Be a Good Boy and Marry Me

She was incredibly curious about what Mo Shiting would say, but found his page to be completely empty, without even a brief introduction.

Yet, his follower count was rapidly soaring. Within less than half an hour of authentication, he had already garnered over a million followers. Considering his popularity, he could easily overtake some other celebrities if he entered the entertainment industry.

Gu Li secretly cursed him in her heart.

Upon refreshing the page, she saw that he had liked and shared her reply post.

Was he backing her up?

Gu Li was somewhat overwhelmed and couldn’t help but hold her phone and giggle.

Meanwhile, the internet exploded once again.

Ten thousands of netizens rushed in and began commenting under Mo Shiting’s post—

[Ahhhhh, I’m going to die, Young Master Mo followed A Sweet Pear, and she’s his only follow…]

[??? Am I seeing this right? Young Master Mo actually shared A Sweet Pear’s post? What’s their relationship?]

[It’s without a doubt, they must have a deep relationship. I suddenly have a ridiculous premonition.]

[The person above, could it be that we’re thinking the same thing?]

[Hehe, fans of Gu Li, don’t daydream. Young Master Mo is not someone you can covet. Please don’t overstep your bounds!]

[Isn’t it Young Master Mo himself who shared my Goddess’s post? Maybe, Young Master Mo is really my Goddess’s husband.]

[Haha, it’s hilarious. Has Young Master Mo ever admitted that he’s Gu Li’s husband?]

[Considering A Sweet Pear’s arrogant and presumptuous demeanor, if Young Master Mo was really her husband, she would have bragged about it hundreds of years ago.]

[Exactly. Why would A Sweet Pear, a stinky pear, cling to Young Master Mo? Young Master Mo isn’t blind.]

[To be fair, even though I don’t like A Sweet Pear, I can’t deny that she is incredibly beautiful.]

The internet was in an uproar with all types of comments.

Mo Shiting stared at all this, his brows involuntarily furrowing.

It seems that his expression wasn’t clear enough, causing no one to dare believe that he was Gu Li’s husband.

Just as he was considering deleting and reposting, his phone suddenly died.

“Lu Yang—”

He unexpectedly called Lu Yang’s name.

Lu Yang’s heart jittered, “Young Master, what are your orders?”

“Call the deputy director of the public relations department.”

“Yes, young master.”

Ten minutes later, the official Weibo account of the Mo Group shared Mo Shiting’s post and attached a message: [Our Madam President @A sweet pear is also the best woman in the world! As Madam bravely flies, President Mo will always follow. //@Mo Shiting//@A sweet pear :…]

The official account flagrantly expressing support triggered a major earthquake on social media.

This time, the Weibo server crashed outright.

It took Gu Li a long time to log back in and seeing the post from the Mo Group’s official account, she knew this must have been Mo Shiting’s idea, and she was deeply touched.

After so many years, her Brother Ting still hadn’t changed; he always showed up when she needed him most…

The desire to see him grew stronger, so Gu Li directly opened her contacts, found his number and dialed it.

“Sorry! The number you have dialed is switched off.”

The robotic female voice extinguished her excitement. Gu Li ran her fingers through her hair and paced restlessly around her room.

Ahhh, why do his calls not go through?

Brother Ting, when will you finally come home?

Perhaps Heaven heard her plea. Just as she was preparing to change her clothes and go out to look for him, she faintly heard the sound of an engine from downstairs.

Did he come back?

Excitement flashed in Gu Li’s eyes. Without even sparing the time to wear her coat, she hastily ran downstairs wearing only her nightgown..