After being reborn as a rich and beautiful woman, she let herself go.

Chapter 107 What makes you think I'm being indecent?

Lorne is back from his business trip to Europe.

Mousse met him as scheduled.

The two sat in a high-end restaurant, speechless.

Before arriving, Mousse Sweet had prepared a lot of opening remarks in her mind, hoping they would come in handy.

As a result, after seeing Lorne, he couldn't remember anything at all.

She was too nervous.

I often ate with him when I was a child, but there were always elders present.

This was the first time the two of them had eaten alone.

"Sweetie, you seem to have lost weight. Have you been unhappy lately?"

Lorne noticed that the sweet-looking little girl in front of him had become thinner, with her slightly chubby face and pointed chin.

She doesn't laugh as much as before. Her almond-shaped eyes are still bright and lively, but they've lost some of their sparkle.

"I'm fine." She was utterly astonished.

Look at the dark circles under his eyes—the result of recent sleepless nights. His handsome eyes are bloodshot; where is the bright, sparkling light they once held?

He's the one who's clearly unhappy.

He was the one who was enduring torment and pain.

He was always so kind, and he even cared about others in return.

"Why are you so reserved eating with me?" He noticed that she was hesitant to pick up her chopsticks, so he took the initiative to put some food on her plate.

"Don't be shy. I'm ten years older than you. I've watched you grow up since you were a baby. I've even seen you wearing diapers." He smiled gently.

Diapers... I feel inexplicably embarrassed by this.

She blushed and corrected him, "Nine years older."

"Huh?" He was taken aback.

The little girl is quite serious.

“I remember you like foie gras.” He moved the foie gras in front of her.

Before she was ten, she loved to eat. Now she doesn't like it anymore.

But she didn't say anything, picked up her chopsticks, took a bite.

The taste remains the same, but my state of mind is different; it no longer feels particularly delicious.

"Is it good?" he asked.

She hummed in agreement and gently looked up at him.

He said, "Sweetie, what has your sister been busy with lately?"

Sure enough, he couldn't forget Mu Siran so quickly!

Her hand holding the chopsticks trembled slightly; she lost her appetite and put them down.

“If you want to know, contact her. I don’t know.” She thought for a moment and added, “Actually, my sister and I aren’t very close. There are many things my sister never shares with me.”

Lorne remained silent, lost in thought.

When she was with him, Mu Siran rarely mentioned Mu Sitian.

"Brother Lorne, are you still thinking about your sister? She treated you like that." She asked tentatively.

Lorne snapped back to reality, and the image of Mu Siran's voice and smile flashed through his mind, causing him to feel a pang of sadness.

"Sweetie, you're still young. You don't understand adult relationships." He didn't want to say more.

“I’m an adult, not a child, I understand!” she argued.

Having endured years of silent, unrequited love, how could she not understand the bitterness and sorrow within?

She had been in love with Lorne since her teenage years. Lorne, however, was always focused on Mu Siran and hadn't noticed that she had blossomed into a beautiful young woman.

At that time, he was mature beyond his years, calm and sensible. Except for Luo Jiuyu, whom he disliked, he was very kind, considerate and gentle to all his younger brothers and sisters.

"She's just a young girl, she's never been in a relationship, how could she understand?" He smiled faintly.

"But I have someone I like." She blurted out, and there was no going back.

She nervously lowered her eyes to look at the table.

"Oh, which boy do you like? Do you know him? I can help you choose."

Lorne looked at her with a smile and said it casually.

She had so much to say, but couldn't find the words, and her little face turned bright red.

"Brother Lorne, why do you like Mu Siran so much? Is it because she's pretty?"

They were silent for a moment. Then she suddenly asked.

Lorne was clearly surprised that she would ask such a question.

“That’s just one of the reasons,” Lorne said.

"Then what other reason is there?"

"She is outstanding..."

Then, Lorne began by talking about Mu Siran, whom he had known since childhood. In his eyes, Mu Siran was a very hardworking person, not just a pretty face.

