Mo Shu felt a sudden stir in her chest and unconsciously avoided his hand.
Faced with his intense gaze, she found herself unable to bear it for a moment.
Dodging his eyes, Mo Shu turned and walked away, "Who’s jealous? You’re imagining things!"
Yu Siqiao watched her reaction and followed her, persistently asking, "If you’re not jealous, then why do you care so much about Gu Wenjuan?"
"It’s none of your business!" Mo Shu didn’t even turn her head back, "You promised me last night, and you have to keep your promise!"
Yu Siqiao chuckled softly, quickly signaling to Yu Chen with a look.
Yu Chen took the cue and quickly went to carry out the task.
Mo Shu returned to the room, washed up, and tried to take a nap, but unusually lay in bed without a hint of sleepiness.
Yu Siqiao was a bit busy today and didn’t usually take naps either. He let someone inform Mo Shu before he went off to attend to his own work.
Looking at the ceiling, Mo Shu asked Sao Zha, "Once I’ve completed the mission and left this world, will they still remember me?"
Sao Zha: [Maybe, but their memories will be very vague, since people always live in the present.]
Mo Shu unconsciously touched her lower abdomen, "What if my child survives?"
Sao Zha: [Uhm, I’m not sure about that, I’m just a simple and cute little system AI, I don’t understand!]
Mo Shu: "...Useless!"
Unable to sleep, Mo Shu lay in bed, her mind racing with thoughts. Finally, drowsiness began to overwhelm her, but it felt like she barely slept before she sensed a movement beside her and was jolted awake.
Opening her eyes, she immediately saw Yu Siqiao stealthily climbing up to her. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on NoveIꜰire.net
Yu Siqiao saw she was awake, leaned over to kiss her face, "Waking up so easily? Sleep a little more."
Mo Shu looked at him for a while, then suddenly thought of Gu Wenjuan again.
She pushed him away and turned over, closing her eyes again.
So did she wake up, or not?
Yu Siqiao then crawled over and lay down beside her.
Yet Mo Shu couldn’t fall back asleep no matter what, lying with her eyes open, her back to him, staring blankly ahead.
After an unknown amount of time, Mo Shu felt her waist tighten as an arm pressed down on her, followed by a warm body covering her from behind.
Yu Siqiao nuzzled her neck, leaning close to inhale her scent.
Mo Shu felt ticklish and instinctively shrank her neck.
But Yu Siqiao leaned in closer, saying, "My mother just called me."
Mo Shu paused slightly.
"The wedding dress she ordered for you has arrived, and so has my suit. We’ll take pictures tomorrow, to use as welcome images for our wedding," Yu Siqiao’s voice was very low, light, right by her ear, but it seemed distant, "I just took a glance, it’s very suitable for you."
Mo Shu felt like she was in a half-dream state, vaguely bewildered. She closed her eyes and didn’t respond.
Seeing that she didn’t answer, Yu Siqiao said, "We’ll go take a look in a bit, try it on to see if any adjustments are needed."
Mo Shu opened her eyes again, asking, "When was the wedding dress ordered?"
Yu Siqiao replied, "Last week."
"My mother ordered it."
In other words, it was his selection of the designer, and Ms. Xing Mengzheng finalized the style.
Yu Siqiao was quite pleased with the style, lightly rubbing her hair, "It was made to measure for you, you’ll definitely be the most beautiful bride."
Mo Shu was silent for a moment, then placed her hand over the back of his, softly speaking, "Talk to your mother, let’s put the wedding on hold for now."