CHAPTER 363: CHAPTER 363: LIU YING’S PROVOCATION (SECOND UPDATE)

On Friday afternoon, Tang Yue didn’t have classes and had packed some stuff early to visit Mo Siyu.

She had been in touch with him over the phone during the past few days, but until she saw Mo Siyu with her own eyes, her heart couldn’t settle.

Inside the car fleet, Tang Yue was already well-known, and everyone recognized her and let her go straight to the family building.

In the room, without Mo Siyu’s presence, Tang Yue put down her things, and immediately huffed out. He had just been discharged and was already busy?

"Xiao Yue." Mo Siyu’s voice came from outside the door, his handsome face appeared before her, his forehead still covered with beads of sweat.

Tang Yue hurried forward, pulling open his clothes to check the wound that was still bandaged, making sure there was no blood seepage, she then said, "Uncle Mo, you’re not the only one working at the fleet. Do you really need to work so hard?"

"Xiao Yue." Mo Siyu pulled Tang Yue to sit down on the couch, holding her in his arms, "I just submitted the work plan for the latter half of the year, I really didn’t do much."

Tang Yue looked up in disbelief.

Mo Siyu sealed her incessant lips with a kiss, releasing the longing he felt from their days apart.

They say a day apart feels like an eternity, to Mo Siyu, it felt like several years at least.

The loneliness of the bed at night only intensified Mo Siyu’s longing.

After a while, Tang Yue gradually calmed down, leaning in his embrace, feeling immensely happy, she tilted her head and said, "I bought some groceries. Tonight, you cook."

Tang Yue smiled lightly, "The meal you cooked for me last time, I missed out on it. I have to make up for it this time."

"But I am injured." The thought of the last experience made Mo Siyu a bit hesitant.

He wasn’t afraid of hardships, nor of being splashed by hot oil, what he really feared was not doing a good job and upsetting Tang Yue’s stomach.

"Your hands aren’t the ones that are injured." Tang Yue glanced at the chest area where his wound was.

Dinner ended up being a joint effort; Tang Yue said it was for Mo Siyu to cook, but most of the prep work was done by her. Even during the actual cooking, it was Tang Yue directing.

Originally, Tang Yue wanted to cook, but Mo Siyu eagerly insisted on doing it himself.

Tang Yue didn’t refuse.

Scrambled eggs with tomatoes, stir-fried pork with green peppers, and flat bean bone soup, all were delicious in both taste and appearance.

"Wow, awesome." Tang Yue looked at the dishes and showered Mo Siyu with praises.

Puffed with pride from the compliments, Mo Siyu tasted the dishes, and though they were not as delicious as the ones Tang Zhengde made, they were at least better than the last time he cooked.

Sitting across each other at the small square table, there were endless topics to talk about.

It was an ordinary meal, but with a different person sitting across, the feeling in her heart was entirely different.

"I’m so full." Tang Yue gently touched her bloated belly, she had eaten more than she realized without noticing.

"Let’s go for a walk." Mo Siyu took Tang Yue’s hand and they walked out, downstairs, many people were taking strolls. Although the weather was not hot, the night outside was serene with many children playing around, and everyone greeted Tang Yue warmly.

Mo Siyu, young with boundless potential, and Tang Yue, although young, were not sophisticated in every respect, but at least they got along quite happily with most of the families.

The car fleet’s night scene seemed even more beautiful and tranquil.

With Mo Siyu’s hand in hers, Tang Yue turned and asked, "Uncle Mo, when we get married in the future, will we also live in the family building?"

She had never dared to imagine before that she would marry Mo Siyu.

"Sure." Mo Siyu firmly clasped her hand back.

Tang Yue glanced at him and said, "We’re not married yet, so it doesn’t count."

"I haven’t even turned 20." Tang Yue muttered; she was still a fresh and young girl.

"Once you turn 20, you’ll already be Mrs. Mo," Mo Siyu reminded.

Tang Yue looked at Mo Siyu in surprise, reminding him, "I’m only a sophomore next year."

"Who says you can’t get married while in college?" Mo Siyu retorted.

Tang Yue: ...

The moonlight stretched their shadows long and slender.

The next day, in the early morning, Tang Yue was still in her dreams when she heard noises outside her door. She yawned, opened the door, and upon seeing Liu Ying, she said, "Doctor Liu, you’ve come really early."

"Tang Yue, why are you here?" Liu Ying’s eyebrows rose slightly as she walked in, saying, "I’m here to change Brother Mo’s dressing."

Tang Yue blocked her with her hand and said, "Doctor Liu, we’ll go to the medical office for the dressing change; you don’t need to trouble yourself."

"Brother Mo is a key talent for the racing team, I..." Liu Ying was cut off in the middle of her sentence by Tang Yue, who said, "Doctor Liu, for such a small thing as changing dressings, we have nurses. Plus, it’s really early right now. Are you truly here just to change his dressing?"

Tang Yue didn’t budge an inch.

This time she was here. If she hadn’t been, and Doctor Liu came so early to Si Yu’s place, others would have seen it and it would have inevitably led to gossip.

"Yes," Liu Ying nodded affirmatively.

Liu Ying pushed Tang Yue aside. Liu Ying was a doctor but also often exercised, so Tang Yue was caught off guard and got pushed away.

Tang Yue sat on the sofa and said, "Doctor Liu, I hear your father is quite impressive?"

Liu Ying, assessing the situation and realizing no one was in the house, understood that she had arrived too late and Mo Siyu had probably left.

She looked around at the simple yet cozy layout of the room and proudly replied, "That’s right."

Mr. Liu also owned a company; their family was wealthy.

"Since that’s the case, there must be a lot of people pursuing you, right?" Tang Yue said with a smirk, almost saying outright, "You aren’t lacking suitors, so stop coveting my future husband."

Liu Ying pursed her lips and said, "Tang Yue, only I am truly worthy of standing beside Mo Siyu."

"My father can help him, and you, what can you do? You’ll just hold him back." Liu Ying didn’t hold back anymore, directly confronting her, "Tang Yue, if I were you, I would have the self-awareness to stop clinging to him."

"Heh." Tang Yue chuckled, some people are truly shameless...

"He hasn’t given up on you yet, simply because everyone knows you’re his fiancée. He’s a man and can’t break off the engagement himself. If you were to take the initiative to break it off, he’d certainly be more than happy to agree," Liu Ying said assertively.

Tang Yue signaled for her to continue.

"So, you should be the one to propose breaking off the engagement." Liu Ying earnestly said to her, "I like him, and I will marry him, so you can’t beat me."

"Doctor Liu, they say healers can’t heal themselves, and that saying couldn’t be more accurate," Tang Yue replied, "Doctor Liu, I think you should have a look at this." Tang Yue pointed to the area around her temple.

"You’re the one with a sick brain," Liu Ying angrily stood up, glaring at Tang Yue and said, "Tang Yue let me tell you, Mo Siyu is mine; even if you’re engaged, it doesn’t matter."

"Liu Ying, thanks for the good wishes. I’ll certainly grow old with Si Yu," Tang Yue retorted coldly.