Magnate Tycoon: How Did Simply Enjoying Life Make Me a Male God?
Chapter 45: Li Jing’s Gift

Li Jing and He Mo, newly united in soul and body, spent another week entwined in this leisurely beauty.

Because of He Mo, Li Jing even delayed his original departure from the ancient town.

During this time, the two visited the age-worn ancient temple, exploring old traces beneath the intricately muraled, weather-worn red walls, and pledged beautiful wishes in front of the Buddha statues.

At night, they lay by the river, barefoot, gazing at the twinkling stars, breathing in the air mixed with earth and grass.

In the days that followed, they wandered hand-in-hand through the bustling market, watched fish from the time-touched stone bridge, and played among the grasses of the groves.

Throughout that week, they left traces in every corner of the ancient town and its surroundings, and He Mo bloomed with a long-missed joyful smile.

If her life were always so beautiful, perhaps her paintings wouldn’t be tinged with such a sense of pessimism.

That day, under the bright sunshine on the square in front of the high-speed train station, pedestrians hurried by.

He Mo was still dressed in a loose linen long dress, its creamy white hem swaying in the wind. Her upper body was layered in a pale blue sincere cardigan, exuding her constantly lazy and casual charm.

But compared to before, her cheeks were now rosier, and her rational, indifferent gaze had softened with several strands of warmth.

He Mo raised her hand to comb her casually draped hair over her shoulder, her clear gaze falling on the man’s face in front of her: "This time, really decided to leave?"

Li Jing nodded, looking at the clean girl before him, couldn’t help but rub her head, and laughed: "Don’t be too reluctant, if you miss me you can always come find me."

"Who said I’m reluctant?"

He Mo retorted stubbornly, then looked at the face that was both likable and infuriating, and said crossly: "Bend down a little."

"Why?"

"Just do what I say."

"..."

Li Jing was somewhat helpless with her occasional whimsical nature, so he slightly crouched down.

As soon as he lowered his head, He Mo hugged him tightly, and his lips went warm.

The young couple embraced and kissed passionately in the crowded square, quickly attracting the curious eyes of the surrounding travelers.

This was the first time in so many days that He Mo proactively kissed Li Jing in public.

Feeling the warmth of her lips, Li Jing also tightened his embrace, enjoying this last fervor.

Until it was about to end, Li Jing suddenly felt a pain on his lip, and cried out softly, knowing he had just been bitten.

"Don’t be mad, I’m just afraid you’ll forget me too quickly, so I’m deepening your impression."

He Mo flashed a triumphant smile, then took out a box containing a painting, saying: "Here, I know you lack nothing, so I’m giving you a painting, you must take good care to keep it."

Surprised, Li Jing opened the box and saw it was a piece of art, a human figure oil painting.

It was the back of a girl sitting on the ground, with a slender and beautiful figure, skin as smooth as mutton fat jade, and black long hair like satin, smooth and naturally falling on her fair back.

A few strands of hair casually fell on her neck, accenting the graceful, slender lines like a swan’s elegance.

Though he couldn’t see the face, from the vibe and feeling of the painting, Li Jing guessed the identity of the woman in one glance: "Is this you?"

"You’ve got a keen eye." He Mo showed satisfaction at his quick recognition: "You must keep this painting well, because if I come to find you again and don’t see it, I’ll ignore you."

"As Master He’s work, I’ll certainly keep it well."

Li Jing carefully repackaged the painting before continuing to joke: "It’s a pity it’s not frontal, otherwise it’d be perfect."

"You wish."

He Mo rolled her eyes, then teasingly looked at him: "If you really want to see the front, come seek me yourself."

These words stirred some warmth inside Li Jing.

This girl, after being with him for so long, had become much more bold and uninhibited in such aspects.

Seeing the heat in his eyes, He Mo recalled their endless entwinement these days, her face naturally blushed, and she quickly pushed him toward the entry: "Go, quickly, isn’t it enough after so many times? Just come find me if you miss me."

Knowing she didn’t want to make this farewell scene too emotional, Li Jing said no more and replied: "Okay, I’m leaving then, I won’t change my phone number, as long as you don’t delete me, I’m always waiting for your call."

With those words, without hesitating, Li Jing pushed his suitcase toward the entry in big strides.

He Mo stood at the same place, watching him enter the gate, but the anticipated look back never came, biting her lip and muttered: "Such an unfeeling scoundrel. Humph, don’t expect me to contact you in the future!"

Afterward, He Mo turned and walked toward the car by the roadside.

Hu Dazhuang, seeing He Mo return, immediately asked: "Boss Li’s gone? Miss He, shall I take you back?"

"Mm."

Sitting in the back seat, He Mo gently nodded, her thoughts a bit chaotic.

Originally thinking she could calmly face Li Jing’s departure, but as he truly left, she felt as though a piece of her heart went missing, unsettling and uncomfortable.

She opened the car window, breathed in the air from outside, wanting to wash away the depression and low mood within.

