Chapter 23 - 23: Grandiose Pampering of Gu Li 1

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“Alright, off you go.”

As he presumed that things were going swimmingly between Little Pear, Grandfather Mo’s gaze on him had softened considerably.

Mo Shiting bowed slightly, walked a few steps, then turned back to warn: “She didn’t get enough sleep last night, give her some more time.”

“Got it, get going then.”

Grandfather Mo waved him off, looking a tad irritated.

Did he come off as harsh?

Little Pear can sleep as long as she wants, he had no intentions of disturbing her.

Hmph!

“Is there anyone there?”

“Help???? ”

“Mo Shiting??? ”

Giving up on calls for aid after her voice grew hoarse without any response from outside, Gu Li had no other option but to try and save herself.

Of course, she had no idea that the only one who could have really saved her, Grandfather Mo, had just left, tricked by Mo Shiting’s clever redirection.

In an attempt to break free from her bindings, she flopped around the bed like a round worm.

Unfortunately, the knot tied by someone was too secure and with both her hands covered under the quilt, no amount of squirming seemed to help.

In the end, she gave up and carefully climbed down from the bed, her feet together, and began hopping towards the door.

Passing by the restroom, she suddenly remembered that Mo Shiting had drawn on her face. She hastened to hop in to look in the mirror.

She was dismayed by the sight that caught her reflection.

Dead Mo Shiting, how could he make her look so hideous? How was she supposed to face others?

She couldn’t even dare to leave in this dreadful state!

Back in the main house, Old Master Mo instructed Uncle Guan, “Notify the kitchen to prepare more dishes that Gu Li prefers and some tonic. She is too thin, we need to nourish her.”

“Of course, Master.”

Uncle Guan responded with a smile.

He had been present the whole time.

He hadn’t expected such quick progress between the young master and young madam, and he was genuinely happy for them.

After Uncle Guan excused himself, Grandfather Mo called over Maid Auntie Liang, smiling amicably said: “Go and buy a few more sets of clothes for the young madam to have ready when she wakes up.”

“Yes, Master. I’ll get to it straight away.”

Auntie Liang departed hastily.

Even after arranging for Gu Li’s clothes and meals, Grandfather Mo still felt it was insufficient. Thinking a while, he decided to call Yunque.

Yunque, drowsy from his sleep, was abruptly awoken by the sudden phone ring. Irritated, he murmured,

“Who might this be? Disturbing people so early in the morning!”

He had planned on giving a mouthful to whoever it was, yet seeing Grandfather Mo’s incoming call, his face immediately brightened, “Morning, Grandfather Mo! What might your business with me be this early? Hehe…”

“Look at your dazed state. Still haven’t risen, have you? Young man, this is unacceptable!”

Old Master Mo couldn’t help but give a little lecture.

With grievances in his heart, Yunque could only reluctantly agree with a visibly forced grin.

Luckily, Grandfather Mo did not lecture him for long before switching topics: “Right now, go buy a car and send it to the old house for Gu Li.”

The moment Yunque heard the request to buy a car for Gu Li, his spirits soared: “Are you saying, Fourth Sister is at the Old House?”

“Right! Now get moving, don’t dilly-dally.”

“Is there a budget?”

Gleefully jumping out of the bed, Yunque quickly added.

“Who needs a budget? Just buy what you think is right. The sky’s the limit! Remember, it will be charged to Mo Shiting.”

“Alright, alright.”

Yunque nodded hastily.

After hanging up the call, he whistled a tune as he entered the restroom.

He was anxious to the core, it would be his first time encountering a ‘god’ in person.

No way, he had to look impressive!

“Is anyone coming to rescue me???? ”

“I am hungry.”

Gu Li collasped onto the sofa, calling out in a weak, breathless plea.

She hadn’t eaten anything since noon the day before, which meant she’d already been starving for nearly 24 hours and is about to starve to death.

Mo Shiting, you bastard, once I free myself, I will surely make you pay….n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om