Be a Good Boy and Marry Me

She had been to this store with Mo Shiting before. She remembered the shopkeeper being Sally.

“Brother Ting, are we…buying clothes?”

“The auction is quite formal, we must wear formal attire,”

Mo Shiting explained truthfully.

Upon hearing this, Gu Li’s eyes widened in surprise. “Gosh, why didn’t you mention it earlier?”

Who goes dress fitting right after eating KFC?

Oh no.

She wondered if she’d still be able to fit into a tight dress.

The more she thought about it, the more bitter she felt. Even when they stepped into the store, she was pretty sure she wanted to kick Mo Shiting.

Manager Sally was already waiting for them.

As soon as they walked in, she greeted them, “Young Master Mo, Young Madam, it’s been a while.”

“Hello, Sally.”

Gu Li took her gaze off Mo Shiting and greeted Sally politely.

Sally examined her from head to toe, full of astonishment. “Young Madam, you’re becoming more and more beautiful, and even more feminine. Perfect for a cheongsam.”

“A cheongsam? I’d rather not…”

If she wore a cheongsam, wouldn’t that make her flaws more obvious?

She definitely couldn’t. Absolutely not!

But Sally insisted, adamantly ushering her into the dressing room.

Before Gu Li could even speak, she brought in a cheongsam. “Young Madam, this cheongsam was specially tailored for you. The youthful design is really beautiful. It would be such a waste not to wear it.”

“This…”

Gu Li originally wanted to refuse further, but upon seeing that the cheongsam was not like the traditional ones that required a near-perfect figure and the style was fresh and vibrant, she immediately fell in love with it.

“Yes, okay, I’ll try it. Thank you.”

…

Ten minutes later, she came out in the cheongsam.

Mo Shiting had also changed into his suit.

When the two stood together, it was clear they made a beautiful pair, perfect for each other.

Looking at Gu Li in the mirror, Mo Shiting found her playful yet elegant, lively yet sexy, a smile unconsciously tugging at his lips. “It suits you very well.”

“Mm-hmm, I think so too.”

Gu Li swirled around happily in her dress.

She was worried that she had eaten too much – chips, milk tea, and all that had left her feeling full, potentially ruining her presentation.

To her surprise, the youthful style of the cheongsam dispelled all her worries. Not only was it comfortable to wear, but it also greatly suited her personality.

“Brother Ting, seeing as how I love this dress so much, I’ll forgive you for making me overeat,” said the girl cheerfully.

Mo Shiting chuckled, “I was only worried you’d get hungry. Next time, I won’t let you eat KFC.”

Upon hearing these words, Gu Li quickly hooked his arm and treated him playfully. “Ah, how could Brother Ting bear to let me starve? Brother Ting is always thinking of my wellbeing. Brother Ting, you are the best man in the world.”

Her playful behavior had the desired effect. The man surrendered instantly with a laugh. “Alright enough, you’re just sweet-talking me. Let’s go.”

“Mm-hmm,” the girl nodded eagerly, like a bobblehead doll.

Leaving the clothing store, they entered their vehicle and headed straight for the venue.

This auction was a charity event hosted by the Imperial City government, attended by local high-profile figures.

Mo Shiting rarely attended such events, and would not have this time if not for an item he was interested in.

As for Gu Li, she was here just for fun.

However, the last thing she expected was to bump into some acquaintances.

“Little Pear, what a coincidence. What brings you here?”

It was none other than Murong Si.

What startled Gu Li even more was that accompanying him was Gu Susu.

“That’s my question for you both. Aren’t you in A Nation? What are you doing here?”

Gu Li glanced at Murong Si and then fixed her gaze on Gu Susu.

Noticing that Gu Susu’s eyes were fixed on Mo Shiting, Gu Li instinctively tightened her grip on his arm.

Seeing her little display of territoriality, Gu Susu was at a loss for words.

If it weren’t for the public setting, she would have argued with Gu Li: I’m interested in Brother Si, not Mo Shiting, why are you guarding him like a thief?

With a scoff under her breath, she averted her gaze and retorted arrogantly, “You can come, why can’t I? Hua Country isn’t your territory, humph.”