Chapter 119 - 119 Gu Li, The Deep Influence on
Be a Good Boy and Marry Me
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When trying to call Gu Li, he got a message that her mobile phone had been switched off.
Mo Shiting, therefore, drove to the hotel where she and Murong Qian were staying, only to find nothing.
Murong Qian had checked out, and Gu Li was not there either.
He searched the check-in records of all major hotels in the city, but found no sign of her and Murong Qian.
Had they gone back to A Nation together?
This realization was like a bucket of cold water, ruthlessly extinguishing the flame of hope in Mo Shitingâs heart.
He returned to his car in a state of shock, gripping the steering wheel, suddenly seeming at a loss, as if he didnât know what to do next.
The extent of Gu Liâs impact on him may have exceeded his understandingâ¦
After spacing out in the car for a moment, Mo Shiting suddenly remembered an important place that he had forgotten â Gu Liâs shabby house.
She might be there.
Unfortunately, she had not gone back.
It seemed she was likely to have left Hua Country.
After thinking for a moment, Mo Shiting decided to call Lu Yang: âCheck the flight records of Gu Li and Murong Qian.â
âYes, young master.â
Lu Yang received the order and immediately set to work.
âTen minutes later, he called back: âYoung master, Miss Murong and Lu Cong are together. Besides, the young madam hasnât left the city yet.â
âThen where is she?â
âHer signal canât be traced, Iâm still looking.â
âBe quick.â
Mo Shiting urged impatiently.
After hanging up the phone, knowing that Gu Li was still in the Capital City, the unease in his heart was somewhat dissipated.
However, how did Murong Qian get involved with Lu Cong?
Mo Shiting frowned, slightly puzzled.
Meanwhile, Gu Li and Da Ha went to a music bar.
Originally, Gu Li didnât plan to come, but she couldnât resist Da Haâs persistent persuasion, insisting she should relax.
The two found a glass booth on the second floor with a great view, right above the small stage.
The resident singer was passionately singing a beautiful ballad. Da Ha happily hummed along and then looked at Gu Li and told her: âBoss, every night at 9, thereâs a girl who wears a half mask and sings. Iâve encountered her once, she is an amazing singer, so I specifically brought you here to appreciate her talent, to see whether she has the potential to be a hit singer.â
Gu Li was speechless: âWell, Da Ha, saying it so nicely about me coming to relax, you dared to trick me into working for your entertainment company?â
Da Ha laughed and replied: âNo, itâs our entertainment company. Youâre the major shareholder, and Iâm just the CEO.â
Gu Li: âHmm.â
âCome on, Boss, trust me, this trip is definitely worth it.â
Da Ha was just short of making a promise.
Gu Li glanced at him and nodded: âFine, since weâre here, letâs scout the first artist to sign for our company.â
As Da Ha said, just after nine, a girl wearing a half-silver mask walked to the center of the stage with a microphone in her hand.
She was petite, but Gu Li felt she looked familiar, her eyes flickering.
But as the girlâs ethereal and graceful voice echoed, she was immediately captivated and didnât have the mind to worry about anything else.
Seeing her listen so attentively, Da Ha, with anticipation written all over his face, asked, âBoss, how is it? Is she good?â
Gu Li commented, âHer tone is beautiful, but her technique is unprofessional, she probably isnât formally trained in music.â
Da Ha retorted, âWho cares if she is trained or not, as long as she sounds good. Should we make a move and sign her up first?â
Da Ha suggested eagerly.
Just as Gu Li was about to reply, there was sudden commotion downstairs, and the music abruptly stopped.
âWhatâs going on?â
Gu Li and Da Ha exchanged glances and immediately left the booth..