<h4>Chapter 789: Why Don’t You Post It on Your Moments?</h4>
Their phones beeped simultaneously after they returned to the hotel and the beeps went on continuously. They were all message notifications.
He Xiyan unlocked her phone and saw that these message notifications were from the WeChat group chat that was formed earlier amongst the teachers who had attended the training. The photographer had sent over the photographs that they had taken with Professor He that day and had sent over more than ten photographs at one shot.
No wonder their phones couldn’t stop beeping.
He Xiyan opened the photographs one at a time before she saved the group photograph that she had taken with Professor He into her phone. Ms. Li waspletely different. She saved all the photographs into her phone and posted her group photograph with Professor He to her WeChat Moments.
“Why don’t you do it too?” she asked when she saw that He Xiyan had only saved the photograph before turning her phone off.
He Xiyan shook her head as she said, “It’s alright.”
She didn’t like to update her WeChat Moments and even if she did, she would only use it as a tform to upload notifications that the school disseminated to the students, such as holiday notices and so on.
“You should upload it to your WeChat Moments and use this as a chance to promote yourself,” Li Yue said as she nudged He Xiyan.
He Xiyan frowned and she hesitated for a moment before she finally posted the photo to her WeChat Moments. She would treat this photograph as promotional material for her school.
“Oh no...” Li Yue eximed as she smacked her head. “I forgot to do something,” she muttered.
“What happened?” He Xiyan asked.
“I forgot to sneak a photograph of the handsome man we saw at the lobby earlier...”
“You’re incorrigible,” He Xiyan said.
They fell asleep after they exchanged some gossip but they didn’t know that the man who they ran into at the lobby had checked into the room across them.
It was an extravagant single room.
The woman in the room had just finished her bath and was now wearing a pink bathrobe. Her skin was very fair and under the light, her skin looked as though she had bathed in milk. Her features were not very exquisite but she had a pair of clear, bright eyes and a small and pleasant-looking face.
The girl sat quietly in front of the bed and stared in the direction of the bathroom, waiting for the man who was showering inside to emerge. She gripped the nkets hard and small beads of sweat had already beaded on her forehead.
The door to the bathroom opened.
“Mr. Mo...” she said sweetly and looked nervously but also hopefully at that man.
Mo Yixuan acknowledged her with a cold nod. He walked to the side of the bed and picked up the jacket that he had just taken off, dug out the packet of cigarettes from his jacket, pulled out a stick of cigarette and lit up.
He didn’t even look at the woman.
He walked to the window and pushed open the window that had been tightly shut. Soon, the icy western wind entered the room through the window and swept over his body.
However, he stood by the windowsill as though he was immune to the icy wind and puffed out circles of smoke while he stared nkly at the lights in the distance.
The woman quickly picked up his jacket and put the jacket over him when she saw that he was just standing in front of the window and allowing the harsh wind to sweep over him.
“Mr. Mo, you don’t have to open the window to smoke. I’m not sensitive to the smell of cigarettes,” the woman said softly.
Then, she stretched out her hand to close the window.
“You’ll catch a cold if you continue to stand in front of the wind like that,” she said in concern.
After she spoke, she noticed his cold eyes staring at her.
Mo Yixuan’s gaze swept over her coldly before he finally said, “Go to bed.”
He sounded very cold and there was no emotion in his voice at all.
“I...” the woman started but Mo Yixuan walked around her and took a seat on the leather chair nearby.