CHAPTER 360: CHAPTER 360 THE GIFT OF DREAMS! 1

He pulled her over, his hands circling her waist. "So, tell me, what’s written in my eyes?"

"Narcissism, self-obsession, self-confidence."

Mo Yinhe laughed, planting a firm kiss on her cheek. "Nonsense. My eyes clearly say, ’Mingjing, I love you too.’"

Just then, ticket inspection for entry began.

They swiped their tickets and went in.

After Mo Yinhe took his seat, he casually stretched out his long legs. Then he gave her a suggestive look and pointed to his shoulder, signaling for her to lean closer.

Si Mingjing smiled and leaned in, listening to his deliberately lowered voice, its pleasing bass resonating. "I’ve been too busy lately to go on dates with you. Si Yuan has put some thought into this; she’s telling me I need to carve out more time to spend with you."

Mo Yinhe reflected on his actions, one hand on her shoulder, the other clutching her small hand, caressing its back, unable to let go.

He was thoroughly enjoying this relaxed moment.

Si Mingjing said, "It’s alright; I’m busy too. Today, Dean Chen Yuanbo from Yecheng University came to see me. He invited me to give a lecture at their school in ten days on conquering cancer. Many luminaries from the medical field will be there. This is a great opportunity to let my peers in the medical community know about the immense contributions my two mentors have made to the fight against cancer. I need to prepare well for it."

"The Chen family is quite astute, knowing how to curry favor with Mo Yinhe’s woman."

Mo Yinhe smirked, then added, "Mingjing, you are indeed a doctor worthy of respect."

Si Mingjing modestly said, "This is the research accomplishment of my two mentors, not mine."

"But now you’re conquering diabetes. Little Shurong’s disease is nearly cured by you. Mingjing, how can you be so amazing?"

"That’s Academician Zhou’s merit, not my own achievement. You should credit Academician Zhou for this favor."

"What does that matter? If you hadn’t risked your life to enter the tomb to pick Dragon Algae and cultivate it, Academician Zhou wouldn’t have been able to achieve anything."

Mo Yinhe just felt that his woman was the one who had made the greatest contribution; his woman was the most amazing.

"Risked my life? When did I do that?"

"Everyone told you that entering the tomb meant a slim chance of survival, but you didn’t give up. Instead, you were determined to brave it. Mingjing, even the heavens recognize your merit! They say you’ve done so much good that they can’t repay you and can only grant you a Mo Yinhe as a reward for your benevolent deeds to all beings."

Si Mingjing raised her hand, a crisp slap landing on his propped-up leg. "Can you be any more narcissistic?"

Mo Yinhe reached out and pinched her nose. "Then that means my merits are not small either. The heavens felt that not granting me a Si Mingjing would be unfair to me."

Si Mingjing laughed and snuggled into his arms, completely won over by his glib tongue.

At this point, the entire venue quieted down.

All the lights went out, save for a single beam shining on the curtained stage. The curtains then slowly drew back.

Ye Siyuan made her entrance, the center of everyone’s attention.

She wore a blue mermaid dress—beautiful and elegant. Her singing voice was even more lovely; it was a natural advantage of mermaids.

Attending her concert was truly a pleasure.

For a full 100 minutes, it was an ultimate auditory treat. Ye Siyuan unleashed the mermaid’s unique dolphin-like high notes—a vocal range that surpassed human limits, leaving listeners in awe. It was an astonishingly brilliant performance!

After the show ended, Si Mingjing went backstage to congratulate her.

Ye Siyuan was changing, struggling to take off her tight performance dress with the zipper at the back. Hearing Si Mingjing’s voice, she felt like she had found her savior.

"Mingjing, come in quickly and help me with the zipper."

Si Mingjing had arrived backstage with Mo Yinhe. She asked him to wait in the lounge while she went into the dressing room to help Ye Siyuan.

"Your hair is caught in it. Don’t move; I’ll get it for you."

"Mingjing, how was my performance today?"

"It was great."

Si Mingjing helped free her hair from the zipper and then pulled it down, accidentally catching sight of a faint, swimming dragon on Ye Siyuan’s smooth back.

Si Mingjing was taken aback; she had seen a similar swimming dragon on Mo Yinhe’s back as well. After Mo Yinhe had helped her with the Dragon Clan’s coming-of-age ceremony, a swimming dragon had appeared on his back that couldn’t be washed off. Mo Yinhe didn’t mind; in fact, he liked it very much.

But how could Si Yuan have one?

"Siyuan, what’s with the dragon marking on your back?"

Could it be she had also assisted someone from the Dragon Clan with their coming-of-age ceremony?

"I had a tattoo artist do it for me."

Ye Siyuan explained in a fluster, quickly draping a white shirt over herself to cover her back, as if trying to hide something.

Si Mingjing, with her keen intuition, speculated, "You haven’t been with Si Lisao..."

"Mingjing!"

Ye Siyuan cut her off and explained, "You know I like Si Lisao, so I secretly got a dragon tattooed on my back. Please don’t tell my brother about this."

It seemed Si Yuan had a secret she couldn’t voice. Si Mingjing nodded with a smile. "Got it. I’ll wait for you outside."

But she vaguely guessed what it was. Si Yuan’s attempts to cover it up were only making things more obvious.

When it comes to matters of the heart, it’s like drinking water—only the drinker knows if it’s cold or warm. Since Si Yuan didn’t want others to know, Si Mingjing decided she would pretend to be oblivious. She just hadn’t expected that Si Yuan and Si Lisao had already been intimately close.

She walked out of the dressing room and saw Mo Yinhe lounging in the rest area, leisurely playing with his phone. Suddenly, she felt truly fortunate. She didn’t have to try hard to love a man; this one would carefully treasure her. Feeling touched, she found Mo Yinhe particularly handsome at that moment.

Mo Yinhe noticed her intense gaze and gestured for her to come over with a hook of his finger.

Si Mingjing walked over and was pulled into his embrace, sitting on his lap.

"Mingjing, take a look at this."

Mo Yinhe spread out his palm to show her the image on the phone’s virtual screen: a dark grey scarf.

It’s almost summer, and he’s looking at scarves?

"Mingjing, would you knit a scarf for me?"

For many years, there was nothing Mo Yinhe wanted that he couldn’t obtain, except for a scarf hand-knitted by her. He had longed for it for years and was still longing for it, but to no avail.

Si Mingjing wanted to roll her eyes. "Are you insane? Winter is more than half a year away."

"That’s why you can take your time. I’ll buy you yarn and needles tomorrow. If you don’t know how, ask Si Yuan to teach you; she knows how," Mo Yinhe insisted.

However, Si Mingjing said, "I’m not interested."

"Consider it a gift for me, Mingjing. You’ve never given me a gift before. Soon it’ll be May 20th, an important holiday. On this day, girlfriends are supposed to give gifts to their boyfriends. Since you’re my fiancée, you should follow the local custom."

He cajoled tirelessly, his kisses landing lightly on her forehead. He really wanted this gift, even if summer was just around the corner.

Si Mingjing narrowed her eyes. "Are you sure that on May 20th, girlfriends are supposed to give gifts to boyfriends? I heard it was the boyfriends who give gifts to the girlfriends."

Mo Yinhe told the fib with his eyes wide open. "If you don’t believe me, you can ask Si Yuan."