Be a Good Boy and Marry Me

“Come, Auntie Li is disrespecting her superiors. Drag her out.”

She couldn’t lay a hand on Gu Li, but she should be able to deal with a mere servant, right?

She refused to believe that Gu Li was going to fight her own bodyguards for a servant.

Upon Mrs. Song’s command, the bodyguards immediately stepped forward, ready to grab Auntie Li.

Auntie Li stood tall, not showing any fear, more worried about them hurting Gu Li, she positioned herself in front of Gu Li.

Gu Li was moved, her gaze becoming icy as she stared down the bodyguards approaching them, “I dare anyone to try!”

These bodyguards had been on the receiving end of Gu Li’s skills before, they stopped in their tracks simultaneously.

Song Xiyue, seeing this, brandished her cane in anger, “What are you standing around for? Can’t I order you around anymore?”

“Yes, ma’am!”

The bodyguards finally came to and moved forward, heads down.

Gu Li tugged lightly on Auntie Li’s arm, indicating for her to step back.

Auntie Li pressed her lips together, wanting to say something but Gu Li assured her, “Don’t worry, I’ll be fine.”

As Gu Li spoke, she stepped in front of Auntie Li and clearly threatened, “Anyone who dares to lay a finger on us here, I promise Mo Shiting will skin them alive and pull out their tendons!”

“Gasp…”

They had witnessed Young Master Mo’s ruthless methods before, so they all backed off a few steps.

Mrs. Song was fuming, “You…you…traitors! Cough cough…”

Seeing her continuous coughing, Aunt Liu quickly supported her while wailing, “Madam, you must take care of your health. Don’t let this vixen make you angry unnecessarily, it’s not worth it.”

A vixen?

Gu Li snorted, so what if she was a vixen? Even if she became a vixen, she would still be a good one.

However, this Aunt Liu had repeatedly provoked Mrs. Song to cause trouble, she really needed to teach her a lesson.

With that in mind, Gu Li quickly walked over to her. In no time, she was standing in front of Aunt Liu.

Aunt Liu saw the hostility in her eyes and felt a surge of fear, she gulped, “You…”

“Smack!”

A crisp slap echoed through the room, a clear handprint emerged on Aunt Liu’s wrinkled old face.

“You…you dare to hit me?”

Aunt Liu cupped her slapped cheek, tears pouring out, “Madam, you have to defend me. This vixen has hit me for no reason…”

Mrs. Song was also stunned by Gu Li’s sudden action.

When she came to her senses, she pointed her trembling finger at Gu Li, “You… you brazen girl who dares to…”

Gu Li crossed her arms over her chest and raised her chin, “Why shouldn’t I? She insulted me, why can’t I hit her? Besides, this isn’t the first time I’ve hit her, is it such a surprise?”

The last time they were in a brawl, this old woman was also at the receiving end of her kick, had she forgotten this so soon?

At Gu Li’s reminder, Mrs. Song was rendered speechless in her anger, “You dare to bring that up! If it wasn’t for you, the vixen, would the Mo Group be in such a mess? It’s all because of you, the cause of disaster, that Shiting has become the Mo family’s scapegoat!”

“Ha ha—”

Gu Li laughed out loud, “When did Brother Ting become the Mo family’s scapegoat? Without him single-handedly leading the Mo Group to its peak, where would the Mo family be now, let alone your Song Family? Mrs. Song, you are being truly ridiculous!”

“You—”

Mrs. Song couldn’t out-debate Gu Li. Veins popped up on her forehead as she exclaimed, “Anyway, as long as I’m still breathing, I’ll never allow you to enter the Mo family home again.”

Gu Li spoke with chilling calmness, “Perhaps you should care more about yourself. You’re not young anymore, you might not be able to keep your title as the Madam of the Mo family.”

“Outrageous! You little wretch, I’ll beat you!”

Overwhelmed with anger, Mrs. Song raised her cane to hit Gu Li.

Gu Li was about to snatch the cane, but a figure reached out before her.

She looked and saw it was Auntie Li.

Auntie Li was unaware of Gu Li’s formidable combat abilities and feared that she would get hurt. Despite her lower status, she felt the need to protect her. “Old hag, get out of my way!”

Mrs. Song was taken aback that a mere servant dared to impede her cane.

Auntie Li coldly advised, “Madam, if you injure the Mo family’s golden grandchild with that cane, you don’t think Mr.. Mo will let you off lightly, do you? Even if you can’t consider the Mo family’s descendant, you should think about whether the Song Family can handle the young master’s revenge!”