Marriage Rights: Billionaire's Forgotten Wife

"What do you mean probably?" Mo Lihua asked; face almost scowling at Yu Qiao. "We already talked about this last night," she was able to get Yang Chen to understand her situation and he is kind enough to give the 'relationship' a shot.

The man even refused to be paid, but with her insistence, he finally relented and advised to think about it. Mo Lihua does not want to be indebted to anyone.

After all the preparation she did last night to finally able to start moving on, Yu Qiao now is being difficult. Not only she feels that he really against her relationship with Yang Chen, but it also seems he may even make it difficult for them to even act.

She initially planned to just talk to Yang Chen in person and proceed on the act from there. With the way Yu Qiao is acting, there is a high chance that he would not even let them talk in private.

Instead of answering, Yu Qiao just smirked before shrugging his shoulders as he stands next to Mo Lihua. He then patted her head before walking towards the University Gate leisurely.

"Wait, Brother Qiao!" Mo Lihua quickly followed but was just ignored.

"We will talk later," Yu Qiao waved his hand as he continued to walk towards the building like he has all the time in the world.

Her classes are in a different building, thus she cannot just follow him. She also does not want to continue shouting as to not get the other's attention. It is still too early for classes, but it does not mean students won't be able to notice.

"Mo Lihua! You stop right there!"

"Eh?" Mo Lihua was startled before, she turned to where the shout came from and found that it one of the people she considered really a friend. Not only Fei Yan studies arts just like her, but they have also known each other since high school.

Fei Yan is currently running towards her. It should be effortless for the girl if not because of the extra bags that she is holding.

Mo Lihua's friend is a very pretty girl on a heavier side. If not because of the normal standard that you need to be thin to be considered beautiful with a perfect figure, or you need to be 'in' Fei Yan is already considered one of the campus beauties.

"You! Where did you go yesterday! You did not go back! Why must you be like this? Were you feeling unwell? Why did you not tell me and make me worried?!" Fei Yan started to ask, more like complaint as she stands in from her. She is still catching her breath while trying to furiously glