"I know Big Brother Mo likes children; Biyu can give birth to several more for you. They will definitely be as adorable and good-looking as Chen Chen. Then I’ll live with them outside and not trouble you and Miss Luo."
Wen Biyu stepped forward, her eyes like deep pools of affection gazing at Mo Han, "I just hope Big Brother Mo can give a chance, an opportunity to choose the person I love."
"Can you?"
As she spoke, tears fell from Wen Biyu’s reddened eyes like pearls, dropping to the ground, each one striking Mo Han’s heart.
Mo Han was touched, but he also felt a twinge of sadness.
Wen Biyu could be said to be one of the most perfect won he had ever seen, born into one of the Four Great Families of Jiangling City, outstanding in looks, figure, and personality.
Even when compared with the young ladies of the major families in Dragon City and Feng City, Wen Biyu was not inferior.
To say he had no feelings for Wen Biyu would be a lie.
If he were single, he would have accepted Wen Biyu without hesitation, but he couldn’t!
He had Luo Ning, had Mo Xiaochen; as a husband and a father, he couldn’t let his wife and child get hurt, and he didn’t want to hurt Wen Biyu, either.
He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and after a full two minutes of silence, he slowly opened them and gently loosened the grip Wen Biyu had on his arm.
"Biyu, I’m sorry, I’m really not the one for you. Ning’er and Chen Chen are waiting for at ho, I need to go back."
"Why! Why won’t you even give a chance!!!"
Wen Biyu collapsed in an instant, her tears streaming down, sobbing silently, "Big Brother Mo, Biyu really likes you! I really, truly like you!"
"Miss Wen, there are many, many n more outstanding than in this world. I’m just soone who knows a bit of dicine and is slightly better than others in martial arts," Mo Han said with a sigh of resignation.
Ren Heng added, "If I rember correctly, you should be almost twenty-six this year, the most beautiful age in a woman’s life. You really shouldn’t waste your youth on soone like ."
"I’ve t with Old Master Wen a few tis and he is a wise and enlightened man. I believe he will surely find you a man thousands, even tens of thousands of tis better than ..."
Wen Biyu raised her head, her lips pouting in rebuttal, "Grandpa told long ago that my marriage is under my own control. No matter who I fall for, he won’t interfere! Besides..."
"Grandpa also encouraged to pursue my own happiness."
The last sentence, Wen Biyu said so softly that it was almost inaudible to anyone but herself.
Mo Han had excellent hearing and heard everything clearly. Although Wen Biyu hadn’t spelled it out, combining the fact that Old Master Wen had sent Wen Biyu to him and what she had said, he guessed to so extent that Old Master Wen had always wanted to bring him into the Wen Family.
This old man, how he has made suffer!
"Miss Wen, it’s not wrong to strive for your own happiness."
Mo Han earnestly advised, "But you also have to find the right direction. This way there’s a dead end, no more road. Walking this path towards will only lead to a bloody and bruised forehead..."
"I’m not afraid!"
Wen Biyu was like a stubborn child, insisting, "Even if I have to dig with my hands or smash with my head, I’m going to break through this wall!"
"Why are you doing this to yourself?"
Mo Han sighed and said, "Miss Wen, we really are not suitable for each other."
"You have to try on clothes to know if they fit, and shoes to know if they’re comfortable. How will we know we’re not suited without trying?"
Wen Biyu wiped her tears with the back of her hand, her voice firm, "Big Brother Mo, I know you like , it’s just the presence of Miss Luo that makes you suppress these feelings in your heart."
"It’s alright, Biyu is willing to wait."
Mo Han turned his head, a flicker of unease in his eyes. Indeed, he had grown sowhat fond of her during the ti they spent together.
It’s no wonder, for a woman as gentle, lovely, and elegant as Miss Wen, any man would be hard-pressed to resist, especially soone as youthful and vigorous as himself.
He turned around, shaking his head, "I’m sorry, Miss Wen, I can’t give you any hope. It wouldn’t be fair to either of us."
"My relationship with Ning’er is very good. There is absolutely no way I will do anything to wrong her!"
"I very much cherish the friendship with Miss Wen, so please don’t let this relationship be tarnished by anything else."
Mo Han’s tone was quite resolute, even a bit threatening. It was a necessary evil; if there were to be any entanglent with Wen Biyu, he wouldn’t know how to face Ning’er.
As expected, upon hearing that last sentence, Wen Biyu’s face went pale. Was Big Brother Mo issuing an ultimatum to her?
Big Brother Mo, how could you be so heartless!
After half a minute of silence, Wen Biyu suddenly smiled, "Big Brother Mo, you are really amazing. Despite my seducing you, you didn’t bite. Ning’er really found a good husband."
Huh? What’s this all about?
Mo Han was taken aback. Were all those words just now Miss Wen testing ?
That can’t be right, can it?
If it was a test, then Miss Wen’s acting was too convincing. She could go to the Beijing Film Academy and give lectures as a guest professor.
He looked at Wen Biyu, noting that although her eyes were red and swollen, a faint smile was playing on her lips.
Was she really acting?
He scratched his head and chuckled awkwardly, then waved his hand, "Uh, it’s getting late. I’m off to buy sothing."
With that, he turned to leave.
"Wait a mont!"
Wen Biyu suddenly called out to Mo Han, then threw herself into Mo Han’s arms, "Big Brother Mo, thank you."
"Thank you for being a part of my life..."
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