Chapter 3 (1/2)

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Gu Li pouted and asked spitefully.

The man glanced at her slightly. “You can give it try.”

Gu Li: “…”

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That night, Mo Shiting got someone to send Gu Li back to his private villa, Lantian Bihai, while he went to Old Master Mo’s ward.

When he reached the door of the ward, he was stopped by Old Master Mo’s butler, Uncle Guan. “Young Master, it’s already very late. You should go back and rest earlier. Things will be fine with me being around.”

With one hand in his pocket, Mo Shiting looked around the room indifferently. A few seconds later, he said meaningfully, “Then I’ll be heading back first. Please help me to tell grandfather not to overdo it.”

After he finished speaking, he strode away, ignoring the stunned expression on Uncle Guan’s face.

The moment he left, Uncle Guan immediately locked the door and walked nervously to the bed.

Old Master Mo, who was lying on the bed and pretending to be sick, hurriedly got up and asked in disbelief, “What does that little brat mean? He knew that I was pretending to be sick?”

Uncle Guan said, “Probably.”

“Then… aren’t my efforts all gone to waste?”

Mo Shaoyuan couldn’t accept it, and he felt that a few strands of his hair had turned white again.

Two months ago, he had fallen and gotten injured in the mountains. He was in a critical situation, and Gu Li just happened to save him.

Gu Li was cheerful, warm, kind, and she had this charm that could melt all the ice and snow. Such a wonderful girl was exactly what the cold and lonely Mo Shiting needed.

He had long wanted to pair the two of them together, but before he could put it into action, the girl had already done such a shocking thing.

Although he didn’t know her motive for doing that, she was still the granddaughter-in-law that he was pleased with, so he had to support her no matter what.

Thus, he decided to pretend to be sick and force Mo Shiting to admit to this marriage. However, he had never expected his trick to be seen through.

Why is this rascal so smart?

The more Mo Shaoyuan thought about it, the more he disliked his only grandson.

Seeing this, Uncle Guan smiled. “I think your plan has indeed worked. Think about it, didn’t Young Master not expose you? He even acknowledged Miss Gu’s identity. He probably already understood that you want to pass the power over to him as soon as possible, so he cooperated with you.”

Hearing his analysis, Old Master Mo finally got over it. “what you said makes a lot of sense. How long more do I have to stay here for?”

Uncle Guan rubbed his head. “A week?”