Chapter 737 - Have You Showered?
It was Tang Mo’er.
Upon hearing Fairy Sister’s voice, Little Munchkin’s eyes became even redder but he did not cry. Daddy said that he was a little man, and real men were not allowed to cry.
“Fairy Sister, can you come and fetch me?” Little Munchkin said in a childish voice.
“Oh Niuniu, it’s you! What happened? Are you unhappy?” Tang Mo’er’s voice was soft, tender and very pleasant.
“Fairy Sister, my Daddy is matchmaking with an Auntie. I don’t want to stay here anymore.”
Matchmaking…
Upon hearing this word, Tang Mo’er froze.
Tang Mo’er paused for two seconds, before reporting the name of a street. “Happiness Garden.”
“Alright, I will be there immediately.”
Gu Mohan hung up the phone immediately and flicked the indicator signal before making a turn.
…
Tang Mo’er was currently staying at the singles’ apartment at Happiness Garden. She was sitting on the bed in the room with Little Munchkin lying on her lap. “Fairy Sister, is my Daddy coming?”
Tang Mo’er stroked Little Munchkin’s head. “Niuniu, you didn’t tell your Daddy that I was going to bring you over here?”
Little Munchkin nodded his head.
“Why didn’t you tell your Daddy? Your Daddy has been looking for you.”
Little Munchkin looked at Tang Mo’er with his huge doe-like eyes. “But Daddy is matchmaking with an Auntie.”
He was matchmaking with a woman.
Tang Mo’er felt like her heart had been lightly stung by a bee and it hurt slightly, but soon after, she forced out a smile. He had pinned her down on the bed and forced kisses on her last night, and today he was matchmaking with another woman!
Besides her, he was also dating other women.
There was an indescribable feeling in Tang Mo’er’s heart. She felt twinges of pain, but it was confusing to her. Why did she even care? She barely knew the man.
“Fairy Sister, Grandma said Daddy will marry a woman soon and that she would be my Mom. Is it true?” Little Munchkin asked.
Tang Mo’er did not know how to answer. She looked at Little Munchkin tenderly and smiled. “Niuniu, Big Sister is not very sure about your Daddy’s matters, but I know that your Daddy loves you a lot.”
Little Munchkin promptly hugged Tang Mo’er’s svelte waist and snuggled into her arms. “Mm, I love my Daddy a lot too.”
With that, Little Munchkin closed his eyes and fell asleep.
…
When she saw that Little Munchkin had fallen asleep, Tang Mo’er slipped into the bathroom to shower. She emerged with a towel to dry her wet hair. At this moment, the doorbell of the apartment rang.
Gu Mohan had arrived.
Tang Mo’er opened the door and saw a tall, handsome figure standing there.
“President Gu, here you are. Come in, Niuniu is sleeping in my room.”
Gu Mohan glanced at the woman. “You just showered?”
Tang Mo’er was confused. “What?”
Gu Mohan looked at her. The woman had just finished her shower and her chestnut brown wavy hair was scattered messily around her shoulders. She was wearing an over-sized white shirt, which accentuated her delicate frame and fair skin.
Her ravishing face was fair and clean. She did not have any make-up on, but her features were exquisite and beautiful.
She was aware that the man was gazing at her from head to toe. Tang Mo’er’s luscious lashes suddenly quivered, and she immediately understood something.
He asked her if she had showered?
It was sexually suggestive when a man asked such a question in the middle of the night.
Tang Mo’er looked away as Gu Mohan entered the apartment.
A gust of cold wind swept in when the man entered, together with the clean and masculine scent he emanated.
Tang Mo’er closed the apartment door, and said in a hushed voice, “President Gu, I have something to ask you.”
The lights at the entryway shone down on Gu Mohan. He looked at the woman and stuck one hand into his pocket. “Hm?”
Tang Mo’er raised her head to meet the man’s deep and narrow eyes. “Did you go for a matchmaking session today?”
Upon hearing these words, Gu Mohan swiftly arched his brows and advanced towards her.
The size of the apartment was not very big, and the size at the entryway was even smaller. As the man came closer to her, Tang Mo’er retreated a few steps subconsciously, till her delicate back hit the wall.
Gu Mohan placed one hand on the wall, looked at the woman’s delicate face and his lips curled into a smirk. “Are you jealous?”