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

Song Mianmian noticed his gaze following Gu Zhihua and felt displeased. She deliberately asked, "Ache, what are you looking at?"

"Look at you, you look so beautiful today. These are flowers for you," Fu Yanche said guiltily.

"So beautiful, I love it." Song Mianmian hid her displeasure; men really are all like cats that want to steal fish.

"Let's get in the car." Fu Yanche opened the car door and let her in.

Once in the car, Song Mianmian deliberately said, "Ache, I kindly invited my sister to my birthday party today, but she scolded me and said that she has an old man supporting her now and she won't come home. She said I was being fake and did it on purpose. I just wanted to clear up the misunderstanding between her and Mom and Dad."

"Ignore her. She's willingly fallen into depravity. She could have been the Song family's daughter, but she chose to become a prostitute," Fu Yanche said through gritted teeth.

Gu Zhihua opened the back door and saw a familiar face.

"Why are you here?" Gu Zhihua asked in surprise, but even more so in delight.

"I've come to pick you up so we can go home together. Come on up," Mo Yeting said.

"Okay." She obediently got into the car.

"This is a cake I bought for you." Mo Yeting handed her an exquisite box.

Gu Zhihua was stunned when she saw the cake packaging. This cake shop makes cakes fresh to order and can make them according to the customer's preferences, but it takes a long time and requires queuing. He probably doesn't need to queue because he is rich and powerful.

"Miss Gu, this cake was bought by Fourth Master himself after queuing for half an hour," said Leng Feng, who was driving. He wanted Miss Gu to know how much his master cared about her.

"You've been too talkative." Mo Yeting's voice wasn't cold; instead, it carried a hint of praise.

Leng Feng glanced at the rearview mirror and knew that his boss was praising him. What a helpful assist! He smiled and automatically raised the partition of the car.

"Why...why are you so good to me?" Gu Zhihua was touched.

"I'm so good to you, shouldn't I get a reward in return?" Mo Yeting said half-jokingly.

next second.

Gu Zhihua leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. "A-Ting, thank you."

Mo Yeting didn't expect happiness to come so suddenly. It seems that he and she have taken a step further, so he's sure to succeed when he confesses his feelings on that day.

He helped her open the cake box. "Try it, is it good?"

Gu Zhihua took the cake, scooped a spoonful and put it in her mouth. "It's delicious, it melts in your mouth and isn't too sweet."

"Really? Let me try it," he took Gu Zhihua's hand, scooped up a small spoonful and put it in his mouth. "Mmm, it's really delicious."

Gu Zhihua looked surprised and blurted out, "You...you're not a germaphobe, are you?"

"Silly girl, we've already kissed, I don't mind your saliva." He smiled.

Her face flushed instantly. He was so good at flirting! What should she do? It was the feeling of being smitten.

I had dinner in the evening.

Gu Zhihua returned to her room.

She opened the social media app; it hadn't been there in a long time.

She suddenly thought of something and quickly typed: "If a man has severe mysophobia, but eats cake with the fork you used, does that mean he likes you?"

Soon someone replied below:

[Undoubtedly, it's about liking the product; otherwise, how could someone with severe mysophobia possibly eat the other person's saliva?]

Gu Zhihua replied: 【We've kissed, but we haven't defined our relationship. What does that mean?】

That means, more than friends, but not quite lovers.

This is ambiguity; the most exciting part of a relationship is the ambiguous stage.

I agree with the comment above.

She sighed deeply. Today she finally understood that she really liked Mo Yeting. What should she do?

If I confess my feelings, will I be rejected?

Does he really like me? Or does he just want to maintain this kind of relationship?

"Ahhh~" She buried her head under the pillow, deciding to stop thinking and go to sleep.

the next day.

Upon arriving at school, Gu Zhihua chatted with Mo Yiqing as they walked, "Do you think your uncle likes me because he's so nice to me?"

"Holy crap, you're such a clueless romantic! My uncle's actions are so obvious and you didn't even notice? He definitely likes you, believe me," Mo Yiqing said confidently. She thought to herself, "You'll find out on your birthday."

"Should I confess to him and give it a try? This kind of relationship is making me feel so uncomfortable. I either like him or I'm rejected. I might as well just give up." Gu Zhihua was going crazy from his flirting.

"Absolutely not! Leave the confession to the man," Mo Yiqing quickly said.

After all, her uncle had already prepared a confession for her on her birthday, and the plan couldn't be disrupted.

"So, your uncle won't confess either? Does he want to flirt with me and not actually be together?" Gu Zhihua also felt that she was not good enough for him and became somewhat inferior.

"Oh, stop overthinking. Listen to me, let things take their course," Mo Yiqing quickly changed the subject, knowing that saying anything more would give her away. "Look at Song Mianmian, she's up to her old tricks again."

Song Mianmian raised her hand, and the watch on her wrist was very eye-catching. "This is a limited edition watch that A-Che gave me."

"Wow, Young Master Fu is so good to you," Qiao Yue said.

"This is a limited edition from HD, I'm so envious," Jiang Lin chimed in.

Mo Yiqing was speechless. All Song Mianmian did all day was show off. Who was she showing off to?

Gu Zhihua is in love with her uncle. Fu Yanche isn't even worthy to carry her uncle's shoes. What's the point of her showing off like this? Mo Yiqing looks at her like she's an idiot.

Gu Zhihua ignored her, took out her notebook, and started turning the pages.

Seeing that she was unmoved, Song Mianmian felt as if she had punched a cotton ball, and she became furious.

Hmph! What's with the arrogance? She'll let the whole world know that Gu Zhihua is vulgar and despicable, kept by an old man, while she herself is the true pride of heaven, and the position of Mrs. Fu can only belong to her.

school.

Gu Zhihua opened the back door and saw Mo Yeting again.

"Get in the car." He leaned back in the back seat, languid and aloof.

"Why did you come to pick me up again today?" Gu Zhihua was surprised.

"I'll take you out to eat," he replied simply.

"Oh." She nodded obediently.

Private kitchen restaurant.

Several men sat in the private room and chatted idly.

"What has Fourth Brother been busy with lately? He hasn't been active in the WeChat group at all," He Jinzhou asked casually.

"I'll tell you a shocking secret," Lu Yanjing said, trying to pique your interest.

"What secret? Tell me quickly." Shen Yan was very curious.

"Stop keeping me in suspense." Li Hanchuan was also very curious.

"Hehe, you're curious, aren't you?" Lu Yanjing just wouldn't say.

at this time.

The door to the private room was opened, and everyone looked over.

Gu Zhihua thought it was just the two of them, but she didn't expect there to be so many people in the private room, and she felt a little embarrassed.