Be a Good Boy and Marry Me

Chapter 198: Hmph! That’s because I care about you. _1

Translator: 549690339

“Auntie Guan said that oysters, sea cucumbers, chives, and okra are all foods you love,” Gu Li directly spilled Auntie Guan’s beans.

Mo Shiting gathered his thoughts and glanced at her mysteriously, “Are these prepared by Auntie Guan?”

“Yes. Don’t you like them?” Gu Li asked, surprised.

Seeing her clear eyes, as if she had no clue about the shared benefits of these dishes, Mo Shiting was somewhat speechless, “Let’s eat first.”

With that, he turned around, washed his hands, and sat back at the dining table.

By this time, Gu Li had already kindly ladled soup for him.

“Brother Ting, today’s soup is bitter melon and pork ribs, my favorite,” she announced.

Mo Shiting raised an eyebrow, “You like bitter melon?”

In his memory, bitter melon was both bitter and unappetizing, something he would never touch ordinarily.

Gu Li saw his face full of distaste and chuckled, “Brother Ting, you’re not a kid, why do you despise bitter melon so much? Bitter melon is great. Not only does it detoxify, help lose weight, and reduce blood sugar, but it also has anti-cancer effects. Moreover, it’s not bitter at all, give it a try.”

After she spoke, she supported her cheeks with both hands, her big eyes unblinkingly staring at him.

Mo Shiting intended to refuse, but upon meeting her bright smiling eyes, he inexplicably picked up his spoon, scooped a spoonful of soup, and tasted it.

It wasn’t very bitter, surprisingly good actually.

He continued to try a few more bites and without realizing it, he finished the whole bowl of soup.

Seeing this, Gu Li couldn’t help feeling somewhat smug, after all, she had personally prepared this soup.

“Brother Ting, Auntie Guan said you don’t like scallions. Do you eat cilantro?” Gu Li asked curiously.

Mo Shiting responded, “Yes.”

“What about carrots?”

“That’s okay.”

“Garlic?”

“Yes.”

“And ginger?”

Mo Shiting:”….”

In the end, he reached out and pinched her chin.

Gu Li was startled, “What…what are you doing?”

“Eat your meal properly. Stop talking so much, okay?” After saying this dispassionately, Mo Shiting pinched her face a few times before letting go.

“Humph! I was just showing my concern for you.”

Gu Li couldn’t help but kick him lightly, swearing inwardly, next time, she would put scallions in every dish.

After dinner, Mo Shiting returned to his study to continue working. Meanwhile, Gu Li curled up on the couch, drawing comics.

She had updated the first draft of “Dream Chasing Sisters”, her latest work based on the real-life characters Ye Yining and Murong Qian. The response was overwhelmingly positive.

Time flew by, and in the past few days, she had not updated the comic, causing her readers to grow restless.

Not wanting to be criticized for failing to update and trend on the hot searches again, Gu Li swore that she would take advantage of these few days when she was not so busy to draw a few more drafts.

As Gu Li was immersed in her work, an unfamiliar call came in, breaking her train of thought.

Gu Li scratched her head, picked up her phone, pressed the accept button, and politely asked, “Hello, who is this?”

“Gu Li, this is Song Xiyue.”

The voice from the other end was aged, mixed with a hint of helplessness.

Song Xiyue?

Gu Li paused for a moment before realizing that it was Mrs. Song.

The old lady was calling her? This could not be good.

She pursed her lips and tentatively asked, “Hello, Mrs. Song. Can I help you with something?”

“Gu Li, could you tell Shiting to let Wan Yao be? She can’t stand the terrible conditions of the detention center. She’s fallen ill.”

This time, Mrs. Song spoke in a calm and peaceful manner with Gu Li.

If it was in the past, it would definitely be a command.

“Okay, I’ll try to persuade him,” Gu Li agreed.

Last time, she intended to do the same, but Mo Shiting had urgently left the country before she could speak with him and she had forgotten about the matter after that..