Just as she was hesitating, he had already dragged her through security.
Qiao Mo's mind was a bit dazed, led directly onto the plane by him. It wasn't until the seatbelt was fastened that Qiao Mo regained her senses: "Weren't we supposed to fly at three o'clock?"
"I lied to you," he admitted openly.
"Lied... lied to me... why did you lie to me? But my things are still there..."
Seeing her looking nervous and confused, he chuckled, unable to tease her further: "We'll be back tonight, no need to bring things."
"Ah... ah?" Qiao Mo's eyes widened, now completely bewildered.
"To... tonight."
"Yeah, not going back home, taking you to Rome."
"Really?" Qiao Mo's eyes lit up instantly.
"Yeah, really."
"You jerk, you just lied to me earlier!" Qiao Mo was a bit annoyed, this bastard made her cry again.
She really thought he had left without any reluctance, felt so sad that she cried, not expecting he was deceiving her.
