. Yes—she felt that her life was only complete with him in it!
So,
"I—I know being picked at the Civil Affairs Bureau isn’t a pleasant experience. I’m only here because I have no choice, because I’m so broke I can’t afford to eat, so I desperately need to find soone to support ."
"But don’t worry, I’m easy to support; just give a al, and I promise not to disrupt your life. If after a year you think we’re incompatible, I won’t cling to you, so—so don’t feel too burdened..."
Pushing herself to her limits to sell herself, Bing Xia concluded with: "I’ll be good, very good..."
Her soft and tender voice was like silk wrapping around him, easily dissolving any iron will.
Mo Liuyun stared at the obedient Bing Xia, and sohow, the soft child’s voice of Lan Nan from his childhood flashed into his mind: "Brother Yun, please play with . I’ll be good, very good..."
Mo Liuyun’s heart uncontrollably ached for a mont.
That stunning face montarily revealed a softness he himself didn’t notice. Then he reached out, pinching Bing Xia’s chin, forcing her to raise her head and et his gaze. For so reason, looking at the girl in front of him made him think of Lan Nan.
"What’s your na?"
Bing Xia looked up, her eyes eting a pair of deep and charming eyes: "Bing Xia, like a cool sumr."
"Age."
"I’m just twenty today."
She’s not her...
Perhaps it was an illusion, but for a mont, he thought the girl in front of him was the Lan Nan he had been searching for. Unfortunately, what a coincidence that would be. How could the country bring the person he couldn’t find to him?
Regardless, the country did him a favor indeed—he really did need a woman to fend off the old man’s relentless pressure.
Mo Liuyun didn’t ponder for long, holding her chin and looking down at her: "I can take you ho, but... you’d better an what you say and not have any inappropriate thoughts about ."
Bing Xia nodded obediently, quite agreeable.
But, that was impossible—Bing Xia was actually a wolf in sheep’s clothing!
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