Immediately after Gu Li finished speaking, Old Master Mo’s smile froze.
Realizing that she might have mentioned something she shouldn’t have, Gu Li hurriedly said, “Sorry, Grandpa. I was just curious. If I can’t ask about this, I won’t ask anymore.”
“It’s fine.”
Old Master Mo said softly and patted his knee with his large hands. Just as he was about to speak, Song Yunque’s cheerful voice rang out. “Grandpa Mo—
“Grandpa Mo, I’m here!”
Song Yunque shouted as he strode in. He came in a hurry, and his arrival dissipated a lot of the oppressive atmosphere in the hall.
“You’re here, Yunque.”
Upon seeing him, Mo Shaoyuan smiled kindly and didn’t continue on with the topic.
Naturally, Gu Li couldn’t ask any further about it either.
She subconsciously looked at Song Yunque and saw that the man was in his early twenties. His skin was fair, and his facial features were almost perfect. He definitely looks like someone who came out from a comic.
But why does he look a little familiar? I seem to have seen him somewhere before?
Gu Li’s eyes flashed as she tried her best to recall. But before she could think of anyone, Song Yunque excitedly walked up to her, grabbed her wrist and shook it violently.
Gu Li: “???”
What’s going on with him?
Mo Shaoyuan was obviously shocked by Song Yunque’s actions as well.
When he came back to his senses, he was about to reprimand him when he heard him talk loudly the next second. “Wow, Lord Pear! I finally get to see you in person!”
Lord Pear?
Is he addressing me?
Gu Li hurriedly stood up and retracted her hand. “I’m sure you’ve got the wrong person, right?”
“No, I didn’t. Lord Pear, no, Fourth Sister-in-Law, please give me your autograph. My name is Song Yunque, and I called you through the phone before.”
As Song Yunque spoke, he tugged at the hem of his white t-shirt, took out a pen out of nowhere and handed it to Gu Li.
Gu Li wanted to facepalm herself. “You must’ve gotten the wrong person. I’m not a celebrity.”
Song Yunque smiled and said, “I know. You’re ‘A Sweet Pear’. Lord Pear, I’m your loyal fan. The number one user on the tip list, ‘I Don’t Lack Anything’, is me.”
Song Yunque hurriedly nodded. His handsome face was full of vigor, and his happy expression made him look like a full-fledged fan.
“Quick, Lord Pear, hurry and sign it for me. I want a personal autograph.”
“Okay, I’ll sign it.”
“Yup!”
It was difficult for her to reject his enthusiasm, so Gu Li could only take the pen from his hand and sign her autograph on his shirt. She also didn’t forget to draw a heart after signing her autograph.
Seeing this, Song Yunque was so delighted that he was grinning from ear to ear.
I’m definitely not going to wash this shirt anymore and I’ll hang it up for collection when I go home!
Standing at the side, Mo Shaoyuan saw that the two of them were chatting amicably. The both of them were charming people, and they were also about the same age, so they looked exceptionally compatible with each other.
He suddenly felt a little worried.
After all, if he was a girl, he would also like someone like Song Yunque who was an interesting and fun boy, and not someone like Mo Shiting who was as cold as an iceberg.
The more he thought, the more he felt that Mo Shiting had no chance of winning.
This can’t do, I can’t let the two of them continue chatting.
At the thought of this, his eyes darted around before he said loudly, “Yunque, where’s the sports car?”
“Oh, right!”
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Song Yunque finally remembered what he was supposed to do. He took out a set of car keys and handed them to Gu Li as if he was presenting a treasure to her. “Fourth Sister-in-Law, Fourth Brother bought you a limited edition Ferrari sports car. This is the car key. Do you want to go take a look at it?”
Seeing that he was good at helping to boost their relationship, Mo Shaoyuan’s tense face finally relaxed slightly.
I was probably just worrying too much!
It’s all that brat’s fault. His wife is so good. What if she runs away if he doesn’t watch her closely?
As for Gu Li, when she heard that Mo Shiting had bought her a car, she was extremely flattered.. She asked in disbelief, “Mo Shiting bought me a car? Are you sure you’re not lying to me? A sports car and not a bicycle? Are you telling the truth?”