Be a Good Boy and Marry Me

3 Chapter 3: Does He Know I’m Pretending?_1
Translator: Atlas Studios
Editor: Atlas Studios
Gu Li pursed her lips, petulantly retorting.

The man cast her a casual glance, “You’re welcome to try!”

Gu Li: “…”

———

That night, Mo Shiting had Gu Li sent back to his private mansion, the “Blue Sky Blue Sea”, while he went to his grandfather’s hospital room.

Auntie Guan, the steward, stopped him at the door: “Young Master, it’s late, please get some rest. As for the hospital, I can handle things here.”

Mo Shiting casually observed the hospital room for a few seconds before finally saying: “Fine, I’ll leave first. But please pass on a message to my grandfather: he should know when to stop and not overdo it.”

Ignoring the astonishment on Uncle Guan’s face, he strode away quickly.

As soon as he left, Uncle Guan immediately locked the door and nervously approached the hospital bed.

The old master, who was pretending to be ill, hurriedly sat up, disbelief in his voice: “What did that brat mean by that? Does he know I faked my illness?”

Uncle Guan: “I believe so.”

“Then… doesn’t this mean all our plans have failed?”

Mo Shaoyuan felt slightly disheartened, as if his snow-white hair had been made even whiter by the shocking revelation.

Two months ago, he had been injured in the mountains and saved by Gu Li, who was warm and kindhearted, possessing a charm that could melt any heart. Such a sweet girl was exactly what the cold and lonely Mo Shiting needed.

He had wanted to set the two of them up, but before he could act, she had done something so dramatic.

Despite not knowing her motive, he chose to support her since she was the bride he had picked out.

Thus, he pretended to be seriously ill to force Mo Shiting into accepting their marriage, never expecting his disguise to be discovered.

Why does that brat have to be so clever?

The more Mo Shaoyuan thought about it, the less he could tolerate his only grandson.

Seeing this, Guan chuckled: “My Lord, your plan wasn’t a complete failure. The Young Master did not expose you, and he even acknowledged Miss Gu as his wife. Perhaps, he understands your intent to hand over authority to him soon, which is why he’s cooperating.”

Old master felt more at ease after his analysis, “You make a very good point. How long do I have to stay here?”

Uncle Guan scratched his head, “A week?”

Hearing it would be so long, the old master immediately glared, “How can that be? Are you trying to bore me to death?”

“What do you suggest then … ”

“We return home tomorrow.”

The old master made the decision immediately.

“Tomorrow?”

Uncle Guan struggled to swallow, “Isn’t that too soon?”

“What’s too soon about it? My goal has been achieved, and I don’t want to spend an extra minute in this shithole. Moreover, I need to start planning for my great-grandchild. This place is limiting my creativity!”

The old master grew more enthusiastic as he spoke, “Tell the hospital to announce that I need to rest at home, and we’ll return tomorrow morning.”

Uncle Guan: “…”

…

“Blue Sky Blue Sea”

When Mo Shiting returned to the mansion, the sky was just beginning to brighten.

Housekeeper Auntie Guan, who was starting her morning chores, greeted him cheerfully, “Young Master, congratulations on your wedding! Young Madam is beautiful and adorable. She appears to be a kind-hearted girl, you’re indeed lucky.”

Mo Shiting never expected Gu Li to win over Auntie Guan so quickly and was taken aback. “Where is she?” he asked.

“She’s sleeping in your room.”

Mo Shiting: “…”

She had the audacity to go to his room?

Who gave her the nerve?

With a grim expression, he opened the door, only to find the room completely empty; there was nobody in the washroom either.

Had she run away?

Mo Shiting’s narrow eyes slightly narrowed, a chill swept across them.

Just as he turned to leave, he heard a faint noise from the bed.