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Chapter 91 Meng Ziyi's Free Gift (Bonus Chapter)

Chen Mo looked at the line of text on the screen.

Are you home now?

He paused for a moment, then the corners of his mouth slowly turned up.

Is Meng Ziyi really going to offer himself to him?

"exist."

Meng Ziyi replied instantly: "Then I'll come find you." He added a "running" emoji.

Chen Mo put down his phone and glanced at himself.

I just took a shower, I'm wearing my pajamas, and my hair isn't completely dry yet.

He stood up, changed into a clean T-shirt, and then picked up a towel to dry his hair.

The living room lights were on, and outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was the night view of Beijing.

He stood by the window, looking at the China World Trade Center building in the distance, and then skillfully drew the curtains.

Half an hour later, the doorbell rang.

Chen Mo walked over and opened the door.

Meng Ziyi stood outside the door.

She wore a black, form-fitting dress that reached just to mid-thigh, with a low neckline that revealed her delicate collarbones.

She wore a thin black coat over her shoulders, which was left open, revealing the outline of her skirt.

Wearing a pair of stiletto heels, her already slender calves appeared even longer.

The makeup was done very carefully.

The eyeshadow was a light pink, the lip color was a moist mauve, and the eyelashes were curled like two small fans.

She stood in the corridor light, looking at him.

There was something very complex in her eyes.

There was nervousness, anticipation, an undeniable affection, and a touch of uncertain trepidation.

Chen Mo stepped aside: "Come in."

Mencius walked in.

The high heels clicked crisply on the wooden floor.

She walked into the living room, her gaze sweeping over the sofa, coffee table, and floor-to-ceiling windows before finally settling on Chen Mo.

She stood there, clutching the hem of her coat, as if she didn't know what to do next.

Chen Mo walked over and sat down on the sofa.

"Why are you standing? Sit down."

Mencius nodded.

She took off her trench coat and draped it over the armrest of the sofa.

Then I sat down next to him.

They are very close.

Chen Mo was so close that he could smell her faint perfume.

There was a few seconds of silence between the two of them.

Then Meng Ziyi spoke up: "Chen Mo."

Chen Mo looked at her.

She took a deep breath, as if summoning great courage: "Congratulations. You won the Magnolia Award, and—you're so famous now."

Her voice was soft, but sincere.

"I've been scrolling through Weibo all day, and your posts are trending everywhere. I've watched the one about riding a horse more than a dozen times."

As she spoke, her face flushed slightly.

"He's so handsome."

Chen Mo smiled and said, "Thank you."

Meng Ziyi continued, "And that—your CP with Li Qin."

She paused, a hint of bitterness in her voice, but mostly a sarcastic one: "Now I've become a 'fuming, impotent ex-wife' too."

Hearing her sarcastic remark, Chen Mo chuckled: "I saw that one."

Meng Ziyi glared at him, annoyed: "You're still laughing!"

But she couldn't help but laugh herself.

After laughing, she lowered her head and looked at her hands.

The living room was quiet for a few seconds.

Then she looked up at Chen Mo.

"Chen Mo".

Her voice became serious.

"I have something I want to tell you."

Chen Mo looked at her.

Her eyes were bright, but there was a hint of water in them.

"I like you."

She said those four words softly, but very clearly.

Chen Mo did not speak.

Meng Ziyi's face began to flush slightly as he continued, "I've liked you since 'The Eagle Shooting the Condor Heroes.' When you walked towards me in the martial arts contest for a husband, my blush wasn't acting."

She looked up at him.

"Seeing so many people shipping you and Li Lin as a couple today, and so many people saying you're a good match, makes me feel a little sad."

As she said this, her eyes reddened.

"I know I'm being silly. You're so outstanding, you won the Magnolia Award, you're about to become even more famous, so many people like you."

She sniffed.

"But I just like you. I liked you from the first moment I saw you."

Chen Mo looked at her.

Tears welled up in her eyes, but she held them back.

Then she suddenly laughed.

The smile was gentle, with a touch of shyness and a hint of mischief.

"By the way, my mom likes you too."

Chen Mo was taken aback. What did that mean? You two are thinking about the Cape of Ocean Community?

"Your mom?"

