Mr. Mo?
This title is rather fresh.
Mo Siyu watched as the person hurried towards her, as if certain he would rescue her.
"It's really great." Tang Yue quickly hid behind Mo Siyu, panting heavily, her cheeks flushed. At this mont, she hadn't realized that her way of addressing him had given sothing away.
"How dare a few guys bully this young lady?" Mo Siyu raised his voice a few notches. Without waiting for those rowdy boys to speak up, Mo Siyu had already taken action.
If it hadn't been for him taking a shortcut ho by chance, who knows what would have happened to Tang Yue.
Mo Siyu was extrely precise in his moves, inflicting intense pain but not threatening their lives.
"It hurts to death."
"Spare us, we just wanted to snatch so money to spend."
"Exactly, my hand is about to break."
The rowdy boys no longer had their previous bravado and were now lying on the ground, wailing loudly.
"If you're capable of working, then do it honestly and don't think about extorting others," warned Mo Siyu coldly. "If there's a next ti, I won't be polite."
"Yes, yes, we won't dare to do it again."
"We truly won't dare again."
Mo Siyu gave them a cold look and said, "Scram."
"Yes, we are scramming right now."
Those guys scrambled away incredibly fast, disappearing in an instant.
"So aweso." Tang Yue was virtually stunned; there were four of them, but in front of Mo Siyu, they were just like children.
His skills were really impressive.
Tang Yue was muttering in her heart, and when a dark shadow appeared before her eyes, his tall figure stood in front of her. She instinctively looked up to see his resolute chin and handso features, his eyes dark and bright, carrying a silent majesty.
Tang Yue couldn't help but step back, instinctively straightening her back and said, "Thank you."
"Not calling Mr. Mo anymore?" Mo Siyu teased.
"..."
Tang Yue belatedly realized what she had let slip, her eyes flicking around, and quickly responded, "Little uncle said you were driving, but as your business grows bigger, isn't it appropriate to address you as Mr. Mo?"
"I've heard that business people are often referred to as 'Mr. this' and 'Mr. that,'" Tang Yue added.
Tang Yue's eyes were bright, her gentle smile revealing the dimples on her cheeks.
"You seed to recognize the first ti you saw ," Mo Siyu observed Tang Yue with a penetrating gaze.
In Qianjin Village, he had seen her twice; the first ti was by the riverbank, she was in the river. When she saw him, there was shock, disbelief, gratitude, and joy in her eyes, as if she had known him before.
The second ti he saw her, she was about to fall from a high place.
The emotions in her eyes told him this wasn't their first encounter.
"How could that be." Tang Yue instinctively denied it, feeling guilty. She cast her eyes downward, afraid Mo Siyu would discover sothing.
"Then why don't you dare to look at ?" Mo Siyu deliberately said so.
Tang Yue instinctively lifted her head, as if to prove sothing.
Mo Siyu's eyes deepened, changing the subject, "By the way, I am classmates with Tang Mingli, so you can also call little uncle. You must not call Mr. Mo again."
"Oh." Tang Yue responded, but the words 'little uncle' just couldn't be uttered.
In front of Mo Siyu, her heart was filled with nothing but gratitude.
"What's the matter, I saved you, and you don't even want to call out to ?" Mo Siyu's voice pitched higher.
Tang Yue awkwardly called out, "Uncle."
"It's getting late; I need to go back to school," said Tang Yue, and after that, she left swiftly as if she was flying.
Mo Siyu: "..."
Am I really that scary?
Tang Yue hurried back to school, her heart pounding, and finally let out a sigh of relief. Standing in front of Mo Siyu always reminded her of the unsmiling Mr. Mo from her previous life.
Compared to Mo Siyu from her past life, the current Mo Siyu's smile could truly change the colors of the heavens and the earth.
If she rembered correctly, it would be in these coming years that Mo Siyu's mother would encounter trouble.
How could she save Mrs. Mo?
She needed to et Mrs. Mo first.
But where does the Mo Family live, and how would she et them?
Wangjiang County is neither too big nor too small; she had never seen Mrs. Mo before. If she directly told Mo Siyu that she wanted to visit his ho, would he suspect her of having ulterior motives?
She just wanted to repay her debt of gratitude secretly, without any other intentions. After all, Mo Siyu would be a billionaire magnate in the future, and she was just an ordinary citizen; it was better not to stir up trouble.
Although she had wanted to marry him at the mont of her death in her previous life, after really being reborn, Tang Yue felt that such a thought was too extravagant.
As Tang Yue pondered all the way, she returned to an empty dorm room. She took her al box to the cafeteria for food and bumped into Xu Zhenzhen.
Xu Zhenzhen asked, "What does your uncle do in the county?"
"He works as a waiter at a restaurant," Tang Yue ntioned casually.
"A waiter?" Xu Zhenzhen looked down on such a job; put nicely, he was a waiter, but bluntly, wasn't he just a plate-carrier?
Xu Zhenzhen lost interest and turned to chat with her new friend, Tian Tian.
With the library not yet open since school had just started, Tang Yue could only go back to the dorm. After taking a shower, she lay in bed thinking of ho, her parents, Xiao Jun, and her future.
Elsewhere.
Tang Mingli took Tang Yue's words to heart and started to inquire discreetly. But the more he inquired, the more alard he beca.
Previously, he thought Wang Gui had taken a liking to him, considering it a good thing and was trying to give him a hand. He kept it to himself and didn't share the news, but upon inquiring, he felt a chill run down his spine.
The Mo Family.
Not far from the back gate of No. 1 Middle School, Mrs. Mo hurried to see Mo Siyu returning and said, "Siyu, you hardly ever have a few days off; how do you like the girl I've set you up with?"
"Mom, I don't want to get married right now," Mo Siyu dismissed casually.
Mrs. Mo instantly disagreed, "You're already twenty-two, at your age, people have kids who can even fetch soy sauce. You're still not married; when can I have a grandson?"
Mrs. Mo had a gentle appearance, and much of Mo Siyu's good looks were inherited from her.
"Mom, I'm on the road driving most of the year, rarely coming ho. If I really brought soone ho, wouldn't that be a misfortune for her?" Mo Siyu countered. Every year during the holidays, his mother would always try to set him up on blind dates, but he didn't want to get married.
"How can you say it would be misfortune for her?" Mrs. Mo disagreed, "Don't you often co back once for ten days or half a month?"
"..." Mo Siyu went out jogging to exercise, his ears constantly filled with Mrs. Mo's nagging about getting married, as if they would develop calluses.
Currently, all he wanted was to earn more money to give his mother a better life, not to find a wife. Besides, he didn't like won; they were too delicate, getting all tongue-tied around him.
Suddenly, the image of Tang Yue's clear and radiant face flashed across his mind; she was the first one who wasn't afraid of him.
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