During the past nineteen years, Qiao An often thought that if the world was destroyed in the next second, she would be completely indifferent.

Because every tomorrow is dispensable to her.

For her, life is only suffering and unspeakable, a pool of stagnant water without any expectations.

Until, he appeared, the man named Mo Kai.

After that thrilling night, Qiao An was actually upset for a long time because she didn't talk to him that night, and she didn't even say thank you.

He left with his friends soon after the police arrived.

She could only look at his back and read two words over and over in her heart:

Mo Kai.

Qiao An was not sure whether this Mo Kai was the Mo Kai the bank staff mentioned.

The only thing she was sure of was that from that night on, this name, together with his face, was engraved on her heart with overwhelming force.

It was also from that night that she began to look forward to life, looking forward to meeting him again.

What makes Qiao Anxin happy is that this expectation did not come true. She actually saw him again at MIT's school celebration.

As an outstanding alumni representative, Mo Kai returned to school to give a lecture. It turned out that he was also a student at MIT and was already a young and promising entrepreneur.

The 100-person auditorium was packed with seats, and Qiao An stared at him on the podium through the noisy crowd.

His good and pure English pronunciation is like Shen Run's cello, and he can explain obscure financial topics reports vividly and interestingly in simple and easy-to-understand terms.

In short, flying, handsome and high-spirited are not enough to describe him at that moment.

Qiao An's heart was pounding wildly.

After the lecture, she mustered up the courage to walk towards him. She owed him a thank you and wanted to return it to him no matter what.

But her steps forward were interrupted by classmates who were swarming forward like her.

Mo Kai was so popular that even after the lecture was over, a large number of students came forward and surrounded him.

Qiao An thought for a while and stood aside waiting, but his eyes seemed to be locked, always staying where he was.

"Like Mo Kai?" a voice suddenly asked.

"Yeah." Qiao An, who was in a trance, was induced to reply.

After finishing her words, she suddenly came back to her senses and looked at the person asking the question next to her in panic.

The man had a triumphant smile on his lips.

Qiao An's face turned red, and there was anger in her eyes.

"Hello, my name is Lu Liang. Have we met somewhere?" The man spoke first.

Qiao An was stunned for two seconds, and then she recognized this person. She had indeed seen him before.

He was the one who called Mo Kai away that night.

Mo Kai's friends easily tricked him into revealing his secret. Qiao An was instantly embarrassed and felt in a dilemma.

Lu Liang seemed to have noticed her thoughts and said with a smile, "Don't feel embarrassed if you like Mo Kai. Look, at least half of the people in front of me have the same thoughts as you."

Qiao An was even more embarrassed. Her original intention was to go up to him and say thank you.

"It's not what you think." Qiao An explained that she was aware of her powerlessness and wanted to leave.

"I have a way to let you see him every day, do you believe it or not?" Lu Liang pretended to be mysterious.

Qiao An couldn't move her legs all of a sudden.

The appearance of Mo Kai turned her stagnant life into bubbles of pink bubbles.

Being able to see him every day is too tempting.

Qiao An paused and asked seriously: "Really?"

Lu Liang smiled, "Then tell me first, are you serious about Mo Kai?"


Chapter completed!