653: The Twisted Mr. Shang (13)

The Twisted Mr. Shang (13)

A knock rang out as Shang Mo's voice drifted over. "Time's up."0

Rong Mo snapped out of her stupor and hurriedly wore her top. With a simple athletic outfit and a black baseball cap, she was immediately transformed into a sunny looking young man.

She checked herself in the mirror once more and only opened the door to the changing room after being sure that she looked normal. Raising her head, she nearly bumped into the man before her.

The two of them were a hair's breadth away from one another, and she could even make out his quivering lashes. He looked somewhat surprised, yet calm and composed at the same time.

At the same time, when his breath misted around her, it felt particularly loving, just like the wavy tides of the oceans.

Rong Mo was stunned for a moment, stumbling back a couple of steps.

No matter how composed she was, this was a young girl who had no experience in love before—this was the first time she was in such close proximity with a man as well.

All of these were even excluding the fact that their lips were so close that their breaths felt as though they were fusing together.

Rong Mo could not help but blush red. Because she was fair skinned to begin with, her blushing was ever more pronounced.

For that very moment, Shang Mo's cold eyes flickered as well. Her overreaction had him confused.

With his gaze fixated on her, he took a couple more steps forward and towered over her. With both of them standing up to one another, Rong Mo felt as though she was about to be swallowed up by this man's shadow. An inexplicable sense of repression had her almost asphyxiating.

Honestly, she was a little flustered, wondering what he was up to.

He must not be thinking about doing something to her… right?

After all, this was a man that swung both ways.

Or, was he suspecting something?

Enduring the uneasiness in her heart, she met with his gaze and smiled back faintly but graciously, as though she couldn't tell of the skepticism in his eyes.

One second…

Two seconds…

Three seconds…

Thereafter, Shang Mo's lips spread. "Let's go!"

Rong Mo extended her hands in a gentlemanly manner. "Mr. Shang, please."

…

Shi Guang was waiting outside. She wanted to chat with Rong Mo for a little while more after Shang Mo left. Unexpectedly, she caught sight of both of them coming out together.

She nearly headed up irrepressibly.

But on second thought, this drama series wasn't going to be shot in a day or two—she could come by again in the future.

Just as she was about to wave goodbye to them, Rong Mo smiled at her faintly and walked over.

Shi Guang's heart skipped furiously.

What was Rong Mo coming over for? Was it concerning her sister?

"Aren't you headed back yet?" Rong Mo stopped around three meters away from her.

"I'm waiting for Qian Xun. You're heading back now?"

Rong Mo nodded her head gently as Shi Guang bit on her lip and asked, "Could we… exchange numbers?"

Afraid that Rong Mo might overthink it, she added quickly, "Erm… it's because I guess we're considered friends now! So, I thought we could hang out in the future."

"I don't have a phone for now. I'll let you know when I have one next time. Goodbye!"

She gave Shi Guang a gentle smile before following Shang Mo off. Before she boarded the car, Shang Mo asked, "You like her?"

Rong Mo was stunned for a moment before reverting back to a nonchalant expression.

"Hmm?" She asked perplexedly, as though she did not know why he was asking that. But in his mind, he heard a definitive answer as he spoke coldly, "Don't forget my warning. You can like anyone but her. She's not someone you can like!"

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