Chapter 1047: Mo Family Princess’s Marriage [49]

“I’ll pick you up tomorrow morning?” asked Chu Xiuhuang.

Mo Weiyi pouted, “No need.”

“What’s wrong? Unhappy?” Chu Xiuhuang chuckled, “Who dared to upset the Little Princess?”

The man’s voice was very gentle.

Ever since the news of the marriage alliance between the two families got out, Chu Xiuhuang had been especially tender toward her.

But Mo Weiyi could never forget how someone had looked so unruly when they first met…

Plus the dark history she had later found about him online.

Mo Weiyi certainly didn’t think that marriage would turn a playboy into a reformed man, gold not exchanged; she feared he was just putting on an act in front of the elders, much like herself.

“No need,” she said, “I’ll go by myself. I know the place.”

“How can that be okay?” Chu Xiuhuang wouldn’t have it, “If my mother sees this tomorrow, she’ll say I’m not considerate enough.”

Mo Weiyi raised an eyebrow, “Doesn’t that highlight my independence perfectly?”

Chu Xiuhuang snorted, “Does the Little Princess care so much about what my mother thinks of her?”

Mo Weiyi also laughed, “Didn’t you agree to marry me because I am outstanding? To shut the Chu family elders up?”

A long, hearty laugh came through the phone.

…

Xiao Yebai entered the living room only to hear a familiar, sweet laugh.

On the sofa, Mo Weiyi, dressed casually at home, leaned back lazily, holding a phone, with a sweet, light smile on her small face.

Seeming to hear the noise, she suddenly looked up.

Xiao Yebai, without a change of expression, averted his gaze and headed for his bedroom.

“Alright, it’s almost twelve o’clock, I should stop chatting with you. I need my beauty sleep, otherwise, I’ll have dark circles tomorrow,” Mo Weiyi’s delicate voice rose.

“…”

“See you tomorrow at the bridal shop.” After that, Mo Weiyi hung up the phone, got up, and called out to him, “Xiaobai, stop right there!”

Xiao Yebai’s expression remained unchanged, but upon hearing her words, he stopped in his tracks.

It was already August, and Nancheng’s August was always stiflingly hot. The man was not wearing a jacket; his black suit jacket hung casually from his left hand, and his right hand held car keys. His figure was tall and solitary in a crisp white shirt and meticulously pressed black dress pants, giving off a faint sense of aloofness.

Mo Weiyi slowly stood up, her gaze fixed intently on him, “Dad told you, didn’t he? Tomorrow, I’m going to try on wedding dresses.”

Xiao Yebai still had his back to her, “I know.”

“What do you mean, you know?” Mo Weiyi said with a spoiled princess tone, “Let me tell you, dad has an engagement tomorrow, and grandpa is not well, so he definitely won’t be able to accompany me. That’s why you were asked to go with me,”

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a low…

At first, Mo Weiyi thought it was her imagination.

The next second, she widened her eyes, took a few steps forward, and went straight up to him.

Xiao Yebai was too tall, and even though she stood at 1.7 meters tall, she seemed much shorter at home in her slippers.

Mo Weiyi struggled to raise her head, her voice accusing, “What are you laughing at?”

Xiao Yebai’s indifferent gaze shifted downward, “What?”

“What were you laughing at just now?” Mo Weiyi stared at him, irritated, “Don’t think I didn’t hear it. I clearly heard it, what did that sneer just now mean?”

To her surprise, Xiao Yebai raised an eyebrow and even curved his thin lips, “In just a few days, the Little Princess has improved her skills at turning the tables on others.”

Mo Weiyi: “???”

She belatedly caught a whiff of alcohol, and seeing the man’s handsome, defined face, as well as the faint redness in the depths of his eyes…

“You’ve been drinking?”

Xiao Yebai didn’t respond, nor did he move.

Across the thin layer of his glasses, his gaze was intense, unwavering as he locked eyes with her.

In just a few short seconds, Mo Weiyi found herself gradually losing her edge under his gaze, and even… her cheeks flushed, her heart pounding “thump thump” erratically.

“Haven’t I told you before, to drink less when you’re out socializing? Can’t you dodge a bit when those bosses toast you? If you ruin your health, it will be too late,” Mo Weiyi’s voice became sweet and gentle again, devoid of the arrogance and accusations from before.

Xiao Yebai narrowed his eyes suddenly and countered, “Who told you I had social engagements tonight?”

