Chapter 886 - Mommy, Quick, Help Daddy Change His Shirt
Gu Mohan was back!
Tang Mo’er’s delicate hands slowly tensed up. Under his intense gaze, her heart started beating quicker.
“Mo’er.” Old Madam Lu was suddenly behind her.
“Grandma.” Tang Mo’er quickly retracted her gaze and reached out to support Old Madam Lu.
“Mo’er, it’s cold in the valley and it’s raining. What are you doing here?” Old Madam Lu looked downstairs and saw Gu Mohan.
Gu Mohan pressed his thin lips together and said respectfully in a low voice, “Greetings, Grandma. it’s our first time meeting, so let me introduce myself. I am Gu Mohan, Mo’er’s husband.”
They were upstairs while Gu Mohan was downstairs. Facing Old Madam Lu, Gu Mohan maintained his straight posture, his proper upbringing showing in his calm demeanor. He was humble yet showed no weakness.
Tang Mo’er’s heart ached, as though it had been stung by a bee. She couldn’t help but take a step forward.
At this moment, Old Madam Lu grabbed hold of Tang Mo’er’s slim wrist and pulled her behind her back. “Putting up a ruse to gain sympathy? What a pity. The weather forecast has predicted that this rain will stop in a while. You can stand as long as you want! Mo’er, let’s return to the room!”
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In the room.
Old Madam Lu patted Tang Mo’er’s hand. “Mo’er, you have to listen to Grandma this time. You have to harden your heart, so that we can treat this little rascal, Gu Mohan!”
Tang Mo’er looked at the rain outside. “Grandma, is this rain really going to stop soon?”
“Of course. I already checked the weather forecast!” Old Madam Lu patted her chest as she said this.
“But Grandma, look, the rain is getting heavier.”
Old Madam Lu looked out from the window. The rain was falling in large droplets. It was raining cats and dogs.
What was happening?
The weather forecast said that it was going to stop soon!
At this moment, two figures, one big and one small, appeared on the roof. It was Lu Jinwen and Little Munchkin.
1The two of them were in raincoats, both of them holding large water hoses. Water spurted out of them, poured downwards in heavy streams.
Little Munchkin looked at his daddy downstairs, and asked in an adorably sweet voice. “Grandpa, will this really work?”
Lu Jinwen sat on the edge of the roof. He rubbed Little Munchkin’s head. “I’ve already done all I can. I can only help your daddy this much. The rest is up to your daddy.”
Little Munchkin looked confused. What did that mean?
A child wouldn’t understand an adult’s methods.
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The rain got heavier and heavier, battering in sheets on the window, obscuring their vision. At this moment, Yan Dong’s surprised voice rang out from downstairs. “President, President, are you alright?”
Tang Mo’er opened the window quickly and stood on the balcony, looking down. Gu Mohan was already soaked through, his short hair plastered on his forehead wetly, rivulets of water running down his sharp jaw. His tall body suddenly trembled a few times and he fainted.
Gu Mohan fainted!
Tang Mo’er immediately spoke up. “Someone, open the door!”
Old Madam Lu gave a start, then sighed. Mo’er would never be a match for Gu Mohan.
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In the room, Gu Mohan lay on the soft bed. His eyes were closed and he was still in a stupor.
Little Munchkin hugged Tang Mo’er’s calves. “Mommy, Daddy’s clothes are all soaked. Quick, help him change out of them or Daddy is going to catch a cold!”