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

When Mi Qian arrived at the restaurant, a waitress greeted her with a smile, "Hello, miss, how many people are in your party? Do you have a reservation?"

"The president of the Mo Group sent me here, and he specifically instructed me to sit in his private box," Mi Qian said ostentatiously, as if she wanted the whole world to know about her relationship with Mo Yeting.

The waitress's eyes flashed with a hint of speechlessness. The manager had just instructed that if a woman mentioned Mr. Mo's name, she should be taken to the west wing, not to Mr. Mo's private room. She thought to herself, "What's with the attitude?"

"Please come with me, miss." The waitress led her to the west wing.

Mi Qian walked into the private room, which was decorated in a rather romantic style. She sat down and said, "Bring me the menu so I can take a look."

"Miss, Mr. Mo has instructed that the menu has been arranged. Tonight, we've prepared a candlelight dinner for you," the waitress said.

"Really?" Mi Qian couldn't hide her joy. Mo Yeting actually wanted to have a candlelight dinner with her. Could it be that he had fallen for her too?

"Yes, miss, I'll serve you some fruit and snacks first. We'll serve the main dishes and drinks when Mr. Mo arrives," the waitress said.

"Okay." Mi Qian thought to herself, "We're going to drink more. Is Mo Yeting also looking for an opportunity to take advantage of me while I'm drunk?"

The waitress left and soon brought back fruit and snacks.

Mi Qian was in a good mood and took a few selfies in the private room as a memento.

She suddenly had a wicked thought: what if Gu Zhihua knew she was dating her husband? Would she be furious? Ideally, she'd be so angry she'd miscarry!

After waiting for more than ten minutes, she glanced at the door of the private room from time to time, but no one opened it. She thought to herself, "Mo Yeting probably won't stand me up, right?"

Just as I was thinking this, the door to the private room was opened.

She smiled expectantly, but a waitress entered instead. Her smile froze on her face; it wasn't Mo Yeting after all.

"Miss, Mr. Mo said he'll be here in five minutes, so please serve the dishes first." After saying this, the waitress placed all the dishes from the cart on the table.

These dishes were all Western food, just a small portion of each, and they were very exquisite. The waiter set out candlesticks, lit the candles, and then dimmed the lights in the private room.

Mi Qian smiled again; the atmosphere was quite romantic.

The waitress served all the dishes and poured the wine before leaving.

After waiting for a few minutes, the door to the private room opened again, and a tall, imposing man walked in.

Ink Garden.

"Honey, what are you looking at? You're looking at your tablet while eating," Gu Zhihua asked curiously, not forgetting to put food on her mother-in-law's plate. "Mom, eat more."

Su Yue laughed out loud when she saw Gu Zhihua's adorable appearance.

Gu Zhihua's face lit up with surprise, "Mom laughed out loud, that's wonderful."

Every time Su Yue uttered a word or made a other movement, Gu Zhihua was very happy. She hoped that her mother-in-law would get better soon.

Su Yue reached out and gently patted Gu Zhihua's head, her face full of tenderness.

Seeing this beautiful scene, Mo Yeting put the tablet aside and said, "It's not important, let's eat."

In the restaurant.

The two sat on opposite sides of a long table, separated by a candlestick. The light was dim, and Mi Qian could only make out the man's general outline.

"Mr. Mo, thank you for arranging this romantic candlelight dinner tonight." Mi Qian bit her lip.

"You're welcome, it's my pleasure," the man said.

Mi Qian was determined to get herself drunk, so she raised her glass and said, "Let me toast you first."

The man did not refuse, but instead raised his glass and clinked it against the glass in the air before drinking the wine in one gulp.

Seeing how readily he downed his drink, Mi Qian felt a surge of satisfaction. If he wasn't interested in her, she'd cut off her own head and use it as a stool. He was clearly creating an opportunity; a man and a woman alone together, drunk, would naturally consummate their relationship. She had already begun to fantasize.

"Try these dishes and see if they suit your taste?" the man said.

"Okay," Mi Qian said, eating politely with her fork. "It's delicious."

The two ate and drank, and after a few drinks, Mi Qian began to feel a little dizzy.

She thought to herself, "This is really a stroke of luck. I usually have a pretty good alcohol tolerance, but I don't know what kind of wine this is, but I'm starting to feel dizzy. If I'm really drunk, I won't have to pretend anymore."

A hint of mockery flashed in the man's eyes where she couldn't see.

Mi Qian felt the intoxication come on suddenly, and she actually got drunk, seeing double images in the candlelight.

"Miss Xiaoqian, are you drunk? How about I take you upstairs to rest?" the man offered.

Upon hearing that she could rest at the hotel upstairs, Mi Qian wanted to agree immediately, but she wanted to remain reserved. However, she was also afraid that if she made a move, Mo Yeting would actually send her back to the old house.

"I...I'm so dizzy." Fine, she didn't dare refuse. So what if she didn't want to be reserved? As long as she could sleep with Mo Yeting, what did being reserved matter? Countless women wanted to get into Mo Yeting's bed, but they just didn't have the chance. Now that she had the opportunity, she definitely had to seize it.

"Okay, I'll take you upstairs." The man stood up, walked to her, and picked her up in his arms.

Mi Qian was flattered and surprised that Mo Yeting would hug her. When she looked up, she only saw the man's jawline. What a perfect jawline!

The man carried her out of the private room and headed straight for the elevator; the guest rooms were located on the eighth floor and above of the restaurant.

The old residence of the Mo family.

The man sent by Steward He reported Mi Qian's whereabouts.

Butler He rushed into the hall. "Madam, Xiaoqian went to the young master's company, and then went to the restaurant with him. They even took the elevator upstairs to the guest room department."

"What? This brat really couldn't resist being seduced?" Old Madam Mo just couldn't believe it. Although Xiaoqian had plastic surgery to look like Gu Zhihua, her grandson shouldn't be like that. Wasn't he supposed to be aloof from women before? Could it be that he's already tasted the flesh and now that his wife is pregnant, he can't hold back anymore?

"No, I'll call Ah Ting right away." Madam Mo took out her phone and dialed the number.

Mo Yeting and Gu Zhihua had just escorted Su Yue back to the villa. After instructing several maids to take good care of their mother, the couple slowly strolled back to their own villa.

Just then, his phone rang. He saw it was his grandmother calling, so he pressed the speakerphone button and said, "Grandma."

"Mo Yeting, if you dare to do anything to betray Zhihua, I will disown you as my grandson." Old Madam Mo's angry voice rang out.

Gu Zhihua looked at her husband with a completely bewildered expression, his eyes seeming to say, "You really did something to betray me?"

Mo Yeting noticed his wife's threatening gaze and looked helpless. "Grandma, don't talk nonsense. My heart is only for my wife."

"You only have your wife in your heart, yet you secretly go on dates with Xiaoqian behind Zhihua's back? Let me tell you, a man must resist temptation..."