She Lost Memory Before the Divorce-Chapter 213 - 0

Chapter 213: Chapter 0213

Chapter 213: Chapter 0213

The first to react was Mu Lan, who quickly turned her head away, wanting to pretend nothing had happened, but her ears betrayed her as they reddened involuntarily.

Huo Tingxiao found himself completely unable to describe how elated he was; he had never expected to receive a kiss.

Ever since Mu Lan had regained her memory, she had been on high alert, presenting an impenetrable front.

If it hadn’t been an accident, he feared he wouldn’t know how long it would take to kiss her soft lips again.

Um…

Although it was just a brief touch, like a dragonfly skimming the water, Huo Tingxiao felt it tugged at his heart more than any previous encounter.

He felt like a teenager experiencing young love, his blood boiling with just a casual touch from Mu Lan.

Mu Lan tried to calm herself; it was just a kiss after all, yet her heart couldn’t help beating so fast.

Stay calm, you have to stay calm!

Not far away, two women were still scuffling, and Katrina clearly couldn’t handle her opponent. Her dress was torn, revealing her underwear, and she was kicked harshly into the swimming pool—today’s protagonist had become a complete joke.

With a look of someone watching an exciting show, Sara turned and walked step by step toward Mu Lan.

“Hello Tracy, I’m Sara.”

“Good day to you, Ms. Sara, it’s an honor to meet you.”

“I really admire you. In October, our V magazine is doing a special on the East; I wonder if you’re interested.”

Sara was very direct, dispensing with idle talk and presenting the invitation.

Mu Lan was taken aback.

“Me? But… I don’t even have my own brand yet, and I didn’t win first place in the design competition.”

Sara looked at Mu Lan and smiled.

“Hey, baby, you’ve got to have more confidence in yourself. You have great potential. Surely you’re not questioning my judgment?”

Mu Lan shook her head, flustered.

“Of course not, you’re an icon in the fashion industry; how could I ever doubt your eye for talent? I’m just afraid that I’m not good enough yet and might let you down.”

Vincent chimed in teasingly:

“You should be worried that she will let you down, Tracy.”

Sara raised an eyebrow.

“You’re as annoying as ever.”

Vincent shrugged noncommittally.

“Mm-hmm, takes one to know one.”

Sara, not bothering with Vincent, looked at Mu Lan with a smile.

“Don’t listen to this old monster. I’m a very nice person. Sweetheart, you’ll be in Paris these next few days, right? I’m planning to give you an exclusive interview.

Let’s see, you’ve injured your foot; I’ll tailor the creative concept for the shoot to accommodate your condition.”

Mu Lan was somewhat troubled, as she hadn’t planned to stay long in Paris.

But before she could speak, Huo Tingxiao had already accepted on her behalf.

“Of course, there is no problem. My wife has always held you in high esteem.”

Sara looked at Huo Tingxiao, her eyes filled with humor.

“Oh, to have such a sweetheart for a wife, you’re truly the envy of many.”

Sara’s enthusiasm overwhelmed Mu Lan. Was this the same ferocious fashionista she knew? So approachable…

She was completely taken aback. After all, every piece of clothing she wore, the bags she carried, the jewelry she donned were all trendsetters in the fashion circle.

Top models, renowned designers—each one eager to rub shoulders with her.

Mu Lan felt surreal, thinking her luck was almost too good to be singled out by such an industry mogul.

“Indeed, I am very fortunate.”

“Here’s my card; you can reach me if you need anything.”

As she spoke, Sara handed Mu Lan a card with just a name and a phone number, obviously a private one.

Mu Lan, not having such a thing as a business card, was unsure how to respond.

Huo Tingxiao took out one of his personal cards from his pocket and handed it back.

“My wife isn’t in the habit of carrying business cards; I hope Ms. Sara won’t disdain this carrier pigeon.”

“Wow, you’re quite humorous. It seems sweetheart has good taste.”

While they were having a good time chatting, Katrina was pitiable, with not a single person reaching out to help her; in fact, many people even took out their phones to record the whole scene and uploaded it to the internet.

The farce was over, and Mu Lan certainly did not think it was a coincidence.

Back at the hotel, Huo Tingxiao did not wait for her to speak before he began to defend himself.

“You saw it, Katrina provoked me first, I didn’t break my word.”

Mu Lan sighed, looking at him with his “there’s definitely no silver here” kind of demeanor.

“How did you get those things so quickly?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

He was planning to play dumb through and through, and Mu Lan couldn’t help but smile helplessly.

“Do you think I’m a fool? If it wasn’t prepared by you, who else could do such a thing?”

“Maybe some angel couldn’t stand it and intervened secretly…”

“Huo Tingxiao!”

Mu Lan’s tone grew stern.

“Fine, I admit it, I prepared everything. My goal today was to make her look ridiculous.

This is already the lightest punishment for her. If I were to do it myself…”

Looking into Huo Tingxiao’s eyes, Mu Lan knew he was telling the truth, that if he really wanted to, he could be much more ruthless.

“Forget it, what’s done is done; dwelling on it is pointless.”

Tingxiao, not expecting Mu Lan to say this, edged closer with newfound courage.

“So, you’re not angry with me?”

Mu Lan, observing his cautious manner, shook her head.

“Being angry is pointless.

But I’m curious, what if I hadn’t gone to the reception today?”

“It wouldn’t have delayed Katrina becoming the talk of the entire internet by tomorrow.”

“If her father finds out it was you, then…”

“Don’t worry, no one will know, Long Xiao is always thorough in his work.”

Sure enough, it was the sinister and cautious Tingxiao, Mu Lan thought to herself.

“We’ll be in Paris for several days, and I’m worried something might go wrong. And there’s your company… maybe you should go back first.”

Tingxiao raised an eyebrow.

“Abandoning me after I’ve served my purpose?”

Mu Lan’s face was indifferent.

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“Are you comparing yourself to a donkey?”

“There’s nothing wrong with being a donkey, which man doesn’t want to be a carefree seeker of pleasures?”

Tingxiao said it as if it were the most natural thing in the world, while Mu Lan’s face turned red.

“Don’t change the subject, I really don’t want to hold up your work, after all, I know how important that is to you.

I really don’t know how to repay this favor, it’s… putting pressure on me.”

The word “favor” made Tingxiao very uncomfortable. To think that they even needed to mention this between them seemed far too distant.

Obviously, she was still resisting him in her heart.

Tingxiao felt a bit helpless but understood that closing the distance between two people wasn’t an overnight affair.

However, he could wait.

“You don’t need to feel any pressure, I’m doing this voluntarily. Besides, I have clients to see here.

You’re not worried that someone from the Lawrence family might do something to me, right? Well, one of my clients happens to be the Family Head of the Lawrence family.

So, don’t worry, I have my own plans.

It’s getting late, do you want to… take a shower and rest?

But at this late hour, there probably isn’t any SPA service available.

Well…”

The rest of what Tingxiao was saying seemed to be mumbled to himself, leaving Mu Lan with a sudden sense of alarm, feeling as though he was plotting something.