His mood suddenly improved because he realized he wasn’t the only one feeling anxious about the relationship; she felt the same way. This was a feeling they both wanted to cherish.
The corners of his mouth couldn’t help but curve up again and again, almost reaching his ears.
At this moment, Gu Yixuan felt extremely pleased with himself.
He couldn’t resist lowering his head and softly asking, "Why don’t you want to be like them? Is it because you can’t bear to leave Gu Yixuan?"
"Mmm..." Mo Ran mumbled something in response, shifting a bit, then became still again. Follow current novels on noⅴelfire.net
Gu Yixuan, not giving up, continued to coax, "Ranran, can’t you bear to leave Gu Yixuan?"
"..." Mo Ran remained motionless.
Gu Yixuan felt a bit deflated. Why wouldn’t she continue speaking?
Whatever, the important thing was he knew her feelings now, and that was enough. This woman was shy, probably even in her dreams.
The more he thought about it, the happier he became. He withdrew his hand, covered her properly with the blanket, and walked into the study to handle work matters, in high spirits.
His secretary called about many things, and he answered each patiently, even his voice was cheerful.
After ending the call, the secretary on the other end stared at the handset in disbelief, finding it hard to believe that this was the same reserved, tight-lipped CEO they were used to...
At dinner, Mo Ran noticed that Gu Yixuan seemed excessively cheerful.
He kept smiling as if he had stumbled upon some great joy.
"What are you smiling about?" She couldn’t help but ask after putting down her chopsticks.
"Did I smile?" Gu Yixuan reached up to touch his face and indeed, he was smiling, totally unaware of it.
He smiled again and said, "Nothing much, just in a pretty good mood."
"Why are you in a good mood?" she asked.
"Why can’t I be in a good mood?" he asked back.
Mo Ran also felt like laughing now. This man was so strange, "I’m done eating, you eat more."
She got up and walked over to the sofa, turning on the television to watch. Lately, she had become addicted to a variety show that was really funny, featuring handsome men and beautiful women in every episode—much to her visual delight.
Gu Yixuan put down his chopsticks and walked over as well, "What’s this?"
He sat down next to her, leaning back on the sofa with his long arm stretched out behind her, as though enveloping her in his embrace.
"This show, it’s really good. They also sing, all classic old songs, and it feels nostalgic listening to them."
Gu Yixuan took a glance, and on the TV, numerous stars were divided into groups, competing against each other. Each win added a point to their score.