“Wow...” Soft sobs came from the crowd.
Mo Beichen, however, seemed oblivious. He pinched her chin with one hand and clasped her waist with the other, deepening the kiss. He was so immersed in it that it seemed as if there were only the two of them in the world.
Xia Weilan's eyes widened in shock rather than joy. After all, they were in public. Nervously, she tried to push him away, but found that he held her even tighter. He bit her lips as if in punishment, causing her a twinge of pain, and she gave up struggling.
Only then did Mo Beichen let her go. He reached out to wipe the saliva from her lips, then turned to the crowd and shouted in a foreign language:
“This woman is mine.”
His overbearing words commanded everyone's attention. Then someone whistled, followed by continuous applause.
Mo Beichen smiled contentedly. He led Xia Weilan through the crowd, bypassing the two foreigners with expressive faces.
Mo Beichen took Xia Weilan to a less crowded place and then let her go, warning her to stay close to him.
At this time, several foreigners who knew Mo Beichen came up and teased them.
Xia Weilan was shy and blushed immediately. Embarrassedly, she sipped her wine little by little, forgetting that wine had a strong after - effect. Soon, she felt dizzy.
Mo Beichen frowned when he saw Xia Weilan drink two glasses in a row.
“We're leaving.” Mo Beichen put his arm around Xia Weilan's waist to steady her swaying body.
“Sure, you'd better go and rest.” The foreigners understood what Mo Beichen was going to do and immediately let him go.
On the way, Mo Beichen and Xia Weilan sat in the back seat and headed straight for the hotel.
In the car, Xia Weilan leaned on Mo Beichen's chest and kept talking nonsense. Mo Beichen leaned his ear close to her mouth to listen, but suddenly felt a warmth on his cheek. Xia Weilan had unexpectedly kissed him.
Mo Beichen looked up and saw Xia Weilan's flushed face. She was grinning at him.
On an impulse, Mo Beichen suddenly asked:
“Do you know who I am?”
“Of course I do,” Xia Weilan blinked and patted his cheek. “You're my husband.”
A flash of excitement crossed Mo Beichen's eyes. He felt a little elated because this little girl still recognized him as her husband even when she was drunk.
Back at the hotel, Mo Beichen was pushed onto the sofa by Xia Weilan. He let her grope around on him randomly.
Mo Beichen enjoyed it at first, but soon he felt extremely uncomfortable. Xia Weilan was still doing the same things, playing with the buttons on his shirt.
A look of impatience flashed across Mo Beichen's eyes. He picked Xia Weilan up by the waist and carried her into the bathroom.
Soon, they were both naked. Under the water, Mo Beichen pressed her against the wall and stared at her with burning eyes:
“Xia Weilan, say it again. Who am I?”
“You're... my husband.” Xia Weilan's eyes were already hazy as she replied subconsciously.
Mo Beichen caught his breath and pressed against her, ready to go.
Unexpectedly, the next second, Xia Weilan suddenly hugged his waist and stopped moving.
“Xia Weilan...” Mo Beichen's expression froze. He looked down and almost got angry. Xia Weilan had fallen asleep!
Mo Beichen's heart skipped a few beats. Then he carried Xia Weilan out, put her on the bed, and changed her clothes.
Throughout the whole process, Xia Weilan was as still as a dead pig.
Mo Beichen endured the heat in his heart, dried her hair, and settled her down. Then he strode into the bathroom and took a cold shower for a long time before coming out.
The next day, when Xia Weilan woke up, she remembered nothing. She kept asking Mo Beichen if she had done anything out of line, which made Mo Beichen a little annoyed.
On that day, Mo Beichen took Xia Weilan to the nearby scenic spots and visited the magnificent foreign temples.
“Fellow countrymen, could you do me a favor?” A well - dressed young man blocked Mo Beichen and Xia Weilan's way at the temple gate.
“What's the matter?” Xia Weilan looked at him in surprise. The young man had fair skin and seemed to be a mixed - race.
“It's like this,” the young man said anxiously. “My name is Locke. I came here for a vacation, but just now my bag was stolen. I lost my phone, bank card, and passport. I'd like to borrow some money from you so that I can get back to my hotel. My friend works there.”
Xia Weilan frowned instinctively. She felt that she might have met a swindler again, so she asked:
“Your friend? Who is your friend? Why are you traveling alone?”
Locke didn't expect Xia Weilan to ask these questions. He had to answer, “My friend is also Chinese. He works abroad. I came here to see him and travel by the way. Everything I said... is true.”
Locke stammered at the end. It was not clear whether it was because of nervousness or something else, but he looked very suspicious.
Mo Beichen suddenly asked, “How much do you need?”
“One hundred dollars. I just need to get back to the hotel,” Locke replied quickly.
Xia Weilan was about to say something else when Mo Beichen suddenly whispered in her ear, “Look at his whole body. He's wearing all famous brands. People of this status won't stoop to cheating for a few hundred dollars in broad daylight.”
Xia Weilan was moved. Looking at Locke's elegant dressing and delicate appearance, she also thought that such a particular person was unlikely to be a swindler. So her tone softened:
“Okay, we'll lend it to you.”
“Thank you so much,” Locke said with a sigh of relief.
Then Xia Weilan gave the young man several cash notes. Locke thanked them again and left his contact information:
“Add me on WeChat. I'll transfer the money back to you as soon as I get back.”
Xia Weilan didn't really care about this small amount of money. Seeing his sincere look, she couldn't refuse. So she really added the WeChat account he left. When Locke left, he still said:
“I'll add you as soon as I get back and pay you back quickly. You've really helped me a lot.”
Xia Weilan really believed that he had run into trouble. She felt happy that she had done a good deed.
Then Mo Beichen and Xia Weilan went into the temple to visit. Along the way, Xia Weilan kept wondering if he had arrived at the hotel, if he had run into any trouble, and why he hadn't added her on WeChat yet.
Xia Weilan knew that it would be very troublesome for someone who had lost everything to get them back, so she couldn't help but worry.
“What? Who are you thinking about?” Mo Beichen's deep voice came from beside her. His eyes were fixed on her.
“I was just thinking...” Xia Weilan paused and then suddenly smiled. “I was thinking, how can you be so good at judging people?”
“It's because I've met so many people that I can tell what kind of person they are at a glance.”
“So amazing!” Xia Weilan exclaimed. “When you first saw me, what kind of person did you think I was?”
Mo Beichen said indifferently, “A scheming person!”
Xia Weilan looked at him awkwardly. He was really spot - on in judging people.
“However,” Mo Beichen said as he pulled her along, “it took me until now to realize your greed. You're after my whole self.”
Xia Weilan pretended to be angry. “Now that you've seen through me, what are you going to do?”
“Play along with your scheme.”
Xia Weilan was speechless. She wondered who was scheming against whom. It seemed more like she had been trapped by him.