The new wedding dress design was extrely gorgeous, shimring with a skirt full of diamonds; just by looking at it, one could tell it was worth a fortune.
Yet Mo Shu only took one glance before saying, "It’s pretty."
The creator of the wedding dress was a French designer who had co all this way just to have her try on the dress, and didn’t expect to hear such a comnt. The smile on his face stiffened for a mont as he asked in broken Chinese, "Won’t you try it on?"
With a smile, Mo Shu replied, "Let’s just leave it for now. There’s no rush."
After saying that, she turned around and said to Ji Nan, "Give your phone, I’ll call Mrs. Fei out."
Ji Nan didn’t dare to delay, glancing at those with the stiff expressions and simply nodded.
...
Young Master Yu was at a boxing gym when he received Xing ngzheng’s call.
"Young Master Yu, you’ve got a call!"
Three big n he had been pumling were miserable; upon hearing Yu Chen’s shout, they felt as if they had been granted amnesty.
Yu Siqiao pulled back his fists and stopped, sweat drenching his body.
He took off his gloves and tossed them aside. Seeing the caller ID, his lips pressed tightly together.
He swiftly picked up, "Mom."
On the other side, Xing ngzheng seed to be at a gathering, sounding quite lively, "Did you have a fight with Shushu?"
Yu Siqiao grabbed a towel and wiped off so sweat, his voice deep as he said, "No."
"You say no, yet you haven’t even tried on the wedding gown. You left the designer there, ignored. He even called for help!" Xing ngzheng sounded frustrated as if lanting his stubbornness, "You, you; don’t think I don’t know. It must have been you getting angry at her again! Look at you, when will you change that temper of yours? Shushu is your fiancée. Can’t you speak a bit more pleasantly? Why be so harsh?"
Yu Siqiao remained silent.
Xing ngzheng continued, "It’s only because her temper has improved, and because she likes you, that she tolerates so much from you. Otherwise, let’s not ntion anything else, just your daily ranting alone; who could stand that?"
Yu Siqiao couldn’t help but retort, "Do you really think she likes ?"
"Of course she likes you. Why else would she have chased you for so long? Even a girl with thick skin has her limits. You need to take the initiative!"
Listening to this, Yu Siqiao thought to himself that she had no idea what had happened between them.
But eventually, all Yu Siqiao did was respond with an "I understand."
After hanging up, Yu Chen passed him a bottle of water and asked, "Young Master Yu, shall we head back now?"
Yu Siqiao gave him a look, "Head back where?"
After gulping down the water, he tossed the bottle back, "Hell no."
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This was the first ti Mo Shu had asked anyone out, apart from Gu Wenjuan.
Xiao Yuan was also unexpected that Mo Shu would actually ask to et her, and she was particularly surprised upon arrival.
Mo Shu still carried herself with an air of superiority, sitting elegantly at a coffee table. She picked up a beautifully delicate cup of coffee and sipped it leisurely.
Every gesture, every move, was tinged with arrogance and nobility.
She hadn’t changed at all in that regard.
What was different, though, was that Mo Shu looked up and gave her a slight smile.
This surprised Xiao Yuan imnsely.
After all, Princess Mo was always the one being smiled at by others; when did she ever smile at soone?
Lately, there had been talk that Mo Shu had changed quite a lot after her engagent, and it seed to be true.
Walking over, Xiao Yuan sat across from her, curiosity getting the better of her, "Can you drink coffee while pregnant?"
Mo Shu set the cup down and chuckled lightly, "It’s not coffee. It’s a drink prepared by a traditional Chinese dicine practitioner."
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