Mo Yehan wasn’t someone who liked to show weakness, but in front of Tian Xi, he couldn’t help but appear pitiful and aggrieved.
At this moment, Mo Yehan had tears in his eyes, glistening and watery, like a little puppy begging for its owner’s affection—adorably whiny, making Tian Xi unable to resist leaning closer: “Let me blow on it, and it won’t hurt anymore.”
“Mm.” Mo Yehan nodded.
Tian Xi opened her mouth and gently blew on his wound. His entire body tensed up, as if he couldn’t hold on any longer. His face gradually reddened, his hands gripping the armrests of the bench, stiff and unmoving.
After blowing for a long time, Tian Xi reached out to touch the wound at the corner of his mouth, her face flushed as she asked, “Will it affect kissing?”
As soon as she said this, both their faces turned crimson, as if dripping blood.
Tian Xi immediately stood up: “It’s time for class. Let’s go.”
Mo Yehan hummed in agreement and followed behind her, watching her enchanting posture with a slight smile curling at his lips.
Sensing his gaze was too intense, she couldn’t help but turn around: “What are you looking at?”
“You’re beautiful,” he said softly, “like a little peach waiting to be picked.”
Tian Xi flushed all over: “You’re so annoying. I’m ignoring you.”
She hurried back to the classroom and sat down, noticing Mo Qing’s malicious glare. She felt disgusted—this man was utterly repulsive. Memories of how he had tortured and killed her in her previous life surged back uncontrollably. She would never let him off.
After school, Mo Qing approached her again, asking her to go out with him.
“Sorry, I need to go home and study,” Tian Xi coldly refused.
Mo Qing tried to grab her, but Tian Xi stepped back: “Mo Qing, you’d better not lay a hand on me. If my two brothers find out, they’ll be very angry.”
Hearing this, Mo Qing lowered his hand and smiled: “Tian Xi, let’s go to the bar tonight. I’ll show you something interesting.”
He had found out that Mo Yehan worked at a bar, even accompanying women—how despicable. As long as Tian Xi saw it, she would give up on that poor guy.
“Sorry, I have no interest in places like bars.”
“Don’t you want to see where Mo Yehan works?” Mo Qing said with intrigue. “Guys like him are especially popular at bars. I heard many wealthy women ask him to drink with them.”
Tian Xi remained unfazed: “You don’t need to provoke me with such talk. I don’t care.” She turned and got into her family’s luxury car.
Mo Qing clenched his fists and punched his sports car: “Tian Xi, you really disappoint me.”
Back home, Tian Xi sent a WeChat message to Mo Yehan: “Did you go to work at the bar?”
Mo Yehan quickly replied: “Yeah, I started work earlier today, but I’ll finish early too.”
Tian Xi stared at the message for a long time before sending another one. At the same time, Mo Yehan’s message came through: “Can I come see you after work? I miss you.”
While Tian Xi sent: “Can I come to the bar to see you?”
Mo Yehan quickly replied: “I don’t feel comfortable with you coming to the bar alone.”
“I’ll ask my brother to come with me. Will that make you feel better?”
Then Tian Xi sent a photo of herself: “I miss you so much, I’m almost crying.”
Mo Yehan replied: “Come then. I miss you too.”
Yes! Tian Xi changed into a white silk camisole dress, tied her hair into a ponytail, skipped high heels, and paired it with white sneakers—pure yet alluring, a perfect blend of a little fairy and a Little Enchantress.Before heading out, she took out her savings passbook, which contained tens of millions—money she had saved over the years, intending to give it all to Mo Yehan.
“Second Brother, come with me to the bar to meet my boyfriend.”
Second Brother Tian Qing was in the middle of playing a game and looked surprised. “Such a good thing has fallen into my lap?”
He stood up proudly, glanced at Big Brother, then looked at their parents. “Don’t be too jealous of me.”
Their parents tried to stop them. “Sweetie, are you sure you want your Second Brother to go instead of your steady Big Brother? What if he messes things up for you?”
Big Brother agreed. “This guy is really unreliable. You should be careful.”
Seeing his little sister hesitate, Second Brother Tian Qing patted his chest and assured her, “Don’t worry, sis. I won’t say a single extra word.”
Tian Xi nodded. “Then let’s go.”
“Sis, you’re dressed so prettily for the bar. Aren’t you afraid someone might take advantage of you?” Tian Qing asked worriedly.
“Isn’t that why I have you, Second Brother? If anyone dares to take advantage of me, you’ll beat them up.”
Tian Qing nodded slowly. “Finally, you understand how great your Second Brother is.”
As Tian Xi hurried to the bar,
Mo Qing had already arrived with his crew, specifically to cause trouble for Mo Yehan.
In the bar’s private room,
Mo Qing was flanked by hot beauties and pointed at Mo Yehan. “Look, everyone, our top student is working here as a waiter. How pathetic, isn’t it?”
They were all classmates.
Everyone found it quite novel to see the usually cold and aloof Mo Yehan working as a waiter here—it was so unlike his usual image.
“Mo Yehan, are you that short on money?” a girl couldn’t help but ask.
Mo Yehan ignored her, focusing intently on arranging the drinks and opening each bottle before preparing to leave.
Mo Qing kicked over a box of alcohol in front of him. “We’re talking to you! What’s your attitude? Is this how you treat customers?”
Mo Yehan replied indifferently, “Yeah.”
Mo Qing sprang to his feet, pointing at him menacingly. “Mo Yehan, are you asking for a beating?”
Mo Yehan said coolly, “You might not be able to beat me.”
This comment made Mo Qing lose face. While he hesitated and thought it over, Mo Yehan had already left the private room.
Furious, Mo Qing led his crew out after him but ran into Tian Xi in the hallway. She had her hair in a ponytail, straight bangs, and wore a white spaghetti strap dress. Though a lot of her skin was exposed, she exuded a pure yet alluring vibe—exactly his usual type.
“Tian Xi, you came! I thought you weren’t going to show up,” Mo Qing said excitedly.
“I’m here to see Mo Yehan. It has nothing to do with you,” Tian Xi said as she walked over to Mo Yehan. Seeing him in his black uniform, she thought he looked so handsome—so handsome that her legs went weak.
How could her boy be so good-looking?