Watching the scenery retreating outside, He Mo propped her face with her right hand, her eyes reflecting a touch of hesitation and blankness.

She hesitated, unsure whether she should contact Li Jing again in the future.

She knew very well Li Jing was a man prone to feelings, even if he truly had affection for her, she could never become his truly forever partner.

Because she could clearly feel that Li Jing didn’t want to be bound by anything or any emotions.

He Mo could understand this, because, on this matter, she essentially shared the same viewpoint as Li Jing.

Only, as a girl, she was inevitably a bit more emotional and reluctant than Li Jing.

Men truly are creatures that are both affectionate and heartless.

He Mo spat lightly, picked up her phone, ready to make the final decision about Li Jing’s contact, when suddenly her brows furrowed, she noticed the scene outside the window from the corner of her eye, and immediately looked up to ask, "Isn’t this the way to my home?"

"Miss He, sorry, Boss Li instructed me to take you somewhere after leaving the train station." Hu Dazhuang glanced at He Mo in the rearview mirror and explained apologetically.

"Arranged by Li Jing?"

He Mo was surprised, and her heart relaxed from the sudden wariness that had arisen earlier.

"Yes, he said there’s a gift he’s prepared for you over there, hoping you will like it."

"He prepared a gift for me?"

He Mo widened her eyes slightly, then said irritably, "If he’s preparing a gift, he could’ve just told me directly, so why go through these tacky routines?"

"This... I don’t know."

Hu Dazhuang awkwardly scratched his head and then said, "But he said before, it seems he’s afraid you’d be too moved, and really wouldn’t want him to leave."

"He’s really overthinking it, where does he get the confidence?"

He Mo rolled her eyes, but knowing Li Jing had prepared a gift for her, her heart still rose with some anticipation and pleasure.

This guy... still has a bit of conscience...

...

The car stopped by the roadside, and Hu Dazhuang led He Mo towards the streets of the ancient town.

"This is the busiest street in the ancient town, Li Jing bought me something from a shop here?"

On hearing He Mo’s inquiry from behind, Hu Dazhuang didn’t clarify, just embarrassedly said, "Boss Li instructed me not to tell you in advance, you have to see it yourself."

"What a mystery."

He Mo pouted and complained, but subconsciously she became even more expectant.

Until she approached a shop without a signboard, He Mo was puzzled and simply stopped, furrowing her brows, "What exactly is Li Jing giving me?"

Hu Dazhuang stood in front of the shop, unlocked the ancient wooden door with a key, gestured and smiled, "Miss He, here it is."

"Here it is?"

He Mo walked over, half-believing, until she reached the shop door and suddenly widened her eyes, her face full of shock.

Inside the shop was clean and neat, orderly displaying various wooden easels and artistic small decorations, looking like a refined artistic studio.

And in the center of the shop, there was a signboard on which were engraved four large characters: Momo’s Painting Shop.

"This is..."

He Mo’s eyes trembled, and although she had some guesses, she still dared not say them out loud.

At this moment, Hu Dazhuang stepped forward and said with a smile, "This is the painting shop Boss Li bought for you, thirty square meters in total, and he specifically hired a construction team to renovate it, you just need to move in the paintings and other tools and you can open the business.

Oh right, Boss Li said this signboard should be hung by you personally for the most ceremonious feeling, so he left it for you."

"He bought this painting shop... and gave it to me?"

He Mo still couldn’t believe it, she slowly walked inside the shop, her mind blank.

Seeing this, Hu Dazhuang tactfully mentioned he would wait outside for her, then quietly exited the shop.

Left alone inside, He Mo sat dazed on the wooden chair, looking at the newly carved signboard, unable to help but feel a strange emotion spreading in her heart.

"I had just mentioned once before that my future dream was to open a painting shop... never thought this guy would directly buy it, you shouldn’t waste money like this even if you have it..."

He Mo secretly wiped the moist corner of her eyes, looked around the exquisitely decorated shop, recalling the happy and beautiful times recently, the impression Li Jing left in her heart became deeper.

"This guy is indeed a big scumbag, don’t know where he gets all these methods to make a woman moved!"

Feeling touched, He Mo couldn’t help but grumble, knowing now she definitely wouldn’t forget this man.

Recalling she was just planning to delete his number, He Mo took out her phone again, silently memorizing his number, one digit at a time, in her mind.

"Li Jing, you better not change your number, otherwise don’t blame me for not finding you!"

Saying this, she wiped her eyes that felt sore again, regaining her confident and stubborn look, and seriously said,

"Consider this money as you investing in me, when I achieve my artistic dream, I’ll personally repay this favor to you."

...

Outside the shop, Hu Dazhuang leaned against the wall, smoking while waiting for He Mo to come out. According to Li Jing’s instructions, he had to send her home to complete the task.

Looking at the slender figure inside the shop, Hu Dazhuang couldn’t help but sigh wistfully,

"Boss Li really understands women’s hearts.

Why can’t I understand the thoughts of the tigress at home?"