Chapter 297: What day is it tomorrow?

"I used to skip classes whenever you suggested that we should go out," He whispered in her ear, biting her earlobe in the process.

Her toes curled up at the sensation she felt, her knees trembled as his words registered in her mind. He indeed used to do that. The boy whom they called iceberg actually used to skip classes for her and she smiled at that thought.

She hooked her arms around his neck but before they could go any further, she shivered because the thin fabric of her blouse was drenched, "I.."

"Cold?" He asked and she gave a small nod to which he removed the jacket from their heads and wrapped it around her body before picking her up in a princess carry.

She snuggled closer to his chest as he carried her towards the car, "You're wet," she said looking at the water dripping down from his hair, as she raised her palm above his head to shield him from rain but it did not work because of the wind.

His eyes darkened at her words, he tightened his grip around her without speaking a single word.

…

Ying Yue stood near the window with a coffee mug in her hand with a dreamy look in her eyes. Who could've thought she would end up with Mo Zihan like this? In a relationship?!

It felt like just yesterday when her car collided against his and he had looked at her with enmity and later she had bumped into him causing both of them to stumble and fall on the floor. She was just admiring his beauty when the man called her a pervert.

Now here she was, in his place, waiting for him to come back from work…Ahem! She sounded like a housewife here.

Not that she did not like to live with him here. It has been six days since she was staying at his place and all they did was hugged each other to sleep….if she ignored the part where his hard member would often twitch against her lower abdomen showing the torture he has been feeling.

It was love at first for her… even though she realized it late since she had been dwelling on the term 'crush' for a long time. She wondered when did he fall for her? As much as she remembered, he seemed to be hating her.

"Thinking about me?'' A warm pair of arm wrapped around her waist and before she knew it, her back was leaning against his strong chest.

She sighed at the familiar voice that formed ripples in her heart, "I was thinking when did you fall for me?" She asked not beating around the bush, "Mo Zihan, don't tell me that you've always been into me and were just pretending to hate me to hide your true feelings? I mean I know I'm beautiful, gorgeous, hot, talented, and rich, how could you not be into me?"

His lips twitched. He twirled her around before pinning her to the glass panes, "I'm not going to tell you when fell for you," His face darkened upon the reminder of his drunken act and how he was thrown out of her villa by her bodyguards.

She pursed her lips. What was he being so secretive about anyways?

"Yueyue," She tilted her head to look up at him, "I'm going on a business trip tomorrow morning. Will you come with me?"

She frowned, "How long will it be?"

"One month or maybe more. It depends on the situation," Su Corporation was not in a better condition ever since his mother was admitted in the hospital. Not to mention the unfinished projects. He had to take over as soon as possible to get the situation under control but at the same time, he did not want to leave Ying Yue alone. It has been a few days since they are together but he did not want to stay away from her.

…

Tang Li was sitting on the bed as Mo Yuhan stood beside her, blow-drying her long hair. Her eyes were closed as she relished in the warmth of his pampering. "That's enough," she said, causing the man to pause.

"What is it? Was the temperature too high?" He asked her.

"No, it was good," she stood up from the bed before pushing him towards it, "Take a seat. I should be the one helping you in these things, not the other way around."

His lips curved up, "Why do you say so?"

"It's what a virtuous wife should do, duffer!"

"And a virtuous wife calls her husband 'duffer'? What a twisted logic you've got, Lili!" He teased her.

She pursed her lips before combing his dark hair with her fingers, feeling the softness of it. She wondered if he remembered her birthday. Maybe she would get to know that tomorrow but then again she did not hold much hopes for it. 

Let it be…If he forgot, then she would remind him about it tomorrow. But then, what was she supposed to say? Dear husband, it's my birthday today, why don't you wish me?

She felt goosebumps on her body at thought of it. It was kind of cringy and she could not act like a whiny wife at all.

"My virtuous wife, do you plan to burn my hair?" His voice snapped her out of her thoughts and she immediately retreated her hand realizing that she had set the temperature too high.

"Mo Yuhan, do you remember what day is it tomorrow?" She asked, putting the hair dryer aside.

He pulled her onto his lap, "Yeah, I do."

Her eyes brightened, Even after all these years, he remembered but before she could be happy, he deflated her imaginary balloon by saying, "It's Thursday tomorrow. Do you have some important meeting?" 

She pursed her lips before turning her head around to not look at him. The light in her hazel eyes dimmed.

As the couple talked, they did not notice Mo Yuhan's phone which was kept on the bedside table in silent mode was blinking again and again.