Gu Wenjuan was also dazzled by her smile, which burst stunningly into her heart, unable to resist the sudden flutter.
Not only beautiful but also exuding an ineffable sanctity and majesty.
Yet such a smile was powerful, as if it could strike directly at the heart.
Gu Wenjuan couldn’t help but stare, her gaze lingering far longer than intended.
Everyone around knew Mo Shu’s temperament and dared not look too long. Seeing Gu Wenjuan’s dazed expression, they thought her terribly rude.
A sharp voice tinged with envy cut through the crowd, "Princess Mo detests being stared at. Seems like someone doesn’t want their eyes anymore, huh?"
At these words, Gu Wenjuan’s nerves tensed; she paled and stepped back, "I..."
But before she could speak, her legs gave way, nearly falling backward.
The onlookers watched her stumble with schadenfreude, none rushing to her aid.
However, what none of them expected happened.
Mo Shu stepped forward, swiftly grabbing Gu Wenjuan’s wrist.
Gu Wenjuan felt a tight grip on her wrist; then suddenly, she felt lighter and found herself in the arms of a warm embrace.
Gu Wenjuan’s eyes widened in disbelief at the face before her.
Mo Shu looked at her with a smirk that wasn’t quite a smile, possessing an indescribable magic. It quietly seeped into her heart, opening up every nerve, sending shivers throughout her body.
Gu Wenjuan’s face flushed with heat, and she quickly stood upright, flustered, "Princess Mo, I..."
The surrounding people gasped, unable to believe the scene unfolding before them.
Had Princess Mo just made a move?
How was that possible!
Princess Mo should be the last person to wish for her composure to falter, right?
And Princess Mo should be the one who hated being touched the most.
That’s why she always had four bodyguards with her.
Now, how could it be... how could it be...
Ji Nan’s eyes were nearly popping out of his head, speechless, taking a long time to recover.
Gu Wenjuan was at a loss but inexplicably, all the fear she had felt towards Mo Shu was now replaced by an indescribable emotion.
Mo Shu’s half-smiling gaze met hers, "Let’s go have dinner together."
This single sentence further shocked all the onlookers!
This had to be fake, right?
Princess Mo, how could she possibly...
How could she possibly!
Gu Wenjuan didn’t know how to react. She watched as Mo Shu turned around, and her bodyguards followed in precise formation, encircling Mo Shu like stoic protectors around a true celestial princess.
"Miss Gu, please," she was invited.
Gu Wenjuan then followed Ji Nan, walking as if in a dream.
Ji Nan looked at her dazed expression, feeling both envious and moved.
Gu Wenjuan was the first girl Mo Shu invited to dine with her, aside from He Yong’er and a few others.
In recent times, the affection Gu Wenjuan had received was too much, too enviable.
Those left behind watched their receding figures in disbelief, their eyes wide-open, their hearts even more shocked.
Suddenly someone said, "Princess Mo must have found a new way to torment her!"