A fashion queen

Hearing this, Cui Xueying froze in place, a look of extreme embarrassment crossing her face. She forced herself to calm down, straightened her back, and managed a smile, though it didn't reach her eyes. "Hahaha... Hey, big brother, look at what you're saying. I'm not going anywhere! I just wanted to come out and see the moonlight." With that, she feigned a casual air as she looked up at the sky, but all she saw was a pitch-black sky. Not even a single star could be seen, let alone the moon.

The guard remained expressionless, his deep eyes revealing suspicion and distrust, as if he could see through every lie. Cui Xueying felt her heart sink, and she groaned inwardly, wondering how she could be so unlucky to be caught by the guard at this critical moment.

Just as she was racking her brains, straining her brains to find a solution to this thorny problem, the previously silent guard spoke again, "Miss Cui, in my humble opinion, you can wait here for a while. Master Mo should be back soon. Furthermore, before he left, he specifically instructed us to ensure your safety."

Hearing this, Cui Xueying's heart trembled violently, yet a warm feeling, like springtime, washed over her. However, she quickly concealed her inner turmoil, feigning composure and waving her hands repeatedly, saying, "No need, no need. I've seen enough here. I'd better go back to the secret room and wait for him." Without hesitation, she turned around and hurriedly walked back in the direction she had come, as if eager to escape the secret guards behind her.

"Ms. Cui, please stay! Master Mo knows that you may feel bored and uninterested while waiting for him to come back, so he specifically told you to walk around here." Seeing this, the secret guard hurriedly called her to stop, and immediately took out his mobile phone and handed it to her, motioning her to check it to prove that what he said was true.

Cui Xueying reached out her hand dubiously, taking the phone from the secret guard. She cast a questioning yet curious gaze at the screen. When she saw the content clearly, her tense expression instantly relaxed, for it was indeed a message from Mo Yunting.

At that moment, an indescribable joy surged through her heart like a tide, causing the corners of her mouth to curl upwards involuntarily. She raised her eyes, looked at the secret guard before her, and a gentle smile spread across her face. She said softly, "Since this is Master Mo's order, I'll just wander around here." Inwardly, she sighed, "Alas, it seems I won't be able to leave today." After thinking about it, she slowly handed the document she was holding to the secret guard.

Afterward, Cui Xueying strolled leisurely through the courtyard alone, savoring this rare tranquility and beauty. As she walked, she absorbed the surrounding scenery, as if trying to imprint every detail deeply into her mind. Before she knew it, she arrived at an exquisite garden, where a dazzling display of vibrant flowers unfolded before her like a vibrant painting.

Cui Xueying couldn't help but lean over, carefully approaching one of the gorgeous flowers. She gently closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to capture the refreshing fragrance. However, just as she was immersed in the fragrance, she suddenly heard a very subtle sound behind her. She opened her eyes suddenly and turned her head quickly. Where she looked, she saw Mo Yunting standing quietly not far away, his deep eyes as deep as the sea gazing at her intently.

Cui Xueying wore an unnatural, slightly stiff smile. She waved awkwardly and whispered, "Hi..." Though outwardly calm, her heart was already roiling with guilt and anxiety. Her gaze now fixed on the godlike Mo Yunting not far away, and for a moment she was at a loss for words.

Mo Yunting's eyes, as deep as a pool of water, gleamed with a cold yet sharp light, like a sharp sword piercing the depths of Cui Xueying's soul. He just stared at her quietly, without saying a word, his expression difficult to read, giving people a sense of inscrutable depth.

Faced with this suffocating atmosphere, Cui Xueying felt her throat dry. She cleared it involuntarily and stammered, "Ahem... When... When did you come back?" However, she was met with silence. Mo Yunting, with his long legs, approached her step by step. His tall, straight figure was like a towering mountain, emanating a powerful aura and an invisible pressure.