"Not having any improper thoughts?"
"But that wouldn’t do."
As the main female character, if Gu Wenjuan didn’t harbor any improper thoughts about the male lead, she wouldn’t be able to complete her mission.
Mo Shu just glanced at her indifferently, "Not having improper thoughts, of course, is for the best."
Gu Wenjuan quickly swore, "I swear to Heaven, if I..."
"Enough," Mo Shu interrupted, "As you can see, I am Yu Siqiao’s fiancée but our relationship has always been strained." Speaking of it, her face wore a bitter smile, "He really dislikes me."
Gu Wenjuan looked at her seemingly heartbroken demeanor, feeling pained and couldn’t help but comfort her, "How could that be? Could it be there’s some misunderstanding between you? You are so beautiful, how could anyone not like you!"
Mo Shu’s face carried a somber expression, "Does being beautiful mean one can’t be disliked?"
Those words seemed like a murmur, and her poetic and picturesque face took on an even more heartbreakingly serene expression.
Gu Wenjuan’s heartbeat involuntarily sped up slightly, her face felt warm as she honestly said, "Ah, how could anyone dislike something so beautiful..."
"Do you like me?" asked Mo Shu.
Gu Wenjuan couldn’t understand why, knowing well she was a woman, yet facing Mo Shu’s candid and clear gaze, she felt exceedingly embarrassed and replied in a low voice, "I do."
Uttering those two words, Gu Wenjuan’s heart rate significantly increased.
A feeling of having blasphemed the Princess Mo arose spontaneously.
Mo Shu pursed her lips and chuckled lightly, "Really?"
Gu Wenjuan quickly nodded, "You are so beautiful, I think that Young Master Yu must surely like you too!"
Ji Nan felt a bit discontent.
Was this Gu Wenjuan truly naïve or just pretending?
Why mention Young Master Yu in such a situation? Was she flaunting that Young Master Yu held her in high regard and she could represent his stance?
Unexpectedly, Mo Shu seemed not to mind, "It seems you and he are on good terms.
"Gu Wenjuan’s face changed again as she realized she might have said something wrong again.
"Then you must speak well of me in front of him," Mo Shu stated as she picked up her teacup and sipped it, her face turning dim once more, "Now, you are the only one who can still speak to him for me."
Sao Zha spat out a melon seed shell: "Tsk, such a bitter plan."
Indeed, sympathy crossed Gu Wenjuan’s face, yet there was also a sense of being flattered and uneasy as she awkwardly said, "I am not... actually close to Young Master Yu..."
"Not close, but at least you have had some connections."
"Connections?" Confusion crossed Gu Wenjuan’s face.
Mo Shu curved her lips, "Indeed, he has been so good to you. Do you really think it’s for no reason?"
Gu Wenjuan’s heart skipped a beat, reminded by Mo Shu, she felt that it was indeed so.
A man wouldn’t be inexplicably so generous to a woman, giving her a house and money...
However, after arranging everything for her, Young Master Yu had never appeared again.
Gu Wenjuan felt somewhat disappointed, but also a bit relieved.
Disappointed because she thought Young Master Yu liked her, at least proving she had something he desired.
Relieved, because she didn’t want to become a shameful mistress.
And now according to Princess Mo’s words, is it because there’s some connection between her and Young Master Yu?
But how could that be, they truly aren’t people of the same world...