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Chapter 25 - 25 Mo Shiting bought me a car? Sure it’s not a bicycle? !
Chapter 25 - 25 Mo Shiting bought me a car? Sure it’s not a bicycle? !
Chapter 25: Chapter 25 Mo Shiting bought me a car? Sure it’s not a bicycle? !
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Just as Gu Li finished speaking, Old Master Mo’s smiling mouth tightened abruptly.
Realising she might have touched on a sensitive topic, Gu Li quickly said, “I’m sorry, Grandfather. I was just curious. If it’s not appropriate to ask, I won’t ask.”
“No problem.”
Old Master Mo softly responded. As he was about to speak again, the cheerful shout of Song Yunque came in, “Grandfather Mo??? ”
“Grandfather Mo, I’m here.”
Song Yunque entered, shouting and striding in with vigor. His energy did much to dispel the tense atmosphere in the hall.
“Oh, Yunque is here.”
Seeing him, Mo Shaoyuan smiled warmly and didn’t continue with the previous topic.
Of course, Gu Li didn’t 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 Li’s 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:”???”
What’s going on?
Mo Shaoyuan was also startled by Song Yunque’s odd behavior.
Right as he was about to scold Song, he heard him shrieking: “Wow, what an honor! I finally get to meet the Goddess in person!”
Goddess?
Is he calling her?
Gu Li hurriedly stood up and pulled her hand back. “You must have mistaken me for someone else.”
“No, no mistake. Goddess, or, uh… Sister-in-law. Can I have your autograph? I am Song Yunque, I’ve called you before.”
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. “You’ve got the wrong person, I’m not a celebrity.”
Song Yunque said with a smile: “I know, you’re ‘A Sweet Pear’. Goddess, I’m your loyal fan. I’m the user ‘The Dude Who Lacks Nothing’ who always tops the donation leaderboard.”
“Ah? So, you’re him…”
Gu Li was beyond surprised.
“Yes, it’s me, it’s me.”
Song Yunque nodded again and again, his handsome face brimming with joy. His excitement made him look like an enthusiastic fanboy.
“Quickly, Goddess, sign for me. I need a TO autograph.”
“Alright, then I’m signing this, okay.”
“Uh-huh.”
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 won’t do; he can’t let them continue talking.
With that thought, he cleared his throat.”Yunque, where’s the sports car?”
“Oh, right!”
Only then did Song Yunque remember the real reason he was there. He proudly presented a set of car keys. “Sister-in-law, Brother Mo bought you a limited edition Ferrari. Here are the keys. Do you want to take a look?”
Seeing his assist, Mo Shaoyuan’s stern face finally relaxed a bit.
Maybe he was worrying over nothing!
It was all Mo Shiting’s fault! His wife was so fantastic. If he doesn’t 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 couldn’t believe it, so she kept asking, “Mo Shiting bought me a car?
Are you sure you’re not lying to me? It’s a sports car, not a bicycle, right? Is this for real?”