The Rest Of My Life Is For You

Nian Xiaomu: “…”

That wasn’t her just now.

Tan Bengbeng continued, “Don’t hold it in. Go ahead and devour him if you want to. However, I must remind you to take it easy or else the two of you might become the three of you!”

Nian Xiaomu pouted her lips and whined, “I was only imagining things in my mind. Don’t exaggerate matters to scare me…”

“What I’m doing is out of kind intentions,” rebutted Tan Bengbeng. When there was no response from Nian Xiaomu, Tan Bengbeng hung up the phone.

Grasping her phone in her hand, Nian Xiaomu stared at it until the screen went pitch black.

Images of Yu Yuehan’s irresistibly sexy face and Tan Bengbeng’s words flashed past her mind…

Ah! Ah! Ah!

How could Tan Bengbeng say that the two of them might become the three of them? Now, she could not get any sleep!

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The next day.

Struggling to keep her panda eyes open, Nian Xiaomu yawned as she walked out with her bag slung over her shoulder.

She did look as if she had done something naughty for the whole night.

When the butler, who had been waiting in the living room for Yu Yuehan to come downstairs, saw Nian Xiaomu, he could not help throwing a few glances at her.

Just as he was about to ask her a question, footsteps could be heard coming from the stairway.

That should be Yu Yuehan coming down the stairs…

Nian Xiaomu got a shock!

As her gaze landed on the corner of the staircase, the images of a certain someone pressing her against the railing as he kissed her rushed into her mind.

A surge of heat shot up into her head from her toes.

Very quickly, her cheeks were flushed.

Holding her face with both hands, she surveyed the area around her to find somewhere to hide.

Her head could not think at all, so she dashed out of the villa with her bag!

On the way to the office, Nian Xiaomu could not stop feeling vexed at herself.

It was only a kiss. Plus, more than 10 hours have passed. Why was she so scared out of her wits that she had to flee?

With such small guts, how would she ever manage to lay her hands on Yu Yuehan?

So embarrassing!

If the butler told Yu Yuehan about what had happened earlier, Yu Yuehan would definitely laugh his head off…

The more Nian Xiaomu thought about it, the more she chills she got from it. Finally, she whipped out her cell phone and swiped the screen.

Recalling the conversation with Tan Bengbeng from the night before, Nian Xiaomu tapped on the messaging application and sent her a message.

[Why does the world expect so much from a goddess? Not only must I have both beauty and brains, I must also exercise self-control!]

Tan Bengbeng replied immediately: [Get to the point.]

Nian Xiaomu: “…”

Getting to the point meant: [I failed to lay my hands on Yu Yuehan despite thinking about it all of last night. This morning, I did not even see him, yet I felt so guilty that I fled the house…] After that, Nian Xiaomu inserted three facepalm emoticons.

After a full 30 seconds, Tan Bengbeng finally replied the message: [You’re in love.]

Nian Xiaomu: “…”

Yes, yes yes, she had to admit that the way Yu Yuehan looked when he presented the snowman that was built in his image to her had simply been too dashing!

So dashing that it made her legs go weak!

It was not as if no other men had ever professed their liking for her. It was just that no one had done it the way Yu Yuehan did.

It was such a silent, yet booming surprise!

She had wondered all of yesterday, if she had not stepped out for a walk, what would have happened to his setup?

Then, after thinking it through, she concluded that a scheming person like him would not worry about such a possibility happening.

He would have simply grabbed her collar and dragged her out into the snow…

The kissing scene flashed in her mind again, and Nian Xiaomu grew uneasy at the thought. Burying her face in her hands, she tried to stop herself from thinking any further.

When the car arrived at the office, she hurriedly pushed the door open and ran out.

As soon as Nian Xiaomu stepped into the public relations department, the secretary greeted her respectfully, “Good morning, Manager Nian.”

Nodding lightly at her, Nian Xiaomu entered her own office.

Once settled in the work environment, her pounding heart eventually calmed down.

Reaching out for the documents in front of her, she glanced through them once before pressing the intercom to ask the secretary to enter the room.

“Are there any updates regarding the Fan Corporation?”