Yu Siqiao’s heart turned cold.
This wretched woman, not only does she seduce men, but she doesn’t even spare women?!
Yu Siqiao’s face darkened.
Glancing sideways at Mo Shu, Yu Siqiao disastrously found that this wretched woman hadn’t even looked at him once.
It was as if she had completely treated him as if he was invisible!
How could she completely ignore his presence when he’s right here, so large and alive?
Yu Siqiao felt even more stifled, to the point where even the movements of eating his breakfast became involuntarily rougher.
Mo Shu, having her breakfast, didn’t need to look to feel the gloom of the man beside her.
What’s with him first thing in the morning, did he eat gunpowder?
Suddenly, a hand brought a glass of milk to her.
Mo Shu looked up, gave him a glance, then picked up the milk and drained it.
The tightness in Yu Siqiao’s chest cleared out a bit.
Looks like she’s not completely blind after all.
Having finished breakfast, Qin An took out the essential oils she had prepared for Mo Shu and rambled on for quite a while, yet Mo Shu listened patiently. After Qin An finished, Mo Shu smiled brightly, "Thank you."
Qin An’s face turned red, and she became flustered, "You’re welcome. Have fun playing."
Yu Siqiao could no longer hold back, stepped forward, grabbed Mo Shu’s hand and said coldly, "Let’s go!" ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by novel⦿fire.net
Pulled slightly off balance, Mo Shu raised her head to see the thinly veiled anger in Yu Siqiao’s eyes.
She hadn’t provoked him today, had she?
This damned man, absolutely baffling!
Before boarding the plane, Mo Shu had Ji Nan send over last week’s financial statements.
After boarding the plane, Mo Shu sat on the fixed sofa, flipping through the encouraging figures, a smile spread across her lips.
But before she could finish, a hand pressed down on hers, stopping her from turning the page.
Yu Siqiao still didn’t look too pleased, "Why are you reading on the plane? You’ll get dizzy later."
"None of your business," Mo Shu pushed his hand away, "Just mind yourself. It’s so boring on the plane, and it’s still a long time before we get there."
"At most it’s an hour. The plane will land directly at the manor’s airstrip, and you can play as soon as you get off," Yu Siqiao persisted, his voice growing lower as he suddenly recalled the little tricks those silly netizens had shared, "Be good, listen."
Where had this damnable man learned these words?
Seeing it actually worked, a flash of brightness crossed Yu Siqiao’s eyes. He took the opportunity to pull the papers out from her hands, "Look at them tonight."
He then handed the papers over to Yu Chen.
Yu Chen, in turn, passed them to Ji Nan.
Mo Shu cast a strange glance at Yu Siqiao, then quickly looked away.
Yu Siqiao opened a film for her, one recommended by netizens as one of the ten classic movies every girl supposedly loves: "Gone with the Wind."
The LCD screen was large and of excellent quality; soon, an epic classic war romance movie began.
Mo Shu had seen this movie before, and it had pained her heart at the time.
Seeing Yu Siqiao actually open this movie now, she felt even weirder about it, casting him a strange look, "I didn’t expect you to kind of film."
Yu Siqiao, expressionless, "I heard it’s a classic, have you seen it?"
"Well, it’s good, but I don’t like the main female character, but I do like the male lead," Mo Shu said as she watched the noble ladies on the screen, suddenly adding, "Speaking of which, the male lead is quite similar to you."