Huayu: Starting with living with a girl from Taiwan

Chapter 123 I've seen people give themselves away, but I've never seen anyone give themselves away to this extent.

"Cut! That was great! The emotion was very natural! Let's take a break and shoot the next take," the female director shouted with satisfaction.

Lin Mo looked at Zeng Peici, who was touching up her makeup, and took a sip of water.

How can you help a girl reduce her overthinking?

It's actually very simple—keep her busy.

She fills her days with work.

He sacrificed himself at night to fill her body.

People will have fewer worries if they live a fulfilling life.

Throughout the entire day, Zeng Peici was completely immersed in the sweet atmosphere of filming the "Girl" music video, and the smile on her lips never disappeared.

Back at her lodgings that evening, she was so exhausted that she didn't even have the energy to ask about the rumors. After being "carefully looked after" by Lin Mo, she curled up in his arms and slept soundly, her breathing long and even.

Saturday.

Just as dawn was breaking, Tseng Pei-Tzu was picked up by Lin Yu-Hui and taken to Kaohsiung to begin a two-day EP promotion trip.

Chiayi was one of the stops, where her alma mater is located. It was a triumphant return trip, and although it was tiring, it had a different meaning.

Lin Mo, meanwhile, began his day of "freeloading" off Guo Biting.

The music video for "Special Person" was filmed on a retro-style old street near Taipei.

The cobblestone path, the café exterior covered in vines, and sunlight filtering through the sycamore leaves, casting dappled patterns of light.

Guo Biting arrived early and was getting her hair and makeup done in the dressing room.

Today she was wearing a beige high-waisted ladylike long dress, the hem of which reached her calves, and a pair of low-cut flat shoes. Her long hair cascaded down like a waterfall, with only a simple pearl hair clip tucked behind her ear.

She has a very "girl next door" vibe.

She looked up under the streetlight, the light shimmering in her beautiful eyes with a hint of anticipation.

Lin Mo looked at her and nodded: "Okay."

There's nothing I can do; today they let me get the MV actress for free, and they even insisted on paying for our meal.

She's so sensible.

It's just watching TV.

Guo Biting's eyes lit up instantly. She told Lin Mo the address and then took a car back.

Fifteen minutes after she arrived home, Lin Mo, wearing a hat and mask, knocked on the door and entered.

Guo Biting had already finished showering and was no longer dressed in the innocent style she had during the day.

Her hair was down, and she wore a sexy red nightgown with a neckline that was just right, revealing a patch of fair skin and delicate collarbone.

The hem of her robe was short, exposing her two straight and slender legs to the air.

Under the light, she looked like a freshly peeled peach, fragrant and soft, exuding an alluring aroma.

"Come in quickly."

Guo Biting, her face still flushed from her bath, pulled Lin Mo into the house, then quickly closed and locked the door.

The moment the door closed, it shut out all light and sound from the outside world, leaving only the warm yellow light and the sudden increase in temperature between the two people inside.

Guo Biting seemed unable to contain herself any longer. As soon as the door lock was closed, she turned around and threw herself into Lin Mo's arms, wrapped her arms around his neck, and stood on tiptoe to kiss him.

Her movements were hurried, and her breathing was slightly rapid. Clearly, the lingering kiss during the MV shoot earlier that day had already ignited a small flame in her heart.

Lin Mo reached out and gently placed a finger on her soft, warm lips, stopping her movement.

Guo Biting paused, a hint of doubt and grievance flashing in her eyes, and looked up at him.

Lin Mo shook his head slightly, his voice low: "I ate too much garlic abalone just now, and my mouth still smells."

Guo Biting blinked and immediately said, "I don't mind."

"What I mean is," Lin Mo put his other arm around her waist to stop her from moving, while glancing down at her, "that you're very angry right now."

Guo Biting followed his suggestive gaze and instantly understood what he meant.

She gave him a flirtatious glare, then squatted down.

She even thoughtfully untied her bathrobe...

Meanwhile, in another upscale residential area in Taipei.

In the living room of Zhang Shaohan's mansion, a huge LCD TV is playing the semi-finals of "Super Star Avenue".

