Chapter 112 — Could He Be an Illegitimate Son? [Begging for Monthly Tickets, Fourth Bonus Update]
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"Yaoyao, your imagination is really too much... Shield Guy is about the same age as you and me, isn't he? If he were an illegitimate son, it would have to be from around the time Uncle Gu met your mother — but back then... was it even possible? Was there even a chance?" Shen Yushu shook her head, speechless.
"Uh... so I was wrong? But apart from that, what other explanation is there?" Gu Mengyao abandoned her own theory too; it was simply too far-fetched.
"Yaoyao, I think Uncle Gu is choosing a son-in-law. He's treating Shield Guy as a son-in-law..." Shen Yushu grinned slyly, teasing. Yet for some reason, having said it, she felt a little uncomfortable inside.
"Choosing a son-in-law?" Gu Mengyao's mouth fell open in astonishment; she stared at Shen Yushu blankly. "Xiaoshu... are you serious?"
"True or not, I don't know — it's only my guess." Shen Yushu shrugged. "It just feels a little like it to me. Then again, maybe it isn't..."
"How could that be? I'm only eighteen... and... no, impossible, absolutely impossible..." Gu Mengyao shook her head again and again, cheeks flushed. "Xiaoshu, what do you think?"
"Well, I think you and Shield Guy are quite a match." Shen Yushu smiled. "He can drive, he can cook, and he's got skills. That's not bad at all..."
"I don't want that." Gu Mengyao refused instinctively, yet somewhere inside her, a strange feeling stirred restlessly... Did Daddy really want him to be her boyfriend? Was it not merely a pretense of being a shield?
If that were so... he could protect her, at least. That scene in the bank had already given Gu Mengyao a deep sense of security and reliance on Wei Zhao... But the young lady's small pride and vanity only made Wei Zhao seem more infuriating.
And if that were really so, then given how he flirted with other girls, how could Daddy take a fancy to such a person? She and Xiaoshu must have misunderstood. Perhaps her father had some other, deeper intention...
Fretting over gains and losses, Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu made their way to the underground parking garage and got into Uncle Qing's Bentley. Only then did Gu Mengyao let out a faint sigh. "Xiaoshu, tell me — that guess earlier, how likely do you think it is?"
"It could be zero percent, or fifty percent, or more likely a hundred percent..." Shen Yushu had recovered her composure and spoke with a grin. "But I have a feeling it depends on which one you're hoping for, Yaoyao."
"Me? What would I be hoping for? He likes Qiu Lingshan, and that pretty girl we ran into on the shopping street yesterday — what's that to me?" Though Gu Mengyao was running Wei Zhao down, there was a faint sourness in her tone.
"Heh heh..." Shen Yushu laughed, but inwardly she sighed. Could it be that Yaoyao had fallen for him too?
After Uncle Qing finished checking the car, he got in, and Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu fell silent. Gu Mengyao's expression flickered between pique and delight, and no one could tell what she was thinking...
Shen Yushu pressed her lips together and thought to herself: Yaoyao must have spring fever — if only she had kept her mouth shut...
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