The idea had persisted until now, turning into a decision. Ling Momo took out her phone and pondered over her WeChat conversation with Enson for a long time before she finally began to type. Her heartbeat accelerated, and her fingers trembled along with it.
She said, "Enson, let’s meet."
She really wanted to see what the man she had fallen for looked like, and she wanted even more to have meals and coffee with him face to face, to wake up and see him...
So, she wanted to meet him.
Ling Momo looked at the characters she had typed, bit her lower lip, took a deep breath, and then slowly pressed send.
As the message on WeChat was sent, Ling Momo’s heart pounded violently.
How would he respond?
If, if he did agree, then in real life, at last, at last they would be connected.
Momo, thinking alone, felt her heart warm up like spring was blooming within.
She sat quietly in the corner, holding a glass of champagne, and thought quietly—what would Enson look like? After meeting her, what should her first words be?
Hello, I’m Ling Momo? Enson, I’m so glad to meet you. Sorry, I’m late.
Yet, these words seemed so cliché when spoken.
Ling Momo pursed her lips, feeling unable to come up with a better opener, and then her thoughts jumped to whether Enson would be disappointed by her looks if he really agreed to meet?
Should she wear makeup? But what if he didn’t like girls who wore makeup?
Right... what should she wear?
Ling Momo carefully thought through the clothes in her home, feeling dissatisfied with the garments she had once been so pleased with when purchasing.
Momo bit her lip, thinking, should she go shopping tomorrow to pick out a nice outfit?
Hmm... and choose a pair of high heels...
Ling Momo chewed on her finger, perhaps also pick out a bottle of perfume... should she visit a beauty salon for a treatment?
The more she thought, the more her heart felt like it was exploding, increasing her restlessness.
She shook her head in frustration, forcefully casting aside all the whimsical scenarios in her head, pouted her plump lips, sipped her champagne, and thought brightly, despite all the worries deep in her heart, she had to meet him.
To meet the man she had fallen in love with, to break away from this illusory mode of interaction and genuinely get to know each other in reality. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs novel⸺fire.net
It might be a beginning or it might be an end, but regardless of the outcome, she wanted to meet him!
It just couldn’t be that... the man who had taken her first time and had been intimate with her for so long, she didn’t even know what he looked like!
It just couldn’t be that... the man who had inadvertently broken into her heart and made her fall in love unexpectedly, she didn’t even know what he looked like!
As Ling Momo reflected, her heart gradually settled down.
Therefore, no matter what, she had to try!
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Chen Wanru had been mingling in the entertainment circle for ten years, naturally amassing a vast network, thus the banquet tonight was extremely well-attended.
The scene was brilliantly illuminated, fragrant and glamorous, clearly a high society soiree.