The Rest Of My Life Is For You

The light shone in from outside the window and fell on his face. His face was blurred as he was walking in the light. The distant feeling was getting stronger as he walked closer…

"I can hear the dissatisfaction from your message. Looks like the dangerous one is not Mo Yongheng but you!"

Nian Xiaomu's words replayed in her mind.

Zheng Yan held her hand on her chest and felt her heart beating faster. It was the first time this had happened in front of someone of the opposite gender. She couldn't tell if she was nervous or embarrassed. She just saw Mo Yongheng walk towards her, she blushed and wanted to …run.

Or rather flee.

However, before she could take a step, Mo Yongheng walked in front of her and looked at her.

"Are you feeling unwell? Your face is really red."

"…"

Who said that someone is unwell when their face is red? She is just shy!

How was she going to explain to him, when he may not even know what the feeling of liking someone is like?

She couldn't possibly say, "Mo Yongheng, I think I am harboring evil thoughts," or " Mo Yongheng, since both of us are unmarried, do you mind if we take it a step further?"

Mo Yongheng may throw her into the mental hospital.

Forget it!

She must be having hallucinations because of what Xiao Mumu said. Fan Yu was so gentle and she didn't like him, how could she like Mo Yongheng.

If they were really to get together, they may not even speak more than three sentences a day to each other.

She was afraid that she would die from a lack of interaction!

"Zheng Yan, what are you thinking about?" Upon seeing that she did not reply, Mo Yongheng thought that she was really unwell and he touched her forehead.

Her forehead was a bit hot, so was her face.

It was a distinct contrast from his cold hands.

Mo Yongheng frowned and was about to find medicine for her. However, Zheng Yan grabbed him.

"I am fine. If you don't want to rest, let's go to the Mo Corporation to find Xiao Mumu!"

"…"

Mo Yongheng did not speak. He looked at her grab onto his hand and nodded.

He let Zheng Yan lead him out of the door and when he sat in the car, he turned to see her changing her shoes. Then, he came back to his senses and said, "Let me drive."

"There is no need to. It is very convenient for me to change a pair of shoes. Just buckle up and wait for me."

As Zheng Yan was speaking, she turned and asked him suddenly, "Mo Yongheng, do you think that it is very burdensome for a girl to wear high heels even if she knows that she has to drive? If she wears sport shoes, then she wouldn't have to change."

Mo Yongheng was taken aback and stared at her for a few seconds. Then, he answered.

"As long as you like it and you look good in high heels."

It was a perfect answer.

He paused and added. "And, I can help you drive."

"You only can help me today. You can't help me every day, next time I still have to do it myself." Zheng Yan mumbled as she finished changing her shoes.

As she hummed and started her engine, she did not notice that Mo Yongheng had fallen silent after she said that.

He stared at her quietly.

He wanted to say something but he held back.