Trillionaire's Slice of Life

The starry sky tonight was particularly brilliant, although the streetlights around were somewhat dim, under the bright moonlight above, the path underfoot was still clearly visible.

Chu Mo's hands were clasped behind his back, as he firmly dragged the lady behind him. Perhaps due to the swaying motion of walking, or the fear of falling and hurting her leg again, Amy Belle clung tightly around Chu Mo's neck, pressing her entire body against his back, not daring to relax in the slightest.

This was not the time to worry about proprieties between men and women. In the West, social etiquette was more open and generous compared to Eastern practices. Thus, such an extent of contact did not make Amy feel uncomfortable.

Chu Mo strode forward with firm and powerful steps, every step he took was incredibly stable, as he feared that a single misstep might cause the beauty behind him to fall, which would truly be a sin.

A minute later, as Chu Mo's breathing began to grow heavy, Amy suddenly spoke softly from behind, "Am I very heavy? If you're tired, we can rest a bit!"

Chu Mo shook his head. The two had only walked a hundred or two hundred meters. Although he was indeed breathing heavily at the moment, he wasn't at the point where he couldn't go on. Plus, he was carrying the world's number one sex symbol on his back and naturally did not want to appear weak in her eyes, so he seriously said:

"Not heavy!"

"Oh...!" The voice behind him hesitated slightly. Her arms were tightly wrapped around Chu Mo's neck, and she was so close to him that her breath, warm and fragrant, would puff onto the side of Chu Mo's face and ears as she spoke.

After a moment of silence, the girl with a trace of laughter in her tone spoke gently:

"You're quite lucky. For this global tour, I've been dieting recently. I've lost at least ten pounds, and now I weigh 105 pounds. My weight is a secret, you know. I don't usually tell people, so consider this a little privilege for you!"

Chu Mo slightly curved his lips into a smile. If he remembered correctly, the profile he had seen of her a few days ago had detailed her weight as 100 pounds!

Of course, even at her current weight of 105 pounds and with her height over 5'7", she was still a bit on the thin side.

Chu Mo's smile broadened, intending to laugh, but before he could, a cough erupted from his throat due to the forceful breathing. Although Amy wasn't heavy, as he continued to step forward, Chu Mo could feel his footsteps growing increasingly leaden, and sweat was already beading on his forehead.

They had just reached the back door of the stadium. Finally, leaving the narrow path, they arrived at the main road. However, as expected, since this was not a residential area and countless fans were concentrated at the front gate, taxis were picking up passengers on the road in front of the stadium, while the back of the stadium was deserted with not a soul in sight!

Finding a taxi here was wishful thinking.

Chu Mo glanced back at the dim path behind him, then redirected his gaze to the broad road ahead. He adjusted his posture to lift the person behind him a little higher, then once again stepped forward, resolutely continuing on.

To catch a taxi, they had to get to the intersection ahead, but from here to the next junction, it was at least four or five kilometers. Though Chu Mo could make a call to have the bodyguards drive over, that would mean all his efforts today were in vain.

Clenching his teeth and taking a deep breath, he continued to stride forward.

The streetlights on the major road shone exceptionally bright, casting the shadows of both him and the person on his back very long. Sensing Chu Mo's exhaustion, Amy from behind took the initiative to strike up a conversation:

"Did you come to see my concert? How did you like my performance?"

Chu Mo was panting heavily, his forehead now streaming with sweat. If it weren't for his regular workouts and his resolve not to embarrass himself in front of a lady, he would have collapsed by now.

Breathing deeply, the fatigued Chu Mo replied softly:

"I didn't go to the concert... I came with someone else. A friend of mine, she really likes you. She must be your most loyal fan. She told me she's watched all the movies you've starred in and can sing all your songs, and she even watches many of your movies over and over, at least five or even more than ten times!"

"Is that so?" You could hear a hint of contentment and happiness in Amy's voice. Obviously, being liked in such a way must be a very joyful thing. Even with the mask on, Amy's eyes suddenly brightened as she continued:

"Then please thank your friend for me and tell her I really appreciate her support. By the way, this friend of yours, she's a girl, right? The two of you...?"

Chu Mo shook his head. He was speaking of Qiao Huanhuan, the charming woman who did indeed like Amy very much and had attended the performance at the stadium. That was also the reason Chu Mo wasn't with her. Taking a deep breath, his breath rough and heavy, he glanced at the still-distant crossroads and said:

"No, we're just ordinary friends."

The blonde girl on his back fell silent for a moment. Watching Chu Mo's resolute profile, she didn't continue the topic. Changing the subject, she spoke warmly:

"Anyway, I guess we've officially met now. You've been carrying me for so long, but I still don't know your name! Let me introduce myself properly, I'm Amy Belle, an American, and a singer. And you are?"