My Killing President

Annabelle turned to look at Mu and her eyes, her lips and her spirit all at once smiled at him, “Well, I don’t know how will it turn out. But.. I hope it can give you a surprise!”

“Give me…a surprise? Mu repeated densely after her.

Am I hallucinating?

Annabelle would normally evade him as much as possible, and now… the world just seemed to be a better place.

“What do you mean?” He smiled back. It was early in the morning and the high sunlit clouds were drifting on the clear blue sky.

“Secret!”

Mu gave her an eye-roll and didn’t ask anymore. Though he may appear casual, but he was all joyous inside and eagerly looking forward to it.

They reached soon after and Nischae came personally to welcome them.

“Mr. Mu! Miss Xia!” Nischae shook their hands passionately. Maybe it’s the culture, he was always energetic and vehement.

Xia, are you confident?” He had high expectation

said, I did what I can, enchanting the design with emotion and story. Well,

approval. He admired

moved to the second floor, Annabelle handed her drawing

the carefully sealed drawing and gave her a smile, “Finally, I’ve been looking

with a smile and inquired, “Nischae, when

“In two days!”

short time chattering before Mu and

to the entrance,

matching heels, classy and formal.

Yoi!

put her palm on

the moment she saw them walking side by side, the flames of

they stand so comfortably together, so

WHY!?

and pretended to be