Yu Siqiao felt the rage bubbling up inside him as he said, "Where are you?"
His voice was deep, cold, and low.
Mo Shu sensed his poor mood and said, "I’m eating, what’s up? Who pissed you off?"
Yu Siqiao didn’t answer, just glanced at the time and said, "Where are you? Send me your location."
"Ah, I don’t have time, I have company matters to resolve in the afternoon, and I’ve made plans for tonight. What’s wrong?"
Listening to her words, Yu Siqiao grew even more irate and said, "You sure are busy, huh? So busy, yet you still find time to have someone deliver lunch to me?"
"Lunch?" Mo Shu immediately picked up on Yu Siqiao’s anger, a foreboding feeling creeping into her heart, "What lunch? I didn’t send you lunch today."
"You didn’t send it," Yu Siqiao replied icily, "but Gu Wenjuan did, exactly like the ones you sent before."
Mo Shu’s heart skipped a beat.
Did he know? Had he figured it out?
Wait, but how did Gu Wenjuan find out?
Yu Siqiao asked, "Do you have anything to explain?"
Mo Shu’s heartbeat quickened, inexplicably feeling guilty, "I..."
Wait a second, what’s there to feel guilty about?
Mo Shu quickly composed herself and said, "Well, isn’t that a good thing? Besides, that dish was originally made by Gu Wenjuan."
Yu Siqiao’s face darkened, "A good thing? Say that again?" Googlᴇ search novel※fire.net
"You let another woman cook lunch for your fiancé, and it’s been going on for so long, you actually think it’s a good thing?" The last few words Yu Siqiao spoke were nearly squeezed out between clenched teeth, "What’s in your brain, woman, paste?"
Suddenly, a light bulb went off for Mo Shu, and she said with a mix of seriousness and a hint of grievance, "I...I wanted to deliver lunch to you too, but I can’t cook, so I thought of Gu Wenjuan. Since you quite like Gu Wenjuan, I figured if you found out it was her making the lunches, you wouldn’t get angry..."
Her will to save herself was strong.
But she needed someone to buy into it.
"Heh," Yu Siqiao scoffed, "Where did you get the idea that I like that girl?"
Mo Shu thought, obviously from the original text!
But now the story is going differently, so your attitude has changed, you blockhead!
But to voice that would be digging her own grave, so Mo Shu quickly said, "Just... don’t you think you’re nice to her?"
Yu Siqiao bit his lip.
Being nice to her means liking her?
Although his parents had personally visited to express their gratitude and offered a substantial sum as a token of thanks, it was true that Gu Wenjuan’s mother’s death was due to complications from the injuries she sustained saving him.
He couldn’t just watch the daughter of the woman who saved his life be left destitute.
Apart from providing her with accommodation, he didn’t have much affection for Gu Wenjuan, so why was Mo Shu so certain about it?
Yu Siqiao took a deep breath, "Where are you? I’m coming to you, let’s talk face to face."
Mo Shu hesitated for a moment, but really had no time in the afternoon, so she said, "How about tomorrow?"
"You can wait until tomorrow for this?" Yu Siqiao’s voice suddenly rose, he said furiously, "Mo Shu, how can your heart be so large! You don’t ask if I ate the meal made by another woman, nor why I was nice to her, and now you want to brush it off and wait until tomorrow?"
Mo Shu played along, "Did you eat it?"
But this only made Yu Siqiao angrier, he grated his teeth, "Right now, I feel like devouring you!"