In their hearts, they thought Gu Yixuan was simply the epitome of a perfect man. He was so good to Miss Mo, who else in this world could possibly do what he does?
Mo Ran glanced at the three of them, and suddenly, she envisioned a scene of four people walking down the street.
One would surely be carrying luggage and trailing behind, another would offer her support, while one would clear the path in front, making it seem like a mafia boss’s grand entrance, scary enough not just to terrify others, but to scare her to death as well.
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Gu Yixuan was being too strict with her, and Mo Ran suddenly felt annoyed. She said indifferently, "Forget it, you guys go ahead and buy it, I won’t be going."
She was human, after all, not a gorilla to be gawked at by onlookers!
"But, didn’t you want to go and buy it yourself?" Granny asked in confusion.
Mo Ran, without turning her head, replied, "I’m tired and want to go upstairs to rest."
Back in her room, she walked dejectedly to the window, her mood was foul. Gu Yixuan’s concern for her really was too much—she could hardly stand it.
No, she had to clear the air with him once he returned.
After Granny and the others returned with the groceries, Mo Ran did not cook for Gu Yixuan—she wasn’t in the mood anymore.
That afternoon, after Gu Yixuan had eaten and returned, she followed him upstairs into his study.
Just as she was about to speak, Gu Yixuan in front of her suddenly turned around and embraced her tightly.
"Are you angry with me?" he asked.
Today, during the meal, her expression was indifferent, and she hardly spoke to him. He knew she was angry.
Mo Ran pushed against his chest and looked at him, "If you’re so smart, you should know why I’m angry."
Gu Yixuan still held her waist, with no intention of letting go.
He smiled and said, "Is it because I won’t let you go out alone? Actually, it’s nothing. You should learn to adapt. You don’t know, many wealthy ladies have two nannies follow them when they go out. Your status is more distinguished than theirs, so shouldn’t you have a couple of people by your side?"
"But I’m not used to that kind of life. They are them, and I am me." Besides, she had never considered herself more distinguished than anyone else.
"No one is used to it at the beginning. Once you learn to enjoy it, you’ll get used to it. You, you are just too stubborn, too independent, never knowing how to treat yourself better."