Chapter 65: Lover (Part 28)

After all, romance was secondary; completing missions to earn enough exchange points to go home was the real priority.

Su Kui walked away decisively, leaving Song Cheng staring blankly at his empty palm for a long while.

Seeing that Su Kui had already walked to the roadside, raised her hand to hail a taxi, and was about to vanish from his sight, panic took over, and the words slipped out of his mouth, "Wanwan, I like you. Will you give me another chance?"

As soon as he said it, Song Cheng froze.

Did he like her?

With mixed emotions of joy and apprehension, Song Cheng fixed his gaze on the slender, graceful figure of the woman who still had not turned back after his confession.

What would her attitude be? What would her reaction be? Would she sneer at his declaration of love, or give him a taste of his own medicine by ruthlessly trampling his heart into the dust as revenge?

Just a few dozens of seconds felt as long as a lifetime—

Even when sitting in the global financial center negotiating with several business moguls, he had always been able to keep his mind clear and maintain a composed demeanor, engaging in a business tug-of-war without the smoke of gunfire yet far more brutal than a real war.

But now, he was nervous.

He was terrified that Su Kui would truly board the taxi and drive away, disappearing from his world forever. How was he supposed to deal with the relentless, bone-deep yearning that gnawed at him day and night?

Fortunately—

She did not. He saw her lean down to say something to the taxi driver, who drove off with a dark face and muttered complaints as he stepped heavily on the gas.

Turning back, Su Kui crooked her index finger at him. "Come here."

Surrounded by buildings forged of countless steel and concrete pillars, with the cold, pale hospital at his back and the warm sunlight overhead, a crack was split open in a heart previously covered in layers of gloom, and his soul finally found release.

As if under a spell, he followed her step by step.

His tall, lean, model-like figure was wrapped in a pure black, handmade suit. His chiseled facial features were impeccably handsome, carrying an aura of natural nobility, like a deity descending into the mortal world.

A small hand wrapped around his neck, pulling him down. "Just this once. Never again—"

"I swear!"

If there is a next time, I will cut my stomach open to beg for your forgiveness!

On a bustling street filled with coming and going crowds, how many couples would dare such a display?

Pity for the onlookers, Su Kui and Song Cheng were certainly one pair.

Without further torment, they naturally reconciled. Song Cheng first opened the car door for Su Kui, helped her settle in, and fastened her seatbelt before walking around to the driver's seat and driving his Bentley toward his residence at East Mountain Villa.

One hand gripped the steering wheel, while the other behaved mischievously, grabbing Su Kui's small hand to knead and rub it.

After a few futile struggles, Su Kui simply let him be.

Her memories finally overlapped with their previous life's dynamic, and that clingy man was back once again—