si-mexico Chapter 27 Testing
Chapter 27 Testing
"Oh, Sweetie has grown so much."
Luo Jiuyu was surprised. It's true what they say, girls change a lot as they grow up. The little dark-skinned girl in her memory has now become a fair-skinned girl.
He almost didn't recognize him.
"Ha, still calling me Sweetie. I'm nineteen years old already." She took three steps in two and jumped in front of him.
Mousse is sweet-looking, has a sweet voice, and wears an adorable Lolita outfit, making her look soft and sweet.
"Aren't you studying abroad?" Luo Jiuyu asked.
Mousse said coquettishly, "I graduated this year, and you don't even care about me. Brother Lorne and Sister Qingqing even gave me graduation gifts."
"Sorry," Luo Jiuyu smiled, "I'll give you a New Year's gift tomorrow."
"Really?" Mu Sitian blinked.
It seems like she genuinely wants to receive a gift.
He was just saying it casually. Most people would just listen and move on, but Mousse took it seriously.
Take it seriously if you want; it's just a gift, so I'll give it to you.
"I'll have a courier deliver it to your house tomorrow." He planned to have Amo help him pick one out.
"I'm temporarily staying at my newly opened studio," said Mousse. "It's on the tenth floor of the Xinzhi Building, at the Donut Clothing Studio."
"You've opened a studio?"
She established her own studio at such a young age. Truly remarkable.
Looking back, he also left the Luo family at the age of eighteen and started a business with Amo.
To avoid attracting attention, he registered a company in the United States, and the international headquarters of the Universal Group was established in California.
The Huanyu Building in Tiancheng is where the domestic headquarters are located. The Huanyu Building is not far from the Xinzhi Building, where Hua Meimei's company is also located.
It is said that children from poor families mature early.
In fact, many children of wealthy families mature early. They are cultivated from a young age to have broad thinking and a high level of vision, and many of them start their own businesses or inherit family businesses at a young age.
"I'm a fashion designer, you know." Mu Sitian was very satisfied with her job, her face beaming with a proud smile.
Luo Jiuyu took a closer look at her pale yellow cake dress. "You designed your own dress?"
Mousse twirled around in place, her skirt billowing, she looked like a happy elf.
"Yes, isn't it beautiful?"
Luo Jiuyu smiled faintly, "Mm."
I cannot agree.
He doesn't understand the aesthetic sense of young girls these days. He thinks her older sister, Mu Siran, is dressed beautifully and charmingly.
That kind of grand beauty is nowhere to be found in Mousse Sweet.
The two sisters don't look alike, and their temperaments are completely different.
The older sister is stunningly beautiful and poised, while the younger sister is petite and delicate.
They are half-siblings, each resembling their mother. Their only common feature is their high, delicate noses, like their father's.
"Mousse Sweetie, what are you doing here?"
Mu Siran appeared at the balcony door.
She finally broke away from the crowd of onlookers and came to find Luo Jiuyu, as they hadn't finished discussing their previous topic.
Unexpectedly, Mousse Sweets was here.
Mousse's sweet smile gradually disappeared. "Sister, are you here to see me, or to see Brother Jiuyu?"
"Dad just said he couldn't find you." Mu Siran didn't answer her question directly, but instead made up an excuse to send her younger sister away.
Mousse said goodbye to him, reminding him not to forget tomorrow's gift.
He smiled and nodded, promising to take her to the studio tomorrow.
Mu Siran walked over with elegant steps, the cold winter night wind ruffling her waist-length hair. Her fair and delicate face appeared even more stunning in the cool moonlight.
Most captivating were those eyes, brimming with affection and sparkling with light.
"Don't you have any performances at the banquet?" Luo Jiuyu suppressed the flutter in his heart and calmly looked at her face.
"We'll go on stage to sing later." Mu Siran stood beside him, gazing at the stars in the night sky.
The New Year's Eve gala will have performances starting at 9 PM tonight.
Many singers and actors were present. They were both guests and performers.
Mu Siran is indispensable in this.
In previous years, she would usually just sing a song to get by.
Mu Siran came out wearing only a dress and forgot to put on a coat. She hugged herself tightly because she was cold. "Wow, the view from here is so beautiful."
Without hesitation, Luo Jiuyu took off his suit jacket and draped it over her shoulders.
"Thank you." Mu Siran smiled at him.
He smiled gently, "You're welcome."
“You’re married now. It wouldn’t be good if your wife saw this.” Mu Siran tilted her head slightly to look at him, trying to discern some unusual emotion on his face.
However, things did not go as she wished; he remained calm and composed.
He showed no reaction when his wife was mentioned.
"Now that you're married, even if there's no love, and you sleep in the same bed every day, can you really be completely indifferent to each other?" Mu Siran asked seemingly casually.
Sleeping in the same bed with Hua Meimei?
What a joke. He never intended to do that.
“We live separately in the same house,” he said calmly.
"Oh?" Mu Siran covered her mouth and laughed, as excited as if she had discovered a huge secret.
He asked, puzzled, "Is it funny?"
Is your wife very ugly?
"She...is not ugly."
"Is your body ugly?"
"...It's not ugly either."
He could actually admit that Hua Meimei's looks and figure were top-notch.
But he wasn't someone who cared about appearances, and he wouldn't compromise on the marriage just because she was pretty.
Mu Siran said, "I'm curious about what kind of person she is. I'll try to meet her another day."
"There's nothing to see here. We don't see eye to eye," Luo Jiuyu said, frowning.
He couldn't imagine what it would look like if Hua Meimei, that woman who liked to jump around like a monkey, stood next to Mu Siran.
"Don't mention her. Let's talk about you. Big star, are you dating anyone? Lorne is chasing after you all the time. Aren't you going to accept him?"
Mu Siran's eyes darted away slightly. "I don't have time for romance. I wish I could stretch an hour into two. Don't you know that others might not? Your brother and I are best friends; we grew up together..."
She paused, then suddenly turned her head and leaned closer to his face. "Like me, Qingqing, and—you, we've known each other since we were little, wouldn't you say we're childhood sweethearts?"
She suddenly moved so close to him, catching him completely off guard, and his breath caught in his throat. Their eyes met, and they were captivated by the soft light in each other's eyes.
Her eyes were captivating, like hooks that could hold a man's heart captive.
He already had special feelings for her, but he couldn't resist being looked at so affectionately by her.
Red lips are almost within reach.
It was as if she was tempting him to kiss her.
His head slowly lowered, a surge of tension rising in his chest. Years of longing welled up within him, surging like waves.
And she didn't shy away from his approach.
Does this mean she's willing to accept him?
He never confessed his feelings, and in fact, he didn't know what she thought of him.
In the moonlight, they stood in the slight chill of the wind. They probed each other tentatively, the atmosphere ambiguous and unclear.
Just as he was about to kiss Mu Siran's lips, the damn phone rang.
The abrupt music pulled his confused mind back to reality.
Mu Siran also realized that she had lost her composure, so she quickly stood up straight and smoothed her long hair.
"Excuse me, I need to take this call." He frowned as he looked at the caller ID, walked a few steps away, and pressed the answer button.
"Luo Jiuyu, I don't have an invitation, so they won't let me in. Could you come out and meet me?"
At this moment, Hua Meimei was standing at the entrance of the banquet hall.
The group of security guards stared at her blankly.
It's rare to see such a beautiful woman in real life.
"Wait," Luo Jiuyu replied briefly.
Hua Meimei put away her phone. Although she could hear the subtle dissatisfaction in Luo Jiuyu's words, her mood remained completely unaffected.