Chapter 135 The Controlling Actor 17 (2/2)
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The kiss was as light as a feather, yet as the fireworks burst open, his jawline tightened subtly, revealing a desperately restrained possessiveness.
Zi Xi's reaction drove the CP fans even crazier. At first, her knuckles were white as she gripped the hem of his suit jacket, but as the kiss deepened, she gradually loosened her grip and eventually wrapped her arms around his waist.
"This was also given to me by my grandmother."
"But I can only let you wear it on our wedding day."
Her fingertips traced the words "peace and joy" engraved on the locket, her eyes glistening with tears.
Mo Jinnian's stunned profile was edged with silver by the moonlight.
Two seconds later, he suddenly buried his face in her shoulder, his muffled laughter trembling as he finally managed to find his voice after a few moments of hesitation: "Teacher Zhao... I'm already looking forward to the wedding? What should I do?"
"You should look forward to it! Hmm..."
Zi Xi poked his chest and laughed, her fingertips pressing against his chest, her heart pounding fast and heavy.
The rest of the words were sealed by a sudden kiss.
The hidden camera shook violently, finally freezing on the fireworks blooming in the night sky, but everyone heard Mo Jinnian's murmured with a smile: "Looking forward to every day in the future with Teacher Zhao."
The threshing ground gradually quieted down, and the campfire was reduced to a few scattered embers.
Mo Jinnian carried the tired and asleep Zi Xi back home, the moonlight casting long shadows of the two of them.
She asked, still half asleep, "What time are you leaving tomorrow?"
"No rush, I've chartered a plane. We'll leave together once you wake up."
He lifted her up a little.
"On the way again?"
Zi Xi chuckled softly in his ear.
"No, it's a dedicated flight route."
Mo Jinnian turned his head to look at her, his eyes smiling.
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But Mo Jinnian soon revealed his true colors.
Zi Xi discovered the GPS device in her phone on an ordinary morning.
She had just finished filming her new movie and returned to her hotel. As usual, she checked the background apps on her phone and suddenly noticed an unfamiliar system process that she could neither close nor uninstall.
She stared at the screen and immediately understood what it was.
It's something you can see in almost every part of the modern world.
This should be a tracking program that is deeply embedded in a system, capable of recording her location in real time and even monitoring her surroundings.
Zi Xi took a deep breath and dialed his number.
"Hello?"
On the other end of the phone, his voice was deep and gentle, with his assistant's voice in the background.
"Did you install the things on my phone?"
She asked directly, without any gradual probing.
There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone.
"Yeah...right, it's too dangerous outside."
He admitted it readily, without even the slightest hesitation.
When did this happen?
Zi Xi wasn't angry; she was just asking out of curiosity.
“A month ago, some sasaeng fans sneaked into the film crew.”
Mo Jinnian sensed Zi Xi's ease, and his tone gradually became more and more confident.
Zi Xi remembers that experience; it was the first time she had ever encountered a sasaeng fan.
A sasaeng fan disguised himself as a stagehand and broke into her dressing room while she was resting. Fortunately, the bodyguard that Mo Jinnian had given her discovered it in time.
"But you can tell me that this shows you don't trust me."
Zi Xi's voice pretended to turn cold.
"If I told you, would you agree?"
On the other end of the phone, Mo Jinnian sighed softly. He never thought that Zi Xi would agree to his perverted behavior.
So he could only come secretly, but he didn't expect Zi Xi to be so perceptive and discover him.
Why do you think I would disagree?
Zi Xi didn't dislike being controlled by others out of a sense of protection; otherwise, she wouldn't have entered so many small worlds after filling out the questionnaire.
"Xi Xi".
"I'm sorry, but I can't let anything happen to you."
Mo Jinnian's voice was deep and resonant, carrying an undeniable forcefulness.