Mo Weiyi again: “???”

No engagements?

That would mean…

Her pupils dilated slightly as a bold thought took shape in her mind, “So… you were drinking with friends then?”

But that wasn’t right.

Ever since Xiaobai joined the Mo Family, he seemed to have no friends. He had always preferred to be on his own, even more so now after spending so much time abroad…

“Still colleagues?” Nancheng didn’t answer, he just calmly withdrew his gaze and then raised his hand, loosening the collar of his shirt tied with a tie.

A very common gesture, yet from Mo Weiyi’s perspective, it seemed irresistibly sexy.

Especially when he tilted his head slightly, the sharp and smooth lines of his profile, the prominent Adam’s apple rolled up and down…

Mo Weiyi blinked, and she couldn’t help but recall that night unbidden.

They were entangled seamlessly on the bed…

She remembered that for most of the time, he was the one guiding the positions and the rhythm…

Even though before that, she had arrogantly claimed that he wouldn’t know and she could teach him…

But when it got down to the real action, she realized that he was much more skilled and experienced than she had imagined…

“What are you looking at?” Xiao Yebai had already put his hand down and was asking her.

Mo Weiyi was gradually regaining her composure, but before she could speak…

“Your face is so red, what are you thinking about?”

Despite Xiao Yebai’s voice being as cold and indifferent as ever, Mo Weiyi, feeling guilty, blushed even hotter, and her eyes began to dart away.

Xiao Yebai said nothing out of the ordinary, “Tomorrow I will accompany you to try on the wedding dress, if there’s nothing else, I’ll go back to my room.”

Mo Weiyi turned her face away, pinched her fingers, and finally managed to calm herself down, her features instantly becoming stern and tight. She said, “Go ahead.”

Xiao Yebai: “…”

A second later, he turned and left with a very stable gait.

Hearing the room’s door snap shut, Mo Weiyi turned to look at the tightly closed door in front of her, biting her lip with irritation.

Mo Weiyi, you really are filled with lust!

Was it just looking at his Adam’s apple that made her recall what happened that night?!

**

The next morning, Mo Weiyi got out of bed, picked clothes, finished her makeup, and went downstairs.

The appointed time was 10 a.m.

“Princess, what would you like for breakfast?” asked Aunt Zhou, her eyes involuntarily measuring her up.

Mo Weiyi smiled and asked her, “Aunt Zhou, do I look pretty today?”

“Beautiful, beautiful; the princess looks good in anything.”

Only…

This was the first time she had seen the Little Princess dressed so sexily…

Today, Mo Weiyi wore a red strappy dress, the slender straps tied over her pale and delicate shoulders, arms, and beautiful legs all on display, even showing a bit of cleavage…

“Princess,” Aunt Zhou couldn’t help but remind her, “The master said that the princess and Young Master Chu are going to try on wedding dresses today…”

“Right,” acknowledged Mo Weiyi, glancing at the dining room, “Where’s Xiaobai?”

“Young Master Xiao? He had breakfast and went back to his room already.”

Mo Weiyi nodded and quickly sat down at the dining table, “Aunt Zhou, serve me breakfast quickly, and go to his room and tell Xiaobai we are leaving.”

Aunt Zhou: “…Okay.”

…

After preparing breakfast, Aunt Zhou wiped her hands and immediately went to knock on the door.

Mo Weiyi took a sip of milk and pricked up her ears.

“Young Master Xiao, the princess is having breakfast. She asked me to call you.”

“Got it.”

Mo Weiyi held back a laugh, looking down to stuff a piece of omelette in her mouth.

Soon footsteps were heard passing the dining room and then heading to the living room.

Mo Weiyi couldn’t help but look up.

Xiao Yebai sat down on the sofa in the living room, casually picking up a newspaper from the table to read.

Even though he didn’t have work today, the man was still dressed in a fine white shirt; his fair skin and handsome features were especially scholarly and refined with frameless glasses.

Looking further down…

His long legs were casually bent in black trousers, appearing especially long.

Indeed, he was the man she had set her sights on, faultless from head to toe, with a figure so superior.

That day when choosing the wedding attire, she honestly hadn’t dwelled much on her own choices; after all, she was beautiful and looked good in anything.

She was more concerned about the groom’s attire, imagining Xiao Yebai in it–from the wedding suit down to the subsequent toast suits every time she saw them…