Under the moonlight

Seeing the tall figure in front of her, Miao Miao quickly jogged a few steps to catch up. The restaurant corridor was too narrow, and as they walked together, she could even smell the sandalwood fragrance on him. She wished that the corridor could be a little longer.

Soon the two arrived at the parking lot behind the restaurant. Li Shuo didn't say a word, but he still thoughtfully opened the passenger door, turned his head slightly, and gestured for her to get in the car.

Miao Miao smiled slightly, walked to his side, looked at him and said "thank you". Li Shuo forced a polite but fake smile, then slammed the car door shut.

After getting into the car, Li Shuo fastened his seatbelt and glanced at Miao Miao.

When Miao Miao saw him suddenly looking at her, pink bubbles involuntarily popped into her mind, and she couldn't hide the smile on her lips. Was he going to help her fasten her seatbelt?

Li Shuo looked at her, smiling with her head down, and said helplessly, "Fasten your seatbelt." Then he started the car.

Hearing his cold tone, Miao Miao froze for two seconds, then blushed and hurriedly turned around to pull her seatbelt and fasten it. Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at Li Shuo, who was looking at the left rearview mirror, preparing to make a U-turn.

Sigh~ Miao Miao couldn't help but curse herself inwardly, how embarrassing!

However, she was quickly captivated by Li Shuo driving. His long, slender fingers had distinct bones, and the veins that occasionally peeked out on the back of his hands added a touch of wildness. A man like that was truly exceptional in real life. If only he could be her boyfriend…

Miao Miao quickly turned her head to look out the window. She didn't want to stare at someone's hand like a lovesick fool and fantasize. What she wanted was him, a living, breathing person, standing beside her.

All the way to the entrance of the residential area, Li Shuo didn't say a word. Although she tried to say a few words, Li Shuo always ended the conversation by killing it. It wasn't until the entrance that he finally spoke the first word, "We're here, get out of the car."

Miao Miao was a little stunned. Didn't he have anything else to say to her?

"Um, when are you free? I..."

"I don't have time, and I don't know when I'll have time," Li Shuo said calmly.

Seeing that she couldn't stay on the bus any longer, she finally mustered the courage to ask the question, only to be interrupted before she could finish. Hearing his answer, Miao Miao felt a little dejected. Logically, even if he didn't like her, he should at least have some feelings for her!

"Also, there's no possibility between us. No matter what my dad has said, or what my mom has said to you in the past or future, those are their thoughts, and they don't represent mine. You're great, but you're not my type," Li Shuo said coldly, looking at the windshield.

Miao Miao, who had initially held a little bit of hope, was stunned when she heard Li Shuo's words. She hadn't expected him to reject her so decisively.

She turned her head and saw Li Shuo looking at her. She looked at Li Shuo pitifully and said, "Don't I have any chance at all? I really like you."

Seeing her on the verge of tears, Li Shuo scoffed and said disdainfully, "Don't give me that crap. I'm not buying it. We're all adults here. Can liking someone put food on the table? You've been reading too many romance novels. Besides, I don't even know you. You've only met me once, and you're already saying you like me? Your liking is too superficial!" Li Shuo said bluntly.

Miao Miao saw that he showed her no mercy whatsoever, and his gaze towards her was cold and distant. It turned out that just now in the restaurant, he had been giving her face by saying some sarcastic and hurtful things with a smirk. But now that no one else was around, his coldness in his words was truly unbearable to listen to.

Miao Miao didn't say anything more. She pulled open the car door and got out. After slamming the door shut, before she could get far away, she heard a car engine roar behind her and a foul smell of gasoline hit her head. He didn't even wait for her to get far before stepping on the gas and leaving immediately.

Miao Miao turned to watch the departing car, the image of him driving flashing through her mind. No one was to blame but him; he was simply the object of her aesthetic sensibilities. She bit her lip in frustration. Even if she had to shamelessly pursue him, it was far better than watching him with other women. A man like that, if she couldn't have him, she wouldn't let anyone else have him!