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Ming Xue Mo's heart thumped loudly, how did Aunt Yun see through it? She'd only realized this morning that she liked Gu Zi's question. Aunt Yun had seen the signs of her early love so quickly?

How should she answer?

No matter what, she couldn't admit it. This wasn't considered a puppy love, so with her and Gu Ziquan's current situation, it could only be considered a secret crush on him. However, even if he denied it, he still had to use skill, otherwise, it could easily become a cover-up.

Let her think about it...

Aunt Yun saw that she was silent for a long time, but she didn't press her and instead apologized, "Miss, I was just casually saying, don't be angry."

Only then did Ming Xue Mo come to her senses. That's right, as long as she didn't say anything, she would be able to deal with anything. Aunt Yun knew that her words were in direct proportion to her mood. If she did not say anything, it would be equivalent to her being unhappy.

He made a guilty and cold tone, "I'm hanging up. I'll go back by myself later."

"Miss …" Before Aunt Yun finished speaking, Mingxue had already hung up the phone.

After putting the phone back into her bag, Mingxue walked back to the dining table with her head lowered. She suddenly didn't dare look into Gu Ziwen's eyes. If Aunt Yun guessed what was on her mind, would he discover it? How would he react if he knew she liked him? This was the first time since she was young that she had been so unsure of one thing.

Gu Zi asked as if he hadn't noticed anything wrong with her, and quickly finished the bowl of rice like a hungry ghost and started scooping up the second bowl. Seeing that Ming Xue Mo had just finished her call, he said, "Eat it while it's hot."

"Oh!" Mingxue made an 'oh' sound as she once again picked up the bowl of rice.

Gu Zi asked. With the food in his mouth, he pointed the chopsticks at her with a frown. "Why do you never eat?" He gave her a little of each and put it on her plate.

When Ming Xuemei saw that he was still unwilling to stop even after filling her plate to the brim, she hurriedly stopped him, "Enough is enough, I can't eat that much."

Gu Zi asked, still holding the food. "You need to eat more. Look at you, you look like you're stirring up beans."

Momo's face instantly turned red. Holding the chopsticks in her hand, she glared at him, both embarrassed and annoyed.

Gu Zi asked, as if nothing had happened. "Others say that girls weigh no more than a hundred, and that they're short or flat. I think you're around 165, so …" He replaced the next words with a shrug of his shoulder — so it's not without proof that you have a small chest.

Mingxue's eyes widened even wider, and her face turned red to a whole new level. He, he actually said that she had flat breasts …

Gu Zi continued to eat with a cool demeanor while suppressing her. "Don't look at me, I've hurt you more. My figure meets international standards."

Mingxue bit her lips in annoyance and said with a flushed face, "What I care about is the inside."

Gu Zi asked, shaking his head in disapproval. "What's the use of having it inside?" "Let me tell you, first impressions still have to be seen on the outside. Do you want to cut open the chest and show them what's inside?"

Ming Xuemei found that he could always speak nonsense, so she hesitated on whether to hide her face in his stomach, and went all out to discuss with him about whether the chest cavity was the most important or the outside was more important. "Young Master, Teacher Ming's phone rang again."

Ming Xue Mo put down her bowl of rice that she hadn't eaten twice and walked over to pick it up. This time it was her mother, Dai Weiping. Looking at this name that seemed to come from the horizon, she suddenly felt an indescribable feeling in her heart. It was like when a person wanted to eat something when they were very hungry, but when they were hungry, they stopped eating. She seemed to have "starved" her parents.

"Mommy —" She slid the button to answer, her tone like a good child's template, but without any personal emotion.

Upon hearing her voice, Gu Zi, who had been eating heartily, not only lost all of his appetite, but also became so scared that goosebumps appeared on the ground. So this little girl was like this in front of her parents. Compared to the way Gu Si was getting along with him, they seemed a little … It caused people to feel pity for him.

He didn't know what his mother said, he only heard her lowering her head and replying, "Yes, we're still studying, it's about to end."

After less than two seconds, she suddenly raised her eyes and turned sideways. She looked at him nervously.

"Can I have a chat with your teacher?" Dai Weiping had just said.

Although Gu Zi wasn't sure what his mother had said, he could guess from her expression that she must have been exposed.

From the direction of the gate, a dazzling light could be seen. It was Teacher Tang, who had returned after dancing in the square. Gu Zi spoke while pointing at Ming Xue Mo, "Ask for Teacher Tang's help."

MingXue Mo accepted his suggestion. Although she wasn't sure how much she knew about Gu Zi asking her to turn her over to Gu Si as a home tutor because she had found her home tutor, he obviously couldn't hear her mother's words, but she believed that he could help her deal with her mother's investigation.

An Xin said, "Okay, wait a moment."

Clutching the receiver, he looked at Teacher Tang.

Tang Xiu received her and Gu Zi's pleading gazes and walked towards them in his ballet steps, wishing for more. She smiled elegantly at Mingshumo, signalling to her not to worry. Taking the phone from her, she said in her standard teacher's voice, "Hello, Mrs. Mingxiu."

Her voice sounded very gentle, and her first impression of her was not bad. "May I know how to address you, Teacher?"

