She Lost Memory Before the Divorce

Chapter 202: Chapter 202 His Tenderness Is Overwhelming

Chapter 202: Chapter 202 His Tenderness Is Overwhelming

Huo Tingxiao?! He Yan was following behind him.

“Why are you here?”

“Gu Xiaoman had something come up last minute, so I came over for her.”

The shameless way Huo Tingxiao lied without batting an eyelid made Mu Lan frown.

Was this really the Huo Tingxiao she knew? In his eyes, work was even more important than life, yet he was saying that he would go to Paris with her?

Mu Lan suddenly felt a sense of reality—Huo Tingxiao’s declaration to pursue her wasn’t a joke.

“No need, since Xiaoman is busy, it’s enough for me to go alone.”

Saying that, she turned and walked toward the check-in counter to deal with her baggage.

Huo Tingxiao followed behind her, their superior looks drawing glances, with some even taking out their phones to take photos.

However, a single ice-cold glare from Huo Tingxiao immediately made them put away their phones and smile awkwardly.

“Your suitcase is so heavy, just treat me as your assistant.”

“I don’t need an assistant. It’s just a few garments, I can still carry them.”

Mu Lan was completely unmoved, like an impenetrable fortress, parrying every move.

Huo Tingxiao was neither hurried nor annoyed, but he wouldn’t leave no matter what.

Mu Lan looked at him, feeling helpless as he hovered around her like a wall, his tall and lean figure always within her vicinity.

“Huo Tingxiao, you’re making me very uncomfortable.”

Mu Lan said to him with a cold tone.

“I also have business to deal with in Paris. You surely can’t expect to be allowed to go without me, can you?”

Huo Tingxiao swiftly changed tactics, and indeed, Mu Lan was left speechless, allowing him to board the plane with her.

The flight attendant greeted Huo Tingxiao very warmly, with a particularly bright smile on her face.

“Sir, would you like a glass of champagne?”

“No, give me a glass of water and for my wife, a glass of orange juice, thank you.”

Wife? The smile on the flight attendant’s face momentarily froze, but she still completed the service professionally.

Mu Lan was quite unaccustomed to Huo Tingxiao giving her so much attention.

“I don’t need it, thank you.”

After a cool refusal, Mu Lan adjusted the back of her seat, reclining the chair fully.

She really didn’t understand why, even though they were in first-class single-person compartments, Huo Tingxiao insisted on sitting next to her and even folded up the middle partition to make it a double.

When had he become so clingy, or could it really be as Gu Xiaoman said, that in just a few months, he had completely changed?

Forget it, let him do whatever he wants, she thought. Out of sight, out of mind.

The flight attendant was taken aback, not expecting to see the loyal husband and cold wife type; alas, why are all the good husbands taken by someone else?

Huo Tingxiao didn’t ask the flight attendant to take away the orange juice but left it on the tray instead.

After quietly tucking in Mu Lan with a blanket, he opened his tablet and began to work.

Not knowing how long she had slept, Mu Lan woke up feeling somewhat groggy. Noticing the blanket on her, she felt a fleeting sense of warmth.

Then, Huo Tingxiao handed her a glass of orange juice.

Mu Lan wanted to refuse, but after just waking up, she felt a bit thirsty; after a moment’s hesitation, she took the orange juice and said softly,

“Thank you.”

The corners of Huo Tingxiao’s mouth slightly curved up, just her acceptance making his mood lift tremendously.

“There are still five hours to Paris.”

“Mhm.”

“Congratulations on making it to the finals.”

“Thank you.”

“Vincent thinks highly of you. I hope you can win the gold this time.”

Mu Lan looked up at Huo Tingxiao.

“How do you know Vincent appreciates me?”

Hmm, finally not just one-word or two-word replies. That’s progress, Huo Tingxiao’s eyes twinkled with a smile.

“During our last meeting, he particularly praised this contestant in front of you.

You used the English name, Tracy.”

Praised by her own idol? A different expression finally appeared on Mu Lan’s face, her eyes unable to hide the excitement. For many years, she had taken Vincent as a role model, hoping that one day she could also make a place for herself in the fashion world and get closer to her idol.

Seeing the expression on Mu Lan’s face, Huo Tingxiao couldn’t help but feel jealous. Although he knew that Mu Lan’s admiration for Vincent was purely…

“Did I appear very rude at that time? Or…”

“You behaved very well. Vincent even had lunch with you, heaped praises on you, and encouraged you to pursue your dreams.”

To have lunch with her idol and be encouraged by him.

Mu Lan couldn’t help but blurt out.

“If only I could remember all these events.”

Huo Tingxiao wanted to cry without tears. Indeed, the power of an idol was greater.

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“The chairman this time is Vincent. If he finds out I am Tracy, and that I was… Oh no, will he misunderstand me?”

“I’ll explain it to Vincent when the time comes.”

“You will help me?”

Mu Lan was belatedly aware.

“You know him? I… didn’t even know that.”

Huo Tingxiao’s original intention was to reassure Mu Lan, but her remark “I didn’t even know that” struck the softest spot in his heart.

Each word she unwittingly spoke kept reminding him of what a jerk, what a scoundrel he had been.

He had missed and messed up so much in the past.

So this time, it was his only chance, and he wouldn’t give up, even if it killed him.

The seven years he owed her, he would gladly spend a lifetime to repay, even if it was his last.

“Mu Lan, I didn’t understand you enough before. No, I should say, I never thought about trying to understand you.”

Mu Lan looked up, and hearing Huo Tingxiao’s confession that he had never thought about trying to understand her hurt because it was so true.

“Alright, stop talking.”

“Don’t misunderstand me, what I mean to say is…”

Huo Tingxiao was about to explain, only to be interrupted by the stewardess with a smile.

“Sir, madam, what would you like for dinner?”

Mu Lan picked up the menu, focusing on the dishes listed, obviously not interested in continuing the conversation with Huo Tingxiao.

“I’ll have a serving of pasta, a serving of French foie gras, and some red wine, thank you.”

“And for you, sir?”

“The same.”

Huo Tingxiao replied without a second thought.

“Okay, please wait a moment.”

As the stewardess turned away, Mu Lan was about to adjust her seat back when Huo Tingxiao suddenly grasped her hand.

The warmth from the palm of his hand flowed continuously into her slightly cool skin—Huo Tingxiao had never before taken her hand so actively.

Mu Lan instinctively wanted to pull away, but Huo Tingxiao’s grip was skilfully firm, and she couldn’t break free at all.

“Huo Tingxiao…”

“The Huo Tingxiao of the past was a bastard who never considered understanding you, but I will slowly change into the man you want. Mu Lan, I’m really grateful that you’re giving me this chance.”

Mu Lan was dumbfounded. This overbearing and self-centered man was actually talking about change for her?

And even into someone she would like?

If he had remained his usual arrogant self, not deigning to care about anyone else, she might have felt more at ease.

But… for a man who had always been aloof, to be so humble in front of her. That warmth was so real, reminding her that it was all not an illusion.

“There’s not much to be grateful for, because…”