CHAPTER 1076: CHAPTER 14: MO YUYAN ARC 7

Mo Yuyan’s car stopped at the entrance of the alley where Mi Ai rented her house.

"Thank you for bringing me back."

Mi Ai unbuckled her seatbelt and said gratefully to Mo Yuyan.

She opened the passenger door and was about to get out when Mo Yuyan reached out his hand.

She turned her head puzzled towards Mo Yuyan, only to see him take out a round, antique-looking dark box with very delicate carvings on it, which was very beautiful.

"Give me your hand."

Mi Ai instinctively extended her hand, and Mo Yuyan took it, opening the box of Ice Muscle Paste, releasing a pleasant fragrance.

Mo Yuyan applied Ice Muscle Paste on Mi Ai’s palm as she tried to retract her hand but he held on tightly.

"Don’t move, this is Ice Muscle Paste, made by my mother herself."

"You worry about your hand, but after applying this Ice Muscle Paste, your hand will improve."

He carefully applied the Ice Muscle Paste on Mi Ai’s hand, while she kept staring at his bowed head.

"Is it really necessary to do this? Mo Yuyan, you shouldn’t treat me this well."

She was afraid, afraid she couldn’t reciprocate his kindness.

Mo Yuyan lifted his head to look at the worried Mi Ai, "I want to treat you well; that’s my business, not yours."

Mi Ai’s eyes turned red as she shook her head, "You deserve someone better, I’m not good for anything."

"It’s enough that I know you’re good."

"You said no one loves you, so... let me love you."

The Mo Family loves intensely; once in love they love deeply, like how Father Mo Yunchen has always loved Mother Qin Qin through all these years, unwavering.

Mi Ai couldn’t hold back her tears any longer, sliding down her face. Mo Yuyan’s sweet words weren’t grand promises, but were deeply moving.

"Mo...mmh..."

Mo Yuyan leaned in to kiss Mi Ai, wiping away the tears on her cheeks with his hands, his thin lips pressing onto hers; the kiss tasted slightly bitter, from her tears.

Mi Ai did not resist, she closed her eyes and let Mo Yuyan kiss her.

Maybe, she should let go and try it, even if they ultimately part ways, she will have no regrets.

That night, Mi Ai lay on the bed, holding the Ice Muscle Paste Mo Yuyan had given her, smiling softly.

In a certain bar, Lee Zhichun sat in a corner, surrounded by empty bottles.

"Mi Ai, Mi Ai, Mi Ai."

Lee Zhichun kept murmuring Mi Ai’s name.

Jian Shiman stood in front of Lee Zhichun, her heavy makeup attempting to hide wounds.

"Zhichun."

Jian Shiman sat in front of Lee Zhichun, reaching out to touch him. He was somewhat drunk, and as he looked up and saw her, his expression changed. He forcefully pushed her hand away, "Why is it you? What are you doing here?"

The hand Jian Shiman had reached out still tingled, "What am I doing?"

She let out a cold laugh, "You don’t even want to look at me now? But when you slept with me, it wasn’t like this?"

"If it weren’t for you, Mi Ai and I wouldn’t have split up. Jian Shiman, get lost."

Lee Zhichun said drunkenly, grabbing the bottle on the table and drinking deeply.

Jian Shiman forcefully snatched the bottle from Lee Zhichun, shouting, "Is it me? Lee Zhichun, if you weren’t half-hearted towards Mi Ai, would you have fallen for my temptation? Lee Zhichun, you really are shameless."

Lee Zhichun looked coldly at Jian Shiman, suddenly reaching out and gripping her neck, "Shut up, just shut up, it’s all because of you that Mi Ai left me."

He truly regretted it, for succumbing to a momentary temptation, ending up with Jian Shiman. Now it’s too late to regret; he wants to see Mi Ai, win back her heart, but she doesn’t even want to see him.

"Lee Zhichun, it’s all your fault, it’s yourself. You men are like this, messing up and blaming us women."

Jian Shiman hadn’t expected Lee Zhichun to be this way. The man she had fought for turned out to be like this. The Lee Zhichun from before wasn’t like this; could this be his true nature?

Lee Zhichun stopped talking, picked up the bottle, and kept drinking.

Jian Shiman sat beside him, growing angrier by the minute.

"Lee Zhichun, as you get drunk here, do you know what Mi Ai is doing?"

Lee Zhichun turned his head towards Jian Shiman, who coldly laughed, "She’s with President Mo of Mo Corporation, moved on to someone better."

She couldn’t get over her resentment, why the man she liked didn’t like her; she took him away and yet he still didn’t like her. The woman she despises most managed to catch a man she could never hope to.