Be a Good Boy and Marry Me

Chapter 199: Deeply Protective of His Wife l

Translator: 549690339

“I’ll be waiting for the good news.”

After saying that, Mrs. Song immediately hung up the phone.

Listening to the busy signal on the other end of the phone, Gu Li thought, if this matter failed, the old lady might be livid to the point of spitting blood, wouldn’t she?

She indeed treated Wan Yao, her niece-in-law, with consideration and love, but to her own grandson, Mo Shiting…

Gu Li pursed her lips, feeling a bit sorry for Mo Shiting.

Her Elder Brother Ting, despite his kind and soft heart, always insisted on armoring himself in ruthless indifference.

Perhaps this was due to his lack of affection from a young age, wasn’t it?

Sigh.

Upstairs, in the study.

Mo Shiting was on the phone with Li Jinyao.

“I really don’t get you. You could just ask Gu Li for Frank’s contact and that would be it, but you are adamant about not doing so. You even insist on heading to Country E again. Don’t you know that there’s a massive army of assassins waiting for you to walk into their trap? Are you that eager to get yourself killed?”

Li Jinyao was infuriated; he wasn’t much of a talker usually, but he couldn’t help but chide Mo Shiting at this moment.

Mo Shiting responded in his usual unruffled manner, “I don’t think that getting Frank’s contact will solve everything.”

“I bet it’s because you don’t want to involve Gu Li, am I right?”

Li Jinyao hit the nail on the head.

Mo Shiting spoke lightly, “She doesn’t need to do these things.”

All she needed to be was a blissful little princess, enjoying her life every day.

Knowing that he was overly protective and stubbornly chauvinistic when it came to his wife, Li Jinyao decided not to press further.

Therefore, he could only advise, “If that’s the case, be extremely cautious on your trip to Country E, and contact me if anything happens.”

Just then, a “knock, knock, knock” at the door sounded.

Knowing it was Gu Li, Mo Shiting quickly told Li Jinyao, “Alright, I’ll be careful.”

Just as he hung up the phone, Gu Li pushed open the door, poking her petite, furry head inside.

Looking up, she ran her gaze into Mo Shiting’s unexpectedly, and greeted him with a sweet smile, “Did I interrupt you?”

“No.”

Mo Shiting spoke as he set his phone aside.

“Then, I’m coming in.”

Gu Li compact figure squeezed itself into the room and casually shut the door behind her.

Making her way to the large office desk, she sat on the swivel chair opposite him and jumped straight into their conversation, “Elder Brother Ting, if you’re not too busy, I want to discuss something about Wan Yao with you.”

After she spoke, she took a sly glimpse at Mo Shiting, only to see his expression remaining cold and indifferent, revealing no sign of any emotion. Unable to help herself, she added, “She’s seriously ill and can’t stand the harsh conditions in the detention center. So, should we just let it go? After all, we’ve kept her locked up for quite some time, right?”

Mo Shiting’s deep-set eyes narrowed slightly, a dark light flickering through them, “Gu Li, are you always this kind to your enemies?”

“Huh?”

Gu Li was slightly taken aback, “Of course not. But Wan Yao is your cousin’s wife, she can hardly be considered an enemy, right? Even though she did scheme against me, I believe her intention was not to have me imprisoned. Besides, I’m still alive and well, aren’t I? Elder Brother Ting, for the sake of me, can you let her off the hook this time?”

Mo Shiting was silent.

Gu Li waited for quite some time, seeing no reaction from him, just as she was starting to think he would refuse, he suddenly nodded, “As you wish.”

“Yay! Thank you, Elder Brother Ting.”

The girl’s eyes curved into a smile.

Seeing her, Mo Shiting seemed to have been affected by her exuberant joy. He couldn’t help but crack a smile.

After discussing the matter of Wan Yao, Gu Li shifted the topic back to the incident in Country E, “Elder Brother Ting, has there been any progress with that matter? How about I go to Country E? I have some connections with the royal family; maybe I could try to communicate with them?”