CHAPTER 37: CHAPTER 37: YOU’RE DREAMING

Mo Shu’s body stiffened slightly.

Cherish this child.

He will be the symbol of our only act of love in this lifetime.

Upon hearing these words, Mo Shu’s heart ached faintly.

She knew this was one of the few emotions left behind by this body.

Feeling this faint emotion, Mo Shu couldn’t help but feel it was unworthy for the original Mo Shu.

What only symbol.

Later, Mo Shu exhausted all her efforts, yet wasn’t she still unable to retain even this single symbol?

Furthermore, she had to be thoroughly demolished by this guy, colluding both internally and externally.

Later on, Grandpa Mo, who had always cherished her, died violently, and Uncle Dong, whom she had always trusted, completely changed his face and relentlessly pushed her to the brink of hell.

The final end for Mo Shu was to die in the streets after being passed around by a hundred men.

Mo Shu felt a chill throughout her body, and even the fake smile on her face could no longer be maintained.

And Yu Siqiao seemed quite pleased with her expression at the moment.

This is more like it.

On this woman’s face, it isn’t fitting for too happy an expression to appear.

Blinding.

Yu Siqiao stood up straight, pulled out a handkerchief, and wiped his hands before saying to Ji Nan, "Take your Family Head back."

Ji Nan felt that Yu Siqiao was really too hurtful!

Yet he dared not say anything, looking at Mo Shu with an inquiring gaze.

"Oh, right," Yu Siqiao seemed to remember something, "Since you can keep your cool so well, then keep this secret for a while longer, so as to avoid rumors spreading that I’m so desperate I wouldn’t even spare someone like you."

Mo Shu: "..."

How can this man’s mouth be so vile?

The anger bubbling up in Mo Shu’s heart eventually couldn’t be suppressed, and she said, "That would be best!"

Sao Zha: [Warm oil, warm oil! Character! Character!]

Mo Shu ignored Sao Zha’s words, looked at Yu Siqiao with a mocking curve to her lips, and said, "I still don’t know how to explain to the others, though. Clearly, you look good but aren’t useful, so how come your fertility rate is so high? Could it be, this is the advantage of a virgin?"

Yu Siqiao’s face, which had just eased slightly, darkened again in an instant.

Mo Shu lightly laughed, covering her mouth, "Well, yes, having been repressed for twenty or thirty years, you must be quite desperate, right?"

Yu Siqiao threw the handkerchief away and made a move as if to come forward.

Ji Nan got a fright and hurriedly stood in front of Mo Shu, saying, "Young Master Yu, Princess Mo is still carrying your child in her womb!"

Yu Siqiao looked coldly at the Mo Shu before him and after a long time finally said, "Let’s settle on that, then. If you dare let out a single word, don’t blame me for not being polite."

Mo Shu covered her mouth, pretending to be frightened, "Oh I’m so scared, how could you be impolite? Could it be in front of me, another leak?"

Yu Siqiao’s complexion turned ashen, and he said word by word, as if squeezing them out between his teeth, "Mo, Shu!"

Terrified, Ji Nan’s legs went soft, and he said with a pale face, "Princess, please, no more..."

Mo Shu appeared fearless, her eyes defiant as she looked into Yu Siqiao’s, her lips curling up as she coquettishly said, "Hmm? What is it, Brother Si Qiao?"

The disgust in Yu Siqiao’s eyes was undisguised as he sneered coldly, "You think by provoking me like this, I would satisfy you once more? Dream on!"

Mo Shu: "..."