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Chapter 134: A Heart Settled

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

During that incident, MO Shu’s hand was just inches away from Xia Xin, close enough to touch her with a single step. And yet, it was Jing MO who made that crucial step ahead of him.

MO Shu lifted his hand and stared at his empty palm, emotions tangled in a complex web. For some reason, he felt that this one step symbolized an insurmountable distance between him and Xia Xin. He couldn’t help but laugh at his own thoughts, ‘What was this inexplicable heaviness in my chest? I’d never felt this way before, and the unsettling feeling refused to dissipate.’

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As Jing MO carried Xia Xin away, MO Shu found himself compelled to ask Zhang

Chao, “What’s the relationship between Xia Xin and Jing MO?”

Zhang Chao answered nonchalantly, “Who knows? They’re probably just good friends, considering both are artists under Sun Hut s management.”

But MO Shu wasn’t convinced. Whenever Jing MO looked at MO Shu, there was an undertone of hostility, a strange animosity that reminded him of a romantic rival. For years, Jing MO had avoided scandal in the entertainment industry. The only female celebrity close to him was Gao Xin, but everyone in the company knew about their platonic friendship. This was the first time MO Shu had seen Jing MO care so much about someone else.

In MO Shut s opinion, there was panic, relief, and an intense desire in Jing Mo t s eyes. As if Jing MO desired deeply for Xia Xin. Their relationship isn’t as simple as it seemed.

After all this contemplation, MO Shu sighed deeply. He couldn’t fathom why he was suddenly so concerned about the situation. He reminded himself that Xia Xin was merely a partner in a staged relationship. Their lives were, after all, a theatrical production. Yet, some subconscious part of him couldn’t shake the idea that having Xia Xin as a girlfriend wouldn’t be so bad.

That thought alarmed MO Shu, sending him rushing to the bathroom to splash cold water on his face. To avoid further idle thoughts, he decided to forgo sleep and headed to the hotel gym to run on the treadmill. He kept at it until late into the night, returning to his room only when exhaustion finally claimed him.

The next day, Xia Xin arrived early at the coffee shop, picking a table shielded by plants. It gave her a convenient cover from all angles. She planned to use her Enchanted Puppet on the reporter, forcing him to delete all his photos. But her plan went awry when the reporter showed up late—after Jing MO had already arrived.

Jing MO sat on the sofa, legs crossed, arms folded, a model of erect posture. He didn’t place an order, simply waiting.

About ten minutes later, the reporter arrived, donning a black windbreaker, sporty trousers, and sneakers. He even wore a baseball cap, presumably to blend in better while tailing people. Taking his seat, he apologized, “Sorry for being late, I got caught in traffic.”

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Jing MO didn’t respond.

After ordering two iced Americanos, the reporter removed his cap. He said, “I never expected Xia Xin’s allure to be so potent that two A-list artists would fall head over heels for her. She’s dating MO Shu while secretly involved with you.

So, who is her real love? Or is this all an act?”

“Watch your language,” Jing MO warned, his eyes icy.

Sipping his coffee, the reporter pressed, “You really seem to care for Xia Xin, going so far as to shield her. What attracts you to her? Her looks or her figure?

Those aren’t exactly rare qualities in your industry.”

Jing MO continued to regard him with icy detachment.

Feeling somewhat deflated, the reporter gave up probing for inside information. He said, “Look, in my line of work, we have rules. Cash on delivery, no keeping of evidence. You can trust me.” Saying this, he placed a memory card on the table and stretched out his hand for payment.

Jing MO’s hand moved as if preparing to make the transaction..

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