Even though she was born into the Mu family, with a silver spoon in her mouth and no need to strive at all, she still worked very hard to do what she loved, even the smallest things.

"Maybe it's just that I like her seriousness; it always makes me want to protect her," Lorne said with a wry smile.

"But now she's abandoned you to get Luo Jiuyu, don't you hate her?"

“...At first, I hated her.” He did not deny that he had struggled with the conflict in his heart. “I hated her ruthlessness...but I also understood her. She always wanted the best, whether it was things or people.”

Mu Sitian stared at him and noticed that he had become quite calm when he talked about Mu Siran.

This means he has forgiven Mu Siran.

Or perhaps, he made peace with himself. He didn't want to suffer anymore.

"Brother Lorne, you're so wonderful and outstanding, you deserve better love." She raised her glass of wine and sincerely wished him well.

Lorne raised his glass to thank her for her blessing and to thank her again for taking him in when he was drunk last time.

Halfway through the meal, Lorne was called away by an urgent phone call from his assistant.

Mousse was left alone, and she had no appetite left, but she didn't know where to go for a moment.

She had a lot of work to do at the studio, but her mind was in turmoil and she had no motivation to work.

I don't want to go home either.

Her parents at home didn't love her enough.

Home was a constraint for her.

If it weren't for missing Lorne, she wouldn't want to return to Tiancheng at all.

You should stay and work abroad right after graduation.

She could support herself by earning her own money, no longer listen to her mother's criticism, and no longer see that her father only had eyes for her sister. From then on, she was free and unrestrained.

She no longer hoped to win Lorne's affection; from now on, she only wished for his happiness.

She's not good enough for him at all...

Before she knew it, she had finished the entire bottle of wine.

Silent tears kept flowing down.

Passersby would look at her in surprise, but no one went up to comfort her.

"This girl looks like she's just broken up with her boyfriend."

She heard someone say that about her.

So what if I'm heartbroken? Can't I even cry? She couldn't be bothered with anyone else.

"Drinking alone is so boring, I'll keep you company."

A man's slightly teasing voice came from above.

She looked up in confusion. Which man was trying to harass her?

She was stunned when she saw that it was Mo Jia, the president of Huanyu Group.

How unlucky! I actually ran into someone I know.

They could be considered...acquaintances. After all, they all knew Luo Jiuyu, and Mo Jia had even delivered gifts to her on Luo Jiuyu's behalf.

It's that dress that looks like lingerie.

Thinking about this, she still felt a little angry with Mo Jia.

It's all his fault for picking the wrong gift, making her so embarrassed.

"Get away from me." She frowned at him.

But he had already sat down in the chair that Lorne had sat in, and even asked the waiter to bring new glasses and new wine.

“Who needs you to accompany me!” she said.

She took a tissue and wiped away her tears.

"Little girl, you're so cute, don't be so quick-tempered."

Amo chuckled as he unbuttoned his suit jacket. He had just finished eating with someone, and as soon as he sat down, his stomach felt a little uncomfortable from the tight fit of his clothes.

"You know I'm young, so don't try anything with me," she said bluntly.

Amo was stunned. "What would I possibly want with you?"

"A man as unscrupulous as you, who knows what kind of crooked ideas you're plotting?"

She had a terrible impression of him. She thought a man who could pick out that kind of gift for a girl was inherently frivolous.

Even if it wasn't intentional, you shouldn't have picked such revealing clothes!

Amo grumbled, "Musi Tian, ​​I was trying to comfort you, a little girl sitting here crying your eyes out, and you started criticizing me instead? We need to have a serious talk. What makes you think I'm being indecent?"

Mousse's pride was shattered in an instant.

"Who's crying so pitifully?" Stubbornness wouldn't allow her to admit that she was crying pitifully.

Her beautiful eyes, brimming with tears, glared defiantly at him.

Amo looked at her, suddenly unable to refute her.

"You didn't cry terribly, you just cried a little too much," he corrected himself.

"You're so annoying!" Even though she had already wiped away her tears, he insisted on bringing up the fact that she had cried.

Doesn't she want to lose face?