One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire's Sweet Love Chapter 4777 Never Too Late to Love (184)

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They clung to each other in a tight embrace.

Yet, Mu Yueyao sensed a trace of unease.

She had clearly detected warmth in his face just moments before, but now only icy detachment lingered. Helplessness surged through her.

Mu Yueyao questioned coldly, "What do you want?"

"Is that sufficient?" Jing Yang softly caressed her chin, eyes narrowing. "Is this the submission you're seeking?"

Submission?

His words doused her like a pail of ice water. Shocked, she lifted her gaze to stare directly at Jing Yang, mentally echoing his remark.

Did he believe she craved his submission?!

Her heart iced over!

A vicious grin twisted her lips, and a strange voice slipped from her mouth. "You've come to convince me to lift your ban?"

Jing Yang stayed quiet, as if confirming it.

Mu Yueyao haughtily brushed a lock of hair behind her ear. Stifling her inner letdown, she declared frostily, "That hinges on your performance."

Jing Yang froze at her alien tone. With a subtle smile, he replied, "I'll certainly please CEO Mu."

CEO Mu? Such a distant title from him.

Mu Yueyao offered a wan smile. "Don't let me down."

Jing Yang bent close, breathing into her ear, "Tonight?"

Tonight? What did he imply?

Before she could grasp it, his lips claimed hers anew. Her mind blanked out completely.

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Stumbling footsteps reverberated along the hotel hallway.

Mu Yueyao's head pounded fiercely, though she recalled no heavy drinking. How had she grown so intoxicated and befuddled?

Jing Yang clasped her hand firmly as she lurched ahead. A hotel—this made the future crystal clear. He pledged an outstanding show tonight.

She wasn't naive. His care was obvious. Bringing her here screamed intent. Mu Yueyao had shed her youthful innocence.

Back as a blushing girl, she clutched her heated cheeks, daydreaming of marital bliss with Jing Yang—would it mirror her parents' intimacy…

In her pure childhood, one midnight she spied her father scooping her mother into their bedroom. Curiosity drove her to tiptoe to the door, ear pressed to catch the noises within.

Though Mu Yazhe invested heavily in soundproofing, making sounds faint, Mu Yueyao grasped a hazy concept.

What transpired between a man and a woman?

Her scant imagination always cast Jing Yang as the partner. That moment revealed her shift: he surpassed mere big brother status, becoming her crush, her tender heart brimming with affection.

In the room.

The door flew wide. Jing Yang seized her arm, yanking her into his arms. In that instant, Mu Yueyao felt her essence vanish.

Inside the shadowy chamber, before untangling her swirling emotions, the door banged shut. Pitch blackness swallowed everything—not even fingers were visible.

Panic gripped her abruptly!