She changed into comfortable loungewear, nestled cross-legged on the soft sofa, and hugged a cushion.

Sitting next to her was her best friend, Christine Fan.

When the program reached the collaboration segment between David Tao and Lin Mo, when David Tao personally said, "I participated in the arrangement of this song, but the lyrics were written by Lin Mo,"

Christine Fan couldn't help but click her tongue twice, her face showing undisguised surprise and envy: "Lin Mo is truly talented! In just one afternoon, he wrote a song that even David approved of and was willing to sing with him! This creative speed is terrifying!"

Zhang Shaohan gave a soft hum, her chin slightly raised, a hint of pride and smugness only she knew: "Of course. You don't know, before he wrote 'Dear, That's Not Love' while recording 'Guess,' he actually wrote a song in the dressing room—yes, in the dressing room."

Her expression was still somewhat unnatural as she spoke.

That song, "A Diao," was written by Lin Mo while he was biting her pen.

How could he have succeeded so easily in the wilderness that day?

No, it seems like it gravitated up there on its own.

Christine Fan didn't notice Zhang Shaohan's expression at that moment; her mind was entirely focused on what Zhang Shaohan had just said.

Did you also write a song?

Fan Weiqi's eyes lit up, and she leaned closer to Zhang Shaohan, her tone becoming enthusiastic, "Really? What song is it? Is it good? Why don't you ask him for that song? It means that song is meant for you! Listen to it and see what you think!"

She got more and more excited as she spoke: "If you don't really like it, or if the style isn't right for you, you can sing it for me! Or we can sing a duet! The songs he writes are definitely high quality!"

Zhang Shaohan frowned slightly. "Oh, Fanfan, it's all your fault for talking nonsense last time. Now the news is all about my scandal with Lin Mo. We don't have anything going on."

"What does it matter?" Christine Fan waved her hand dismissively. "You don't have a boyfriend right now anyway, so why don't you just get together? He's so talented, why not have him write a few more songs for you?"

Hearing Fan Weiqi's words, Zhang Shaohan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. "Forget it, I don't want to talk about this with you anymore. I have to film a music video with him tomorrow."

"Filming a music video tomorrow?" Christine Fan's eyes lit up again, as if she saw an opportunity. "Oh dear, it's a pity I have a gig tomorrow, otherwise I really wanted to go with you!"

"Angela, remember, find a chance to bring up the song request to him tomorrow, and try to get the song about the dressing room!"

"Don't let the good stuff go to outsiders!"

"We'll see," Zhang Shaohan interrupted Fan Weiqi's incessant chatter in a nonchalant tone, turning her gaze to the television screen. "Watch the show, Lin Mo is going to sing a solo."

"A Special Person?" Christine Fan also turned to the TV, savoring the song title. "This title—it's very interesting. Who is it written for?"

Zhang Shaohan didn't answer, but hugged the pillow in her arms tighter, her gaze focused on the young man holding the microphone stand on the screen.

As Lin Mo's uniquely trembling voice rang out, coupled with lyrics filled with complex emotions, Zhang Shaohan inexplicably recalled Lin Mo's unfathomable eyes in the dressing room that day.

And... the ultimate Leo Ku!

Until the song ended, the screen showed a close-up of Lin Mo staring at the camera.

Those eyes seemed to be staring straight at her.

Zhang Shaohan suddenly felt her heart pounding, and something seemed to overflow like rainwater.

Christine Fan was still clicking her tongue in approval, commenting, "This song is really well-written and sung, Angela, do you think his 'special person' title is hinting at something? Could it be...?"

"9

"Fanfan," Zhang Shaohan suddenly interrupted her, "I'm a little tired and want to rest early. You...would you like to go back first?"

Christine Fan was taken aback, seemingly not expecting Zhang Shaohan to suddenly tell her to leave.

She glanced at Zhang Shaohan's somewhat indifferent profile, but quickly put on a smile again.

"Alright then, get some rest. Good luck filming the music video tomorrow! Remember what I said."

She picked up her bag, got up, and left.