Chapter 285
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One Second to Remember
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In the wee hours of the morning, the car stopped at the entrance of Yuxiu Garden. After the car honked, the security guard waved for them to register.
Huo Beichen rolled down the window. The security guard was shocked. "Mr. Huo? Please come in. "
Huo Beichen parked his car in front of the building but did not go upstairs. Instead, he got out of the car and leaned against the car, quietly staring at the 30th floor.
From this distance, he could see that the lights in the bedroom had been turned off.
But his restless heart sank all of a sudden.
It seemed that as long as he could get closer to her and make sure that she was really back, that this was not a dream, it would be enough.
She didn't want to go back and live there. She felt that their relationship hadn't developed to that stage yet, so he wouldn't force her.
Ning Meng was still awake.
Before she fell asleep, she received a voice message from the other party. It made her feel that Huo Beichen's mood was a little strange and heavy.
She had always known that Huo Beichen's feelings for her were very deep, so deep that she could hardly bear it.
She didn't understand why, but she could feel that this vigorous and decisive business tycoon, who was described as a "fiend" in the book, wasn't like this in front of her.
He put himself very low and tolerated her provocative behavior over and over again.
Ning Meng rolled over and fell asleep unknowingly.
For the next few days, Ning Meng was busy with the filming crew. Huo Beichen's company seemed to be busy as well. He did not mention anything about asking her to move back, which made her feel relieved.
Ning Meng felt that she was not being pretentious.
She had been transmigrating to this world for more than two months, and it had only been a month since she had become familiar with him. Even now, she still felt that this man was very mysterious.
Liking him was one thing, but liking him to the point of living together was another.
She warms up very slowly. She needs more time.
Or perhaps … at the end of the month, when his ex-girlfriend came back, he would see what the situation was like.
The end of the month was not here yet, but a week was almost over.
CM Club's qualifiers would be held this weekend, and the venue would be the Capital Stadium.
The day before the competition.
God was in the club, holding his phone anxiously.
As he was pacing back and forth in the room, he suddenly saw the eye cream that Ning Meng had bought for him. His eyes lit up, and he tried to find a topic to talk to Ning Meng: [Sis, can you give me some more of that 'Stay Up Late Eye Cream' from Nature Hall?]
"??" Did you use up an eye cream so quickly?]
God: [That eye cream is very useful. The dark circles under my eyes have lightened a lot, so my teammates are rushing to use it. Sigh, boys nowadays are even more exquisite than girls!]
Ning Meng: [Sure.]
God looked at his WeChat. He typed for a full two minutes, repeatedly checking and editing before sending a message: [Sis, the competition is tomorrow. I'm very nervous. Will you come to see it?]
This was CM's competition, and the puppy dog was talking to her in such a tone. Of course, Ning Meng had to go.
She replied: [Good luck tomorrow. I've asked the club for tickets. I'll definitely be there tomorrow.]
God: [Okay.]
After chatting with God, Ning Meng looked at the two tickets in her hands and sent a message to Huo Beichen: [Brother Beichen ~ Are you nearsighted?]
Loyal Dog Lord Chen: [No, the degree of both eyes is 1.5.]
"??"
Every time he answered her question seriously, he looked so cute.
She held back her laughter. [Then why don't you see that I'm thinking about you?]
Loyal Dog Lord Chen: […]
Ning Meng took a picture of the ticket and sent a message: [Hey, sweetie, are you free tomorrow to watch the competition together?]
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