"I'm Teacher Tang."

"How's Momo's performance?"

"Very well. She is a smart and well-behaved student."

"We've never been worried about her studies, but her personality is a bit eccentric. We hope that Teacher Tang can communicate with her a little, so that she can be lively and more cheerful as much as possible."

"Alright." Teacher Tang agreed, but in her heart, she was cursing at them: These parents are really open-minded. The problem of a child's character is left to the teacher to rectify, and it's even a home tutor. They thought that their daughter was eccentric, but in reality, this girl wasn't. She clearly had a typical lack of love syndrome. What a poor child.

After getting Teacher Tang's approval, Dai Weiping relaxed. "Then I'll have to trouble Teacher Tang to take care of this matter." Then he asked her to give the phone to Mingxue.

With just this one sentence, she could relax. Teacher Tang was also speechless.

After handing the phone back to Mingmei, she looked at her with a maternal glint in her eyes, as if to say: It's okay, your mother doesn't care about you, but you still have us.

Mingxue looked down. She did not want to be pitied, because only the pitiful people would be pitied. Her mind was strong, strong enough to grow up on her own.

He placed the phone by his ear and just said, "Hello —"

Dai Weiping was ready to hang up, "Momo, Momo is still busy, I'll talk to you next time." She looked like she was in a hurry.

"…" Ming Xue Mo felt as if something was pressing down on her chest, blocking her way. She thought she would not suffer any more. Didn't she tell herself this afternoon that she didn't need their love anymore? But why did she still feel such sadness? Mom's phone call finally arrived as scheduled, but not only did she not notice anything amiss, the conversation she had with her had been reduced to three sentences. Was it because she found the home tutor teacher, so they could be more at ease to leave her alone? She really wanted to muster up the courage to ask, "What the hell are you guys doing?" In the end, he did not manage to ask. He could only use the small hand holding the phone to silently pull with force. Then, with the same obedient and sensible tone, he said, "Goodbye Mommy."

Dai Weeping said goodbye and hung up. He didn't call out her name again, not to mention affectionately calling out to his daughter and baby just like how other people's mothers called out to their mothers …

Mingxue's eyes dimmed as she put the phone away and put it into her bag.

Gu Zi asked. It seemed that he had finished eating. He put down his bowl and chopsticks, walked over, and asked, "Are you still eating?"

Mingxue slightly shook her head, "I'm not eating anymore."

Gu Zi began to understand why she was so small and small. When she thought of her parents, she was so angry that she didn't even need to eat. However, it was not realistic to eat everything in one bite to become a big fatty. Everything had to go through a process.

"Then I'll take you home."

Mingxue lightly nodded her head and politely bowed to Teacher Tang. "Thank you Auntie."

Teacher Tang revealed a smile that revealed two lines on her tail. "There's no need to be so polite." She urged Gu Zi, "You guys be careful on the way." She went back to her room to take a bath.

Gu Zi asked, "Okay, I understand." Then he picked up Momo's backpack and headed out the door. This time, his car didn't stop by the door, so he took Ming-jue to the garage.

The garage was bigger and more luxurious than any of the flagship stores, and there were all sorts of cars parked neatly in it, but she didn't choose any of them, instead she led Mimo inside and stopped in front of a Yamaha R6.

"Let's change to another mode of transportation today." He took a hard hat and put it on. Then he handed one to Mingmei and said, with the air of a locomotive, "Get in."

Ming Xuemei was a bit dumbfounded. "You're taking me back home on a motorcycle?"

Gu Zi asked in a matter-of-fact manner, "Don't tell me you want me to change to a bicycle?" He thought for a while, "It's not impossible, but it's hard to say if you will return home today or tomorrow."

After a moment's hesitation, she put on her helmet and got into the car.

Gu Zi asked as he twisted the handlebars, reminding her, "Sit tight."

"En!" Ming Xue replied. She wanted to grab onto something, but found that she couldn't do anything. She had no choice but to pull at the sides of his clothes.

However, Gu Zi's starting speed was very fast, and it was purely out of habit and natural instinct. Ming Xue Mo fell forward, her frightened heart did not go through her brain, but instead directly ordered her hand, and she tightly hugged Gu Zi.

Exiting the gate, Gu Zi asked and started to speed up again. Ming Xue Mo was so scared by this speed that she didn't even dare to make a sound, afraid that her breath would hit the wind and drag her out of the car. Even with her arms around him, she still didn't feel safe enough. Her whole body was on his back, and she couldn't help it.

The rushing wind whistled past her ears, along with Gu Zi's voice. The wind blew into her ears, "If you feel scared, shout it out loud!" The method of dissolving balloons was good, but it was too gentle. It was not satisfying at all. When he felt aggrieved in his heart, a simple and crude method was more conducive to recovery.

"What did you say?!" Ming Xue Mo didn't hear it clearly. Her mind was filled with the words: Amitabha, don't fall down.

Gu Zi asked in a loud voice as he repeated, "If you feel scared, then shout it out loud!"

This time, she understood. She knew that Gouzi wanted to take her home on the motorcycle. She tried to lift her head against the wind, to let go of her voice and shout, "Ahh!