Chapter 25 - 25 Mo Shiting bought me a car? Sure it’s not a bicycle? !
Be a Good Boy and Marry Me
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Just as Gu Li finished speaking, Old Master Moâs smiling mouth tightened abruptly.
Realising she might have touched on a sensitive topic, Gu Li quickly said, âIâm sorry, Grandfather. I was just curious. If itâs not appropriate to ask, I wonât ask.â
âNo problem.â
Old Master Mo softly responded. As he was about to speak again, the cheerful shout of Song Yunque came in, âGrandfather Mo??? â
âGrandfather Mo, Iâm here.â
Song Yunque entered, shouting and striding in with vigor. His energy did much to dispel the tense atmosphere in the hall.
âOh, Yunque is here.â
Seeing him, Mo Shaoyuan smiled warmly and didnât continue with the previous topic.
Of course, Gu Li didnât feel it was appropriate to continue asking either.
She subconsciously turned her gaze to Song Yunque. The guy looked in his early twenties, fair-skinned, with nearly perfect facial features. Truly, he was a super attractive man. However, he looked oddly familiar. Has she met him somewhere before?
Gu Liâs eyes flickered as she tried hard to recall the memory. However, before she could figure it out, Song Yunque excitedly marched over, grabbed her wrists, and shook them repeatedly.
Gu Li:â???â
Whatâs going on?
Mo Shaoyuan was also startled by Song Yunqueâs odd behavior.
Right as he was about to scold Song, he heard him shrieking: âWow, what an honor! I finally get to meet the Goddess in person!â
Goddess?
Is he calling her?
Gu Li hurriedly stood up and pulled her hand back. âYou must have mistaken me for someone else.â
âNo, no mistake. Goddess, or, uh⦠Sister-in-law. Can I have your autograph? I am Song Yunque, Iâve called you before.â
As Song Yunque spoke, he tugged at the hem of his white T-shirt and somehow produced a permanent marker out of nowhere, handing it to Gu Li.
All Gu Li could do was facepalm. âYouâve got the wrong person, Iâm not a celebrity.â
Song Yunque said with a smile: âI know, youâre âA Sweet Pearâ. Goddess, Iâm your loyal fan. Iâm the user âThe Dude Who Lacks Nothingâ who always tops the donation leaderboard.â
âAh? So, youâre himâ¦â
Gu Li was beyond surprised.
âYes, itâs me, itâs me.â
Song Yunque nodded again and again, his handsome face brimming with joy. His excitement made him look like an enthusiastic fanboy.
âQuickly, Goddess, sign for me. I need a TO autograph.â
âAlright, then Iâm signing this, okay.â
âUh-huh.â
Unable to refuse the enthusiastic request, Gu Li took the pen from his hand, signed her name, and finished it off with a small heart.
Seeing this, Song Yunque was so happy he almost jumped.
He decided not to wash this shirt, instead, he was going to hang it up as a collectible.
Mo Shaoyuan stood nearby, watching their friendly interaction. A young man and woman, full of vigor and beauty, they looked quite compatible.
He suddenly felt a bit uneasy.
After all, if he were a girl, he might also favor a fun, cute guy like Song Yunque, while someone cold and unapproachable like Mo Shiting? He would probably give him a pass.
The more Old Master Mo thought about it, the more he believed that Mo Shiting had no chance.
This wonât do; he canât let them continue talking.
With that thought, he cleared his throat.âYunque, whereâs the sports car?â
âOh, right!â
Only then did Song Yunque remember the real reason he was there. He proudly presented a set of car keys. âSister-in-law, Brother Mo bought you a limited edition Ferrari. Here are the keys. Do you want to take a look?â
Seeing his assist, Mo Shaoyuanâs stern face finally relaxed a bit.
Maybe he was worrying over nothing!
It was all Mo Shitingâs fault! His wife was so fantastic. If he doesnât keep a close eye on her, who knows what might happen?
As for Gu Li, she was utterly shocked to hear that Mo Shiting had bought her a car.. She couldnât believe it, so she kept asking, âMo Shiting bought me a car?
Are you sure youâre not lying to me? Itâs a sports car, not a bicycle, right? Is this for real?ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om