CHAPTER 120: CHAPTER 117: THE WONDERFUL MISSED APPOINTMENT

One word: beautiful! She was enveloped by an aura of beauty that was both coldly stunning and mature, momentarily catching Mo Rutian off guard.

"...Mo Rutian, it’s you!" Hua Xiaomo also gave an awkward laugh. Then she looked towards the private room; it was empty, with no one else there. She couldn’t help but glance at the room number again—nine. It’s the right one!

"What... are you looking for?" Mo Rutian asked, watching her look around searchingly.

"No... I’m not looking for anything," Hua Xiaomo said, somewhat embarrassed. Then, as if remembering something, she feigned casualness and asked, "Um... Mo Rutian, are you dining alone here?"

Well, no matter what, this should be Brother Long’s reservation, and he’s the one who invited me!

"No, Shang Xuan and I have a reservation here. Since you’ve come, why don’t we eat together?" Mo Rutian said with a smile, his radiant face exuding Youya, enough to make anyone’s heart skip a beat.

Unfortunately, the person before him was in no mood to appreciate it.

"Oh... I see..." Hua Xiaomo laughed awkwardly again. A shadow crossed her face as she thought, I thought it was just going to be him and me... He invited someone else?

Anyway, it doesn’t matter. I was just being too eager...

"Xiao Mo, what’s wrong? Heh, I haven’t seen you for a few days, and you seem to have changed a lot," Mo Rutian said, trying to make conversation as he stepped aside to let her into the private room.

"Is that so?" Hua Xiaomo’s gaze flickered. Why isn’t he here yet? This is strange, she wondered.

"Xiao Mo, you must be hungry. Why don’t we eat first?" Mo Rutian smiled at her, about to call the waiter for their order.

"No, no, it’s fine," Hua Xiaomo quickly declined. Then, feeling awkward again, she said with a laugh, "Shouldn’t we wait for Brother Long to arrive first?"

A gentle smile touched Mo Rutian’s radiant, handsome face. He’d noticed the way she referred to the other man and couldn’t help but smile himself. "Alright."

No one spoke again. The strange atmosphere made them restless, and Hua Xiaomo couldn’t help but stand up and pace a little. She took out her phone, wanting to call him, but hesitated...

"Don’t be anxious. How about I give Shang Xuan a call?" Mo Rutian said gently, noticing her restlessness.

Hua Xiaomo gave a noncommittal "Mm-hmm" and said nothing more.

Soon, Mo Rutian dialed Long Shangxuan’s number. After listening for a moment, he said decisively, "Alright, I trust you to handle the contract signing there. That settles it. We can celebrate another day."

After hanging up, Mo Rutian looked at the girl opposite him. "Xiao Mo, something suddenly came up at the company, and Shang Xuan has to oversee a contract signing. He might not be able to make it for a while. Please don’t blame him..."

"...Is that so." Hua Xiaomo managed a smile, unsure what expression to wear. Yes, something suddenly came up for him; he didn’t mean to stand me up. Besides, who doesn’t have emergencies...

Hua Xiaomo kept trying to convince herself, quickly adjusting her state of mind.

"You must be starving. Why don’t we eat first?" Mo Rutian said, his smile as gentle as Qing Feng.

"No, thank you. I’m not hungry," Hua Xiaomo replied, also smiling. She quickly stood up and picked up her handbag. "I’m sorry, Mo Rutian, I just remembered I have something else to do. I have to go now."

Without waiting for his response, she turned and swiftly exited the private room.

Mo Rutian stood up, wanting to go after her, but he felt as if his feet were too heavy to move. He could only watch as she hurried out of his sight.

A misty, starlike gleam shone in his brown eyes; that sentimental nature of his always so easily influenced his mood.

Suddenly, his gaze fell upon the spot where she had been sitting. And there, on the chair, was a red cell phone!