"Ridiculous," Grandpa Mo spoke up, somewhat dissatisfied, "Can’t she go if she’s not wearing a long dress? How is this dress disrespectful? Go on!"
Mo Shu was somewhat reluctant. "Grandpa, you don’t know, Aunt Yu likes girls who wear long dresses. You say she already dislikes me. If I go dressed in a way she doesn’t like, won’t she dislike me even more?"
Yu Siqiao noticed her choice of words: Aunt Yu.
His heart inexplicably felt even more blocked.
She hadn’t called her that before.
Now even the way she addressed her had become so distant.
This woman was really... becoming more and more irritating!
Hearing this, Grandpa Mo snorted, "She has disliked you for more than a day or two. If she has set her heart on disliking you, whatever you wear will be pointless."
Yu Siqiao, with a stern face, pulled her hand, "Let’s go."
Mo Shu was extremely unwilling but still forced herself to follow him out.
Once outside the company, Yu Siqiao, with a gloomy expression, said, "Haven’t I told you not to wear high heels?"
Today she had not only worn them again, but had chosen such tall ones!
Mo Shu sneered lightly, "I’ve been wearing high heels since I was twelve and have never fallen once. Don’t worry, I won’t kill this little thing."
Yu Siqiao was choked up by her words, his face changing colors, feeling inexplicably suffocated inside. "This is your child too!"
Why was it that with each passing day, he seemed to be the only one worrying?
Mo Shu, with a look of disdain, pursed her lips and walked ahead.
Yu Siqiao was flamboyantly ignored, and his anger flared up even more; he ground his teeth and hurriedly followed her.
Yu Siqiao’s driver had been waiting on the side of the road and opened the car door when he saw Yu Siqiao approaching.
Meanwhile, Ji Nan, at Mo Shu’s side, said, "The car is on its way, arriving in thirty seconds."
Hearing this, Yu Siqiao paused in the midst of getting into the car, his face darkening as he demanded, "What, are you planning to drive yourself there?"
Mo Shu’s eyebrows twitched as she looked at him. "What do you mean?"
Hadn’t it always been ?
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There was once when Mo Shu eagerly followed him into the car and was cruelly mocked and ordered out in front of many people, completely losing face.
Now, what was he implying?
Yu Siqiao’s face grew darker as he insisted angrily, "I’ve personally come to pick you up, and you still want to drive yourself there? What, do you have to show off your limited edition Rolls Royce?"
Mo Shu laughed in irritation, "That’s my prerogative!"
Yu Siqiao, leaving no room for discussion, ordered sharply, "Get in!"
Mo Shu really couldn’t be bothered with him and, seeing her car arrive, walked toward it.
Yu Siqiao’s face was as black as coal as he quickly stepped forward, took her hand without a word, and led her forward.
"What are you doing! Let go!"
However, Yu Siqiao seemed intent on stubborn resistance and firmly held her hand, ignoring her struggles as he scooped her up and placed her in the back seat of the car.
Mo Shu screamed in fright, "Have you gone mad? I’m pregnant!"
Yu Siqiao got in the car with a sullen face and commanded, "Considering how energetic you are, this little thing must be stronger than I thought. Drive!"
"My bodyguard hasn’t gotten in the car yet!"
"There’s no room!" Yu Siqiao barked, "And your bodyguard can’t even beat me, how can she protect you?"
"If she doesn’t protect me, do you?"
Yu Siqiao felt as if something had touched his heart, glanced at her, and said, "As long as you behave, for the sake of the child, I will protect you well!"