Mo Liuxi was staring at her with sharp intent. He had an unbearably unsettling feeling and felt hot to the roots of his hair.
He knew this feeling well. In the past, when she was working, he would wait for her outside the hotel...just like now. This happened back when romance was still sweet, or, depending on the day of the week, a temporary madness.
After all this time, he realized he hadn't moved on at all. He couldn't. It was impossible.
He hated Yan Su. But he loved her more than he hated her. He loved her so much that he couldn't stand anyone bullying or bothering her. Some might say he was obsessed with her. He wanted her undivided attention even if it meant the two of them quarreling and getting angry at each other.
No matter what awaited them in the future, even if it was more pain, he was willing to take her back again.
But things would be different; he would lock her down.
