A fashion queen

"No." Mo Yunting shook his head gently, his eyes falling on her surprised face.

"Then where is this...?" she thought to herself. If this is not where he lives, could it be his girlfriend's residence? As soon as this thought flashed through her mind, a strange emotion surged in her heart.

These days, while she was recovering in the hospital, she learned from the nurses who were fascinated by him that he was not only a charming and successful bachelor, but also a renowned and outstanding director. Every film he directed was highly praised, and he recently won the Academy Award for Best Director for one of his works. He was undoubtedly a shining star in the film industry.

Even more remarkable, however, is his distinguished family background. As the eldest son of the Mo family, he has not relied on family influence, but instead carved a niche for himself in the film industry through his own talent and hard work. Such remarkable talent has captivated women all over the world.

So, how could such a nearly perfect man lack a close lover? But at this moment, a sudden thought came to her mind: What if he really has a girlfriend... For some reason, when she thought of this, her mood instantly became heavy, as if a thousand-pound burden was pressing on her chest, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

She tilted her head slightly, catching a glimpse of the change in his expression from the corner of her eye. An indescribable feeling welled up within her—a deep sense of dependence. After all, for someone new to this unfamiliar world, completely navigating it, this man before her became the only one she could rely on and trust. As it turned out, he truly lived up to her expectations, demonstrating an extraordinary sense of commitment and responsibility, always protecting her and never abandoning her.

During her hospitalization, he would come to the ward to visit her whenever he had time. Although they were often silent when they were together, the whole atmosphere was extremely harmonious. Whenever she saw him enter the ward, her restless mood would instantly calm down, replaced by full of joy.

Sometimes, she couldn't help but secretly observe the subtle expressions on his face: when he was in a bad mood, his brows were always tightly furrowed and his lips were slightly pursed; but when he was calm or happy, there was hardly any obvious fluctuation in his expression. Overall, he left the impression of being a reserved, calm and resolute man.

Just imagine, if you are lucky enough to become the girlfriend of such an outstanding man, you will surely feel very happy!

"This is your temporary residence. I asked my sister to find it for me. I thought you would like it." He stared at her with a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

Faced with this "trouble," he chose to remain calm and actively take care of her life. He meticulously arranged a home for her and helped her adapt to her surroundings. As her body slowly recovered, it would be the perfect time to explore her memories.

In reality, she didn't seem like someone with amnesia. Normally, experiencing such a devastating event would be a crushing blow. The situation was especially dire when she had no idea who she was and no identification. Yet, she didn't wallow in self-pity, instead displaying a surprising optimism.

During the few days they spent together, she often stared at him with eyes that seemed to speak, paying attention to everything about him. He knew very well that every time he showed up, she would be as happy as if she had won the lottery.

However, whenever he was about to leave the ward, her once cheerful expression would instantly darken. She was a person whose every emotion, joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness were all shown on her face. How could God have the heart to take away her memory when she was so genuine? It was truly hateful.