Chapter 13 - 13 Husband, you have to protect me. _1
Be a Good Boy and Marry Me
13 Chapter 13 Husband, you have to protect me. _1
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Mo Shiting was her only grandson, but he went as far as to marry without informing her, not to mention obtaining her consent. The woman he married was a nobody, a farce!
Gu Li had no idea that she had been deemed worthless, even before sheâd had the chance to meet Mrs. Song.
At that very moment, she and Mo Shiting had just arrived at the Songâs residence.
Upon alighting from the car, Mo Shiting turned his face to her, gravely advising, âMind your words and actions.â
Gu Li responded nonchalantly, âI know, Iâm not a child. I know what I should say, and what I shouldnât. You can relax; I wonât hold you back.â
Mo Shitingâs lips curled up coldly, âIt better be that way.â n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âHowever, Young Master Moâ¦â
Gu Li suddenly stopped, her face full of curiosity as she gazed at him, âAre there any of your exes or admirers here who would try to trip me? Iâm scared.â
Mo Shiting gave her a side-eye, âScared?
Gu Li pretended to be aggrieved, âOf course. Iâm so weak. I hate being bullied. Darling, you must protect me.â
With these words, she conveniently grabbed onto his arm.
The girlâs hand was delicately beautiful, standing out against his black suit, especially radiant and attractive.
For a moment, Mo Shiting was taken aback. Gaining his senses again, he frowned in disgust, âLet go.â
Gu Li fluttered her curled eyelashes, putting an innocent smile on her face, âYou said weâd play partners in public, didnât you? This is what a couple should look like. Letâs go, darling. Letâs not keep Grandma waiting.â
Mo Shiting: ââ¦â
After a few seconds of silence, he finally decided to overlook her little paw on his arm and, expressionless, matched her pace to enter the venue.
The two of them stepped in, immediately causing a commotion.
Especially the dress that Gu Li was wearing, it quickly became the center of attention.
âMy God, isnât that a masterpiece by the designer Dana, the flagship of the DN brand?â
âYes, I saw it in a magazine a few days ago. I donât believe itâs on her now.â
âIt seems like Young Master Mo really loves this woman.â
âSheâs not even that prettyâ¦â
The wealthy young ladies chatted enviously, they wished they could poke a few holes into Gu Li.
The noble ladies each had their own thoughts, while sizing up Gu Li and speculating about Mrs. Song, who wasnât easy to get along with. They were looking forward to the drama that was about to unfold.
Under the gazes of everyone, Mo Shiting and Gu Li finally came to Mrs. Song.
âGrandma, happy birthday!â
Mo Shiting briefly bowed towards the elderly lady, then introduced, âThis is my wife, Gu Li.â
With a smile, Gu Li greeted her directly, âHello, Grandma! Wishing you happiness as boundless as the ocean and life longevity surpassing the South Mountain!â
Mrs. Song didnât even spare her a glance, her sharp gaze pierced at Mo Shiting, âCome into the study with me.â
âOkay.â
Mo Shiting nodded slightly and followed along with Gu Li.
However, she had just taken a step when Mrs. Song said, âMiss Gu, welcome to my birthday party, but when we discuss family matters, Iâm afraid itâs not appropriate for an outsider like you. Sorry.â
While her words were polite, the indifference wasnât disguised. Gu Liâs smile froze for an instant, but she quickly replied with a smile, âAlright, no problem.â
At that, she slowly withdrew her hand that had been resting on Mo Shitingâs arm.
The grandmother and grandson gradually disappeared from the main hall.
Seeing this, the noble ladies and refined women began whispering to each other and pointing at Gu Li.
Of course, nobody came over to greet her.
Gu Li simply ignored it all, picking up a glass of red wine and moving to a corner.
Looking at the clinking of glasses under the hallâs bright lights, she felt a trace of melancholy for some reason.
âGu Li, right?â
Out of the blue, a young woman in a green dress arrogantly appeared before her, âPlease leave Young Master Mo right away!â