Mo Shu was in turmoil, roaring internally, "How am I supposed to come up with a plan? Should I really go to Yu Siqiao and tell him, 'Hey, your life-saving benefactor is about to be sold, hurry up and save her'? That's just not realistic at all!"
Sao Zha snorted coldly and with a certain aloofness, "If it weren't for you changing the plot, the main female character should be living comfortably in the male lead's apartment by now."
Mo Shu instantly quieted down. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ NoveI-Fire.ɴet
Right, if things had followed the normal course of the plot, she would have kidnapped Gu Wenjuan at night, slapped her around, berated her for seducing Yu Siqiao, thus making her an enemy in everyone's eyes.
Additionally, Mo Shu, in an attempt to retain Yu Siqiao, announced to the whole world that she was pregnant.
Yu Siqiao, on the other hand, took Gu Wenjuan away just to humiliate her.
After that, everyone knew that Yu Siqiao had taken a liking to Gu Wenjuan and, because she was his childhood savior, he chose to keep her close by.
At first, Yu Siqiao simply saw her as a tool to humiliate Mo Shu, but as days turned into months and he grew fond of Gu Wenjuan, he went to great lengths to break off his engagement to be with her.
In the end, the whole Mo Family was ruined by Yu Siqiao, Mr. Mo died tragically, and Mo Shu ended up homeless on the streets.
And now, because of her will to survive, none of this had happened.
So Gu Wenjuan had not been taken away by Yu Siqiao and could only return to the Gu Family, subjecting herself to her unscrupulous father's arrangements.
Mo Shu suddenly felt some sympathy for her.
But surely she couldn't suffer misfortune herself just out of sympathy for Gu Wenjuan, could she?
Sao Zha: "So hurry up and think of a way to twist the plot back on track."
She needed to think carefully about how she could naturally shift Yu Siqiao's attention back to Gu Wenjuan.
But for now, she should just enjoy the treatment of a princess.
After her bath, the maid pushed in a long row of racks filled with sleepwear of various styles and colors, a dazzling array to choose from.
Mo Shu picked out a bright red silk robe and, after being pampered with a hair blowout, skincare, and even a full-body spa, she beautifully drifted off to sleep.
Due to her upbringing, Mo Shu's biological clock was very punctual.
She woke up on time at 5:30 am.
She followed the routine and practiced an hour of dance, and then it was time for washing up and dressing.
She moved from the hundred square meter dance and fitness room to the two hundred square meter closet, spinning dizzily among nearly ten thousand pieces of clothing to several thousand handbags, finally subdued by the luxurious and beautiful wall of shoes.
Mo Shu's legs were almost giving out, her heart crying out in admiration.
This kind of life was truly every woman's dream!
Unfortunately, she was destined not to take any of it with her.
Sao Zha snorted contemptuously, still speaking perfect Hong Kong-style English, "Look at you, so unsophisticated!"
Sao Zha: "You could consider, in a little while, whether to go back to school by helicopter or in a Rolls-Royce."
When Mo Shu, makeup done, descended the stairs, her steps felt like floating.
Upon reaching the dining room, the family was already seated at the table, waiting just for her.
Qin An, seeing her once again, felt inferior but couldn't help taking a few extra glances.
Today Mo Shu was wearing a wine-red cheongsam.
Such an outfit highlighted her already stunning figure even more vividly.
With every step, she took, glimpses of her fair, delicate long legs could be seen.
Mo Shu naturally came down and sat in her designated spot.
From Qin An's angle, Mo Shu's jawline was perfect, her cold and haughty demeanor remained, just like a queen coming down to inspect.
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I'm begging for some tickets here!