Be a Good Boy and Marry Me

With a resounding “slap,” the serene pathway echoed, magnifying the sound.

“You – you dare to hit me?”

Aunt Liu covered the slapped side of her face, shock pooling in her eyes.

“I hit you. So what?”

Gu Li pulled her hand back, her smile cold.

Just because the tiger doesn’t show its might, does that mean she’s seen as a sick cat that anyone can step on?

How naive!

Aunt Liu felt her old face losing its dignity, enraged and shamed. She glared at Gu Li, “You this little wench, how dare you hit me? I will fight you!”

Finishing her rant, she disregarded Mrs. Song’s presence, her hefty frame lunging towards Gu Li.

With nimble agility, Gu Li dodged to the side, avoiding her attack. On the other hand, Aunt Liu tripped because of her overexertion and fell.

With her pride completely destroyed, she flopped onto the ground, playing the victim by crying, “Mrs. Song, please stand up for your faithful old servant. When one beats a dog, they should consider its master. It is your dignity that is being disgraced when your old servant was struck…”

Mrs. Song finally reacted, raising her stout cane to ruthlessly strike Gu Li’s back.

Having her back to Mrs. Song, Gu Li didn’t expect the old lady to make such a sudden move and took the full brunt of it.

“Uh…”

She grunted softly, then swiftly turned her head, her almond-shaped eyes blazing with fury.

Mrs. Song was taken aback by her glare, feeling an inexplicable thud in her heart.

Realising that she was somewhat scared of this young girl, she narrowed her eyes, holding her cane tighter, forcing herself to chastise Gu Li defiantly, “You dare glower at me? You have no respect for your elders, am I not able to discipline you?”

“No respect for elders?”

Gu Li scoffed, “What elders are you? You never birthed nor nurtured me, nor have you bestowed any favors upon me. I only address you as Mrs. Song out of respect for Mo Shiting. Please remember your identity and refrain from using seniority to suppress others!”

“You…”

Mrs. Song was so angry that she trembled, lifting a hand to point at Gu Li. It took her a while to stammer out the sentence, “Seize her for me!”

“Yes.”

The bodyguards standing at the side swiftly saluted and surrounded Gu Li.

Seeing this, a malicious glint of joy flitted across Aunt Liu’s eyes, still seated on the ground.

She quickly got up, hurried over to Mrs. Song’s side, and continued to instigate her, “Mrs. Song, young girls like her who refuse to abide by discipline should be made to understand pain. Otherwise, she will cause you to lose even more face in the future.”

“Hmph!”

Mrs. Song huffed coldly, glancing over at her, “Shut up, haven’t you embarrassed yourself enough?”

Aunt Liu:

This was the first time in many years that Mrs. Song had reprimanded her this severely, all because of that Gu Li.

At this moment, Aunt Liu’s resentment towards Gu Li grew even further.

She gave a hypocritical salute to Mrs. Song, her eyes fixed on Gu Li, who was squaring off with the bodyguards, hoping for her instant demise.

But of course, Gu Li had other plans.

After all, since her childhood Gu Yuan had trained her to be his successor. He had employed top-notch teachers to school her in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, business management, as well as physical combat.

Gu Li, a girl, up against eight bodyguards. The disparity in strength was obvious, but Gu Li wasn’t losing, she even seemed to be gaining the upper hand.

Aunt Liu was flabbergasted. She didn’t expect this young lass to be this skilled.

What should she do?

What if Miss Yunsi came back and had to face her, would Miss Yunsi end up getting badly beaten up?

Aunt Liu broke out in cold sweat for Shen Yunsi who was still abroad.

On the other hand, Mrs. Song’s face darkened, it seemed so despondent that ink could drip out.

The audacious girl had dared to counterattack her bodyguards. What nerve she had!

“Beat her! Beat her ruthlessly!”