Meng Ziyi nodded, her voice still slightly nasal: "After watching 'The Legend of the Condor Heroes,' she became your fan. She posts your photos in the family group every day, saying you're handsome and a good actor."

She paused.

She also said, "I wish I could find a boyfriend like you."

Chen Mo was a little confused: "So—"

Meng Ziyi's face turned even redder: "So she also ships our CP—"

Chen Mo was stunned for a second.

Then I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Meng Ziyi was so embarrassed that she reached out and punched him lightly: "Don't laugh!"

Chen Mo laughed and dodged away.

Meng Ziyi looked at him and smiled, and couldn't help but smile herself.

She was laughing when she suddenly stopped.

She looked at him, and the smile in her eyes gradually turned into something else.

Then she leaned closer.

He kissed me.

Her lips were soft, and trembled slightly.

Chen Mo raised his hand and put his arm around her waist.

Meng Ziyi's body trembled slightly, then she leaned into his arms.

The kiss deepened.

Her hand climbed onto his shoulder, her fingers tightening as if afraid he would run away.

It was a long time before the two parted ways.

Meng Ziyi was panting, his face already flushed.

She looked at him, her eyes bright, with a hint of triumphant smile: "You didn't reject me."

Chen Mo looked at her.

He raised his hand and tucked a stray strand of her hair behind her ear.

"Um.

""

Meng Ziyi's eyes shone even brighter.

She hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "Then—then tonight—"

She didn't finish her sentence, but her meaning was already clear.

Chen Mo looked at her.

Her face was flushed, but her eyes were resolute.

He reached out, picked her up, and placed her on his lap.

Meng Ziyi exclaimed in surprise, then wrapped her arms around his neck.

She looked down at him, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her chest.

"Have you thought it through?"

Meng Ziyi nodded without hesitation.

"I've made up my mind."

Her voice was soft, but firm.

"I've been thinking about this since last year."

Upon hearing her words, Chen Mo no longer hesitated and walked towards the door.

Seeing that the direction was wrong, Meng Ziyi was about to speak up to remind him when Chen Mo, unexpectedly, picked her up, bent down, and casually lifted her high heels.

"You look good in it."

After saying that, Chen Mo walked towards the bedroom.

Upon hearing this, Meng Ziyi quickly buried her face in his shoulder, her ears turning bright red.

The bedroom door closed gently.

I don't know how much time passed.

Meng Ziyi nestled in Chen Mo's arms, her dress already deformed, but she suddenly smiled.

Chen Mo looked down at her curiously: "What are you laughing at?"

Meng Ziyi looked up, her eyes bright: "I was thinking, if my mom knew I was in your bed right now, she'd probably scream and run around three times."

Chen Mo smiled and asked, "So, are you planning to tell her?"

Meng Ziyi thought for a moment and said, "No, I'd better not—I'm afraid she'll get too excited and her blood pressure won't be able to handle it."

The two of them burst out laughing at the same time.

After laughing, Meng Ziyi leaned back against his chest.

"Chen Mo".

"Um.

""

"I didn't intend for this to happen today."

She paused.

"It's just that seeing those trending topics, seeing you and Li Lin as a couple, made me feel really sad. So I wanted to come find you, to see you."

Her voice was soft.

"Then when I saw you, I wanted to—tell you what was on my mind."

"After saying it, then—"

She didn't continue.

Chen Mo chimed in, "You just couldn't control yourself?"

Meng Ziyi punched him lightly: "Don't say it!"

But her tone was full of coquettishness.

Chen Mo smiled and hugged her a little tighter.

The room was silent for a few seconds.

Then Meng Ziyi whispered, "Chen Mo."

"Um."

"In the future, many, many people will like you—prettier than me, more famous than me, more capable than me, they will all like you."

"But I will always love you."

Her voice was soft, but firm.

"Always."

Chen Mo lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead.

"Go to sleep."

Meng Ziyi closed her eyes, a smile still lingering on her lips.

The lights on the buildings of the China World Trade Center in the distance gradually went out.

Only a few windows remained lit.

Like countless people in this city who haven't fallen asleep yet.

Just like the girl nestled in his arms right now.

She finally no longer has to be the "impotent, furious ex-wife".

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