Be a Good Boy and Marry Me

Who would have guessed that at this very moment, Gu Yuan would confirm his suspicions—Gu Li was Tang Tang…

Mo Shiting felt he should be joyful, but on second thought, his elation was instantly extinguished.

Gu Yuan specifically telling him that Gu Li was Tang Tang, was not to facilitate a proper recognition between them, instead, it was to prove that Gu Li did not love him.

“Gu Li only married you to repay a debt of gratitude!”

Gu Yuan’s cold and ruthless voice rang out clearly, each word landing heavy blows on Mo Shiting’s heart like a punch.

Mo Shiting pressed his lips together, but still refused to believe it: “I want to hear it from Gu Li herself.”

“Fine! I’ll grant you your wish!”

Just as if he had predicted Mo Shiting’s reaction, Gu Yuan surprisingly agreed straightaway.

“She stays in Apartment 1808 downstairs. She just woke up. You can go see her.”

“Thank you!”

Temporarily unable to figure out Gu Yuan’s intentions, Mo Shiting decided not to think too much about it and turned to leave the room.

Once he got out of the elevator on the 18th floor, Mo Shiting found himself quickening his pace.

There were two bodyguards standing at the door of Apartment 1808. Seeing him, and presumably having received orders from Gu Yuan, they didn’t stop him.

Hence, Mo Shiting managed to get in successfully.

It was a suite. After entering, he had to pass through a glass wall to get inside.

Through the glass wall, Mo Shiting caught sight of Gu Li, lying in bed, with a tall man standing by her side.

Murong Si?

A persistent demon!

Mo Shiting scowled, his hatred for this love rival growing.

With their backs to the door, both of them were unaware of Mo Shiting’s presence.

Just as Mo Shiting was about to enter, he heard Murong Si’s deep voice: “Little Pear, you’ve repaid your gratitude, and you were shot for Mo Shiting, almost losing your life. Don’t make the same mistake again in the future.”

Was it really her returning a favor?

Mo Shiting’s steps halted, holding his breath unconsciously.

For some reason, he was somewhat afraid to hear an affirmative answer from Gu Li.

If she really married him out of gratitude, then should he…let go?

Just the thought of her not loving him made Mo Shiting’s heart ache as if it was being cut with a blade, blood spreading all around.

Right at that moment, the girl finally spoke, “Don’t worry, I only have one life. I won’t joke with my life anymore.”

Perhaps due to her severe injuries, her voice was particularly weak, floating lightly, making anyone who heard it feel an undeniable heartache.

Murong Si continued: “Then what are your plans for the future? The debt of gratitude has been paid, so are you really planning to spend your life with him? Don’t you dislike him?”

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Gu Li was just about to answer when a sudden headache struck her. She unconsciously covered her head with both hands, took a deep breath, and then spoke with difficulty, “I… Brother Ting can’t be in danger, Tang Tang swears to protect Brother Ting… without Brother Ting, there’s no Tang Tang… Tang Tang owes Brother Ting a life, I must repay him…”

“You already have, you owe him nothing anymore. Little Pear, why are you forcing yourself to marry someone you do not like?”

“But if I leave Brother Ting, it would break his heart. Brother Si, I’m sorry! How about… you wait for me another year. Once I’ve managed to protect Brother Ting from the Black Blood League, I’ll leave him? Rest assured, he won’t touch me, I’ll remain pure for you…”

“No way!”

“Brother Si, please, I beg you. You love me the most, right? I’m just making this small request, won’t you agree? Brother Ting is a gentleman, he won’t touch me if I ask him not to…”

“Little Pear—”

“Brother Si, please, okay? You’re the one I love the most, Brother Si…”

As she spoke, the girl playfully shook Murong Si’s arm, her voice sweet and coquettish, as if she were flirting right in front of him.

Mo Shiting stood still in place, watching all this as if in a dream.

Turns out, the truth was such a bitter pill to swallow.

All along, she never loved him…

No wonder every time they lay on the same bed, she would find various reasons not to let him touch her.

He had thought it was because she was young and not ready to become a woman, only to realize she was actually keeping her purity for another man.

Ha!

What did she take him, Mo Shiting, for?

A pathetic fool?

Or a handy tool to be manipulated at her will?

The angrier Mo Shiting thought about it, especially seeing the two of them inside, lovey-dovey, whispering sweet nothings to each other, the more he felt like a fool being played by her.

He wanted to confront her, but in the end, his self-respect prevailed, and he just walked away..