You Are My Unforgettable Love

Looking at Mo Xicheng, she said, “Mo Xicheng, I really like you and I’m a fan of yours. I didn’t misunderstand anything. Since you’re not taking me back home, can we take a picture together?”

Mo Xicheng rejected her request saying, “The filming crew’s policy is that we can’t take any pictures in Hengdian during the filming period.”

Li Xue was speechless.

She could only get into the car sullenly. As the car drove away, Yao Lili spun around sharply to look at Mo Xicheng. Finally, she gave an icy laugh and said, “Great, Mo Xicheng, now that you’re grown up, you disobey me. Great, great… you’ll be the death of me! Don’t you know your father wishes to collaborate with the Li family? So the opportunity to bond through your marriage is not something you have a say in!”

After he had listened to Yao Lili’s words, he raised his eyes towards her and said in an unruffled manner, “Mom, I can obey you in other things, however when it comes to my marriage, I will make my own decision.”

On this note, he grabbed Shi Nianyao and led her away.

Shi Nianyao was stunned. She turned her head back to look at Yao Lili and saw the woman standing in a daze under a streetlight.

Her shadow greatly lengthened under the lighting.

Shi Nianyao lowered her gaze and sighed deeply.

Since she and Mo Xicheng were both now staying at the same hotel, they headed back together.

She looked at him longingly as she accompanied him to the top floor.

It was obvious in her gaze, as they rode up the elevator, that she couldn’t bear to be away from the man.

Helpless under her steady gaze, Mo Xicheng finally sighed and grabbed her hand as he stepped out of the lift.

She widened her eyes in surprise and asked, “I- idol… what are you doing?”

He replied indifferently, “You’re so good at French, why don’t you teach me?”

Shi Nianyao paused.

So she was there to teach him French?

Nevertheless, she was elated.

When they arrived at Mo Xicheng’s room, she stood at the doorway surveying the space. She was no stranger to this room. She had slept there for a night and even taken a shower here at one point.

Yet when she returned this time, she realized that some things had changed since she had been there a month ago.

It was tidy like before, in fact it was so bare it felt cold and lifeless.

She liked to strew her belongings all over the place, not because she disliked being tidy, but because she thought that the room would feel warmer and livelier like that.

Unlike Mo Xicheng’s room…

At this thought, Shi Nianyao dug into her bag, took out her personal pink mug and quietly placed it on the coffee table.

Just an added dash of beauty and the room looked livelier at once.

As she grinned happily, looking at her mug, Mo Xicheng walked over with a hot water thermos from the minibar. When he saw the pink mug, he halted for a moment.

But following that, his expression quickly returned to normal.

If it hadn’t been for the faint smile that had appeared on his face, no one would have noticed this shift of emotions in him.

He looked at the mug, sitting squarely on the coffee table as if staking its claim. Then he lowered his gaze, approached it and poured water into it.

Shi Nianyao cleared her throat once and looked at Mo Xicheng, who was infusing the tea at this point. Finally, she asked, “I can teach you a simple French sentence today. What would you like to learn?”

He glanced at Shi Nianyao and said, “How about a love confession?”