Be a Good Boy and Marry Me

“You…”

Mo Jianming was left speechless.

Seeing this, Lu Yang couldn’t help but speak up: “Mr. Jianming, I suggest you accept the young master’s proposal. If you delay any longer, you probably won’t be able to hold on for much longer. The Mo family will become worthless, and by then, even if our young master wanted to help, it would be too late.”

Lu Yang’s words hit Mo Jianming where it hurt. Indeed, the losses of the Mo family were increasing by billions each day, they could not afford to delay.

It was precisely because they could not afford it, they had no choice but to seek help from Mo Shiting.

But who would have thought that Mo Shiting would try to take control of the Mo family with just fifty million, it was simply outrageous.

However, they seemingly had no other way out…

Thinking of this, Mo Jianming clenched his fists in unwillingness.

Then, Lu Yang added: “As shareholders, you naturally have year-end dividends. This fifty million is purely a gift from the young master out of goodwill. People should not be greedy to avoid ending up with nothing at all!”

“President Mo, I think Assistant Lu makes sense, you should—” Lawyer Wei, breaking a sweat, tried to convince Mo Jianming, but was silenced by his icy stare.

“Fine. Fifty million it is, we won’t give you trouble. I just hope that the Mo family can do increasingly well in your hands!” Mo Jianming said coldly, his ingratiating appearance thoroughly disgusting.

Lawyer Wei modified the agreement on the spot and after both parties signed, the group finally left.

The spacious office regained its tranquility.

Mo Shiting massaged his tired forehead and said to Lu Yang: “You may leave now.”

However, Lu Yang concernedly asked: “Young master, what would you like for lunch? Shall I have someone prepare it for you?”

Reminded by him, Mo Shiting suddenly remembered that his little pear was coming to see him. A subtle smile spread across his lips: “No need, your young madam is coming over.”

Lu Yang instantly understood, “Alright, then I will take my leave now.”

No wonder the young master seemed to be in good spirits, the young madam was coming to the office? Haha, the young madam should come more often to cheer everyone up.

Lu Yang made a decision. No matter who came to bother them later, and no matter the importance of the matter, he would block them. He couldn’t let anyone disturb the sweet time between the young master and the young madam.

…

Half an hour later, Gu Li arrived late with takeaway in her hands.

She confidently pushed open the door of the president’s office, saw Mo Shiting diligently working at his desk, and immediately ran over squealing, “Brother Ting, I’m here! Your adorable little pear is here.”

Mo Shiting put down his pen and looked up at her, his tone indifferent: “I see.”

Gu Li: “???”

Why was his attitude different from what she imagined?

Was he unhappy to see her? Or had someone upset him?

It must be the latter.

Gu Li quickly put down the food box, grinned, moved behind him, gave him a hug around the neck and kissed him on the face, “Who upset you?”

Mo Shiting calmly pushed her hands away and casually counters: “What do you think?”

“Huh?”

Gu Li blinked, confused.

It couldn’t be her, could it?

How could it be?

As she chewed on her lip and drifted into thought, he suddenly swung his chair around, scooped her up around her waist and placed her on his lap. The whole action was so swift that she almost didn’t have time to react.

Seeing the mischievous smirk on his lips, Gu Li finally realized he was teasing her. Unable to suppress her laughter, she reached out to pinch his face, “You jerk! You fooled me.”

“So what? Who asked you to make me wait so long?” Mo Shiting put his arm around her waist and stated proudly.

Gu Li retorted, “From the time I called you to now, it hasn’t even been an hour. Is that what you call a long time?”

“Every minute felt like a year.”

“Yeah right! Time flies for me.”

“So you’re talking back to me, huh?”

Mo Shiting spoiled her with a tease and decisively leaned down to silence her protest with a kiss.

This little mischievous mouth, a few more kisses and it will learn to behave.

…

After having lunch with Mo Shiting, Gu Li nestled into his arms, munching on freshly washed grapes while saying, “Brother Ting, I’m going back to school shortly. Then I won’t be able to see you for a few days. Don’t you think you should show some response?”

Mo Shiting promptly bit the grape from her hand, his eyes filled with ambiguity: “Action speaks louder than words, how about that?”

Gu Li blushed: “Dream on! I’m talking to you about a serious matter.”

“Isn’t that our serious matter?”

“Hey!!!”

“Alright, I won’t tease you anymore. How do you want me to show it?”