"You’re not awake yet, are you? Who wants to take wedding photos with you!"
Mo Shu’s words almost escaped his lips, decisively making Yu Siqiao’s face darken, "What did you say?"
Thinking he hadn’t heard clearly, Mo Shu repeated, "I said, I don’t want to take wedding photos!"
Yu Siqiao clenched the phone in his hand tighter and suddenly sneered, "You say you won’t take them? The day after tomorrow, I’m coming to get you!"
Mo Shu darkened his face and suddenly raised his voice, "Hey, taking wedding photos is exhausting, you know. How could a pregnant woman endure that!" Discover more novels at Nove1Fire.net
"I see you have plenty of energy," Yu Siqiao clearly heard the resistance in her voice, and the fire inside him grew even more. He sneered, "If it’s too much for you, I’ll just have to hold you up, but you must finish taking those photos for me!"
Mo Shu exploded, "I’ve been really busy lately, I don’t have time! Today I even have to attend a salon, and it’ll take several days before I can come back. If you really want to take them so badly, go take them yourself!"
"Salon?" Yu Siqiao suddenly thought of the cruise salon that Cheng Du and Li Shaobai had been trying to get him to attend, "The one at sea?"
Mo Shu sneered, "What’s it to you..."
Sao Zha: [It matters, it matters, did you forget that your main task is to have the male lead save the damsel in distress!]
Mo Shu suddenly remembered.
It seemed there was such a thing.
[If the main task isn’t completed, it will be considered a mission failure, and you’ll get a taste of the painful ending sooner than expected~]
Yu Siqiao’s voice came through again, "Just now you said taking wedding photos was too much, but going to that complex place isn’t? Hmph!"
Mo Shu’s face darkened even more as she told Yu Siqiao, "Yes, it’s a networking event between designers from various industries. It’s a large-scale event, many new and well-known people in the industry will attend. As Brother Yun Jing’s partner, I obviously have to risk my life for nobility. What’s being pregnant matter? After I board the ship, I’ll even drink and dance. I just don’t want to take wedding photos. Can you control that?"
Yu Siqiao’s expression turned even darker and colder, and even the temperature around him seemed to plummet drastically.
"You wretched woman, do you even know who you are!" Yu Siqiao couldn’t bear it any longer and yelled," You dare to go try it!"
Meng Yunjing’s partner?
Risking life for nobility?
Was this woman tired of living?!
Yu Chen straightened up subtly and shifted slightly toward the edge of the car window.
"Then you try to see if I dare to go," Mo Shu laughed out of anger and defiantly challenged him, "I’m not just going to go, I also invited Gu Wenjuan to join. How could such an event go on without someone who loves design, right, Young Master Yu?"
Mo Shu, seeing it was about right, directly hung up and tossed the phone to Ji Nan.
Yu Siqiao hadn’t finished speaking, and the call was abruptly cut off, all his words stuck in his mouth, his stomach filled with anger as if he was about to explode.
Yu Siqiao made two more calls in that direction, with no surprise, no one answered.
"Dammit!" Yu Siqiao, in a fit of rage, threw his phone to the ground and shouted at Yu Chen, "When does that cruise depart?"
Yu Chen shivered and hurriedly said, "Three this afternoon..."
"Bring the work for the next few days," Yu Siqiao gritted his teeth furiously, "This damn woman, it’s time to put her in her place!"