Baby! Be good! Don't be afraid! Your husband isn't a wild animal!

Mo Yeting has severe mysophobia; he took off his shirt and threw it directly into the back seat of the car.

Watching the culprit, whose shirt was soaked with tears, letting his mind wander and his thoughts run wild, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Heh~" He let out a low chuckle. "I'm a germaphobe. I can't bring myself to do it to a poor little thing with a face full of tears and all that dirt. Get in the car and go home."

Gu Zhihua was rejected, so she quickly wiped away her tears, got into the car angrily, and complained that he was being disdainful of her when she was upset.

Hmph! Fine, next time if he tries to kiss me by force, I'll cry all dirty so he won't be able to do it.

Mo Yeting started the car and returned to the villa.

The car stopped in front of the villa. Mo Yeting got out of the car. Leng Yan, Leng Feng, and Butler Mo were still chatting in the garden, surrounded by two wolfhounds.

Upon seeing them return, Butler Mo went to greet them, "Fourth Master."

"Throw that shirt off the back seat," he said, and headed towards the villa. All he wanted to do now was take a shower.

"Why is Fourth Master naked?" Leng Yan gossiped softly.

When Leng Feng saw Gu Zhihua get out of the car, her eyes and nose were red, clearly from crying. "I have a bold idea," he said. "Could Fourth Master have lost his temper and taken advantage of Miss Gu?"

Leng Yan couldn't understand it either, and shook his head.

Gu Zhihua overheard what Mo Yeting had told the housekeeper. Was he really that disgusted? He even threw away his shirt.

"Miss Gu, are you alright?" Butler Mo asked.

"It's nothing, I just got your Fourth Master's clothes dirty. Your Fourth Master is not only unpredictable, but also extremely germaphobic!" she complained angrily.

"Miss Gu, Fourth Master does indeed have severe mysophobia," Butler Mo replied.

Gu Zhihua was fuming. That dog of a man really has a lot of bad habits.

"I'm going back to my room now," she said, and walked back to the villa.

Only after Gu Zhihua left did Leng Yan and Leng Feng run over.

"Butler Mo, what's wrong with them? Why did they throw away Fourth Master's clothes?" Leng Feng asked.

"Miss Gu said she got Fourth Master's clothes dirty," Butler Mo answered honestly.

The cold words were full of meaning: "There must be a story between Fourth Master and Miss Gu."

The group exchanged glances and nodded.

Gu Zhihua went upstairs, first passing Mo Yeting's room before arriving at her own.

His room door was open, and as she passed by, she subconsciously peeked in and found that he wasn't in the room, but she could hear water running from the bathroom.

She thought to herself, "Does he really dislike my tears that much? He's such a germaphobe! Hmph!"

After venting her frustrations, she went to the walk-in closet, walked to the pajama section, and glanced around. Why were they all wearing nightgowns? And so sexy at that?

She flipped through the items and found a two-piece set, with a slip dress underneath and a robe on top. Although the robe was quite transparent, at least it would provide some coverage.

She went back to her room, took a shower, and still wasn't sleepy. She went to the balcony, where a gentle breeze blew by, which felt very comfortable.

Looking up at the starry sky, she felt a little lost. She had been in this manor for several days. Song Mianmian probably thought she was dead.

I feel completely cut off from the outside world right now. I wonder if they will go to my adoptive parents and make things difficult for them?

Thinking about this, she became a little scared. She had also lost her phone. What should she do?

After taking a shower, Mo Yeting arrived at her room and found that the door was not closed properly. He pushed the door open and went in, only to find her standing on the balcony in a daze again.

She had her back to herself, and a gentle breeze blew by, causing her hair and the hem of her nightgown to sway softly in the wind. She looked like a girl from a manga, creating a beautiful scene.

She was so engrossed in her thoughts that she didn't even notice Mo Yeting had walked up behind her.

His deep, magnetic voice came from behind her, "What are you thinking about?"

Gu Zhihua was startled, "Ah~"

Mo Yeting pulled the person into his arms, "Are you thinking about something bad? What are you afraid of?"