Be a Good Boy and Marry Me

Chapter 20: Chapter 20: Did We Wrong Her?_l

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The girl’s clear tears drop by drop on the mat. Upon seeing this, Mo Shiting felt an inexplicable suffocation that he couldn’t shake off.

He simply turned his face away, “Don’t get up before dawn.”

After coldly leaving these words, without even giving her a glance, he strode quickly away, an angry look on his face.

As the man left, the spacious ancestral hall suddenly seemed particularly desolate.

Gu Li sniffled, wiping her tears with the back of her hand.

Before, she had been punished by Master to kneel, but every time Master looked away, she would seize the opportunity to slack off.

However, this time, perhaps she was genuinely heartbroken. She didn’t even have the energy to slack off; instead, she kneeled upright, looking from afar like a senseless statue.

Stepping out of the ancestral hall gate, Mo Shiting was even more irritable.

At this time, the head bodyguard Rong Hu stepped forward, respectfully reporting: “Young Master, Old Master Mo came by. I didn’t let him in.”

“I see.”

Mo Shiting nodded, “Did he say anything?”

“This…”

Rong Hu hesitated for a moment, then chose to tell him the main point, “He said if you keep doing this, you might end up losing your wife, and remain single for the rest of your life!”

Upon hearing this, Mo Shiting’s handsome face completely chilled down: “Keep an eye on her. If anything goes wrong, you will be held responsible.”

“Yes!”

Mo Shiting did not go to find Old Master Mo, but went straight back to his residence in the old house.

It was a standalone villa, with some distance from the main house where Old Master Mo lived.

After showering, the gloom in his heart still hadn’t lifted.

Mo Shiting’s gaze flashed, so he simply called Xia Xianghuai, who had returned to M Country, asking him to arrange a virtual meeting with the executives of M country company.

By the time the meeting ended, it was already 1 am.

A storm was raging outside, causing restlessness.

Mo Shiting picked up his cell phone on the table, and saw a missed call from Song Yunque that was made after eleven o’clock.

There was also an unread text message: “Fourth Brother, I am so angry! That Qiu Yuxin actually dared to harm your wife, it’s clear she doesn’t respect you at all!”contemporary romance

Mo Shiting furrowed his brows, then called him back.

The phone was picked up after two rings, “Fourth Brother, did you see my message? I didn’t expect that my favorite artist, “A Sweet Pear”, is actually your wife, it’s such a coincidence!”

“What do you mean by A Sweet Pear’?”

Mo. Comrade. Shiting was completely clueless.

“This is your wife’s ID on C Station, let me tell you…”

Knowing that he had a 2G network, Song Yunque rushed to fill him in, telling him all about Gu Li’s “great achievements”, including how she angered fans by not delivering the final chapter of her manga and got blasted on the hot search rankings.

After quickly finishing his story, Mo Shiting said, “Get to the point.”

“Ah? These are not the main points?”

Song Yunque was a bit stunned, then facepalmed, “Oh, I got confused. I was forgetting the main thing. The thing is, your wife went to be a mentor on the show “Charming Female Stars” under her identity as a renowned manga artist, but just half an hour before the recording started, she was replaced by Qiu Yuxin. Ah! I’m so angry! Why did I only receive the news tonight? If I had known earlier, I definitely wouldn’t have———– ”

“Alright, I get it.”

Unable to endure his rant any longer, Mo Shiting hung up the phone coldly, gripping it tightly in his hand.

So, she didn’t go to participate in a beauty contest, but to be a mentor under the identity of a famous manga artist, and in the end, she didn’t even attend the recording…

“Boom ”

A loud thunder suddenly came from the sky. As he realized a certain possibility, Mo Shiting abruptly stood up and quickly strode out.

Upon reaching the ancestral hall in the pouring rain, Rong Hu, who was guarding the door, looked slightly surprised, “Young Master?”

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