Chapter 503 - 503 Afraid That You Will Fall in Love With Her
After a day of recording, Mo Rao was already light-headed and didn’t have the strength to confront the two of them downstairs.
“I’ll go up with you.” Fu Ying gave Mo Rao a deep look, then he followed her.
Mo Rao turned to look at Gu Ci and smiled at him. “Go back and rest quickly. Thank you for sending me back.”
When he saw Mo Rao’s smile, Gu Ci’s displeasure faded a little.
“Yes.” He nodded slightly. Only when Mo Rao disappeared from his sight did he slowly turn around and get into the car.
On the way back, Gu Ci gazed at the scenery outside the window thoughtfully.
“President Gu, are you still going to avenge Miss?” At this moment, Jack, who was driving, couldn’t help but ask.
At the mention of her sister, Gu Ci’s body stiffened.
His sister, Gu Xue, had died a few years ago on a snowy winter day.
He still remembered that day when he went to see Gu Xue. In the end, he saw her jump down from upstairs and smash into the snow. Her blood bloomed under her like a gorgeous rose.
“Yes.” Gu Ci’s expression turned cold, and hatred flashed across his eyes.
“But… I’m afraid you’ll really fall in love with Miss Mo.” Jack was an outsider, so he could see everything clearly.
He had long known Gu Ci’s motive for getting close to Mo Rao. However, as Gu Ci and Mo Rao interacted day after day, Jack felt that Gu Ci was no longer that fixated on revenge.
The way he looked at Mo Rao was very telling.
Gu Ci took a deep breath. Was he in love?
He didn’t understand it either.
Sometimes, he felt that Gu Xue’s death had nothing to do with Mo Rao, so wasn’t it too cruel to use her as a sacrifice?
However, Gu Ci wanted Mo Yuan to know this pain, this pain of losing his beloved family.
He knew that Mo Yuan treated Mo Rao like a treasure and that in Mo Yuan’s heart, Mo Rao was his only family.
Just as he felt that Gu Xue was his only family.
He wanted to destroy Mo Rao. This way, Mo Yuan would definitely suffer like him.
To Gu Ci, death was too easy. It was easier to let a person die, but only by losing his beloved would Mo Yuan suffer the same pain he did.
Such pain was enough to torture him for the rest of his life.
However, Mo Rao sometimes reminded him of Gu Xue, especially Mo Rao’s gentleness and concern for him. It always reminded him of when he was young. In that dysfunctional family, only his half-sister, Gu Xue, would help him and ask him how he was.
Even if Gu Xue was the unloved person in the family.
At the thought of all this, Gu Ci’s heart felt like it had been cut by a knife.
There was a crack in his heart, but frost was inside the crack.
“I know what to do,” Gu Ci muttered after a long silence.
Jack didn’t speak again and watched silently as the car drove into the endless night.
Fu Ying sent Mo Rao to the door, his eyes filled with reluctance.
“Fu Ying.” Mo Rao was about to open the door when she suddenly stopped and turned to look at Fu Ying. “Can you not interfere too much in my life in the future? Who I make friends with or date has nothing to do with you.”
Fu Ying clenched his fists. He wanted to tell Mo Rao that Gu Ci was very dangerous, but he didn’t have enough evidence now. Instead, it would make Mo Rao think that he was being unreasonable.
“Mo Rao, I’m doing this for your sake.” Fu Ying thought for a long time, but could only say this.
Mo Rao shook her head and said softly, “This isn’t for my own good. Sometimes, I feel like you’re always interfering in my life, as if you want to lock me in a cage. It’ll feel like I’m back in my previous life. Although I look free, is this really freedom?”
Fu Ying was stunned.
He didn’t expect Mo Rao to think of the past.
That’s right. In the past, Mo Rao was like a canary in a cage. She waited for him obediently at home every day, like a pet.
He liked her in the past, but she was even more charming now.
“Rao Rao, I don’t want you to lose your freedom. I just…”
“Fu Ying, I’m an adult. I also have life experience, so I can take good care of myself.” Mo Rao felt that Fu Ying treated her like a child or his pet. This made her feel at a loss for words.