Chapter 164 - 164: If I don’t bite myself, then should I bite you?_l

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Her master could possibly be his father.

But after all, this was just her speculation. It was too hasty to determine based solely on handwriting that her master was his father.

What if he wasn’t? Wouldn’t it hurt Brother Ting again?

No, it couldn’t be!

She must make sure everything was foolproof before telling Brother Ting.

And most importantly, where on earth was her master?

If he was Brother Ting’s father, how could he have cruelly abandoned him all these years?

Crying!

When she thought of her master, Gu Li’s heart ached. Thinking about how he could have possibly been Brother Ting’s father and had abandoned him, her heart ached even more.

Why hadn’t she come to find Brother Ting earlier?

She should have come just a tad earlier when the master had not disappeared yet.

Gu Li felt more regret the more she thought about it. Unconsciously, she bit her lip until it bled.

“What happened?”

Seeing her eyes welling up with tears, probably feeling heartache, Mo Shiting couldn’t help but curl his lips, smiling as he gently smoothed her beautiful brows with his thumb.

Moving his gaze down, he noticed that she was biting her lip till it bled, which concerned him even more. “Open your mouth.”

“Ah?”

Like a conditioned reflex, Gu Li opened her mouth into an 0 shape. Upon realizing, she thought she was being silly, and hit him annoyedly. “Why’d you suddenly ask me to open my mouth? You scared me.”

“Who made you bite your lip till it bled?”

Mo Shiting said while lifting her chin to carefully inspect her cherry-like, beautiful lips.

Fortunately, it wasn’t too serious.

“You can’t bite yourself again next time.”

He commanded dominantly.

Gu Li laughed and retorted, “If I don’t bite myself, should I bite you then?”

Mo Shiting: “Alright, you’re welcome to bite me anytime.”

Gu Li:

Did he mean it?

Both of them tacitly refrained from mentioning Mo Xinghe, continuing to look through the books in the secret chamber.

The most precious thing was that Mo Xinghe had left many handwritten notes, which accumulated his hard work over more than ten years.

He was indeed a great architectural master.

After exploring many of his early creations and models, Gu Li was even more convinced that he was her master.

Because her master also loved architectural design. Though he never mentioned this, he secretly taught her during the time when her father forbade her from studying architectural design.

One could say that almost all of Gu Li’s professional reserves came from her master.

In the blink of an eye, the morning passed and it was already noon.

Old Master Mo sent Uncle Guan to invite them back to the main house for lunch.

Gu Li responded cheerfully with a “yes”, then turned to Mo Shiting with a reluctant look on her face. “Brother Ting, I want to continue reading. What if I just stay here for the next few days?”

She originally thought that Mo Shiting would refuse, but to her surprise, he nodded. “Sure!”

Sure?

He agreed so easily?

Gu Li was taken by surprise and saw him striding out of the secret room.

“Wait for me.”

Not wanting to be left behind, Gu Li quickly followed.

They returned to the main house in a few minutes, riding in a sightseeing car driven by Uncle Guan.

The elderly lady had already left, and Old Master Mo was sitting at the head of the long table, waiting for them.

“Grandpa!”

Gu Li hopped over, calls out sweetly.

“Yo, Little Pear is here. Sit, sit, sit next to me.”

Old Master Mo greeted warmly, completely ignoring Mo Shiting who was standing with Gu Li.

Mo Shiting seemed accustomed to his grandfather’s double standards and silently sat down in the empty seat next to Gu Li.

Seeing another pair of bowls and chopsticks across the table, he frowned, “Who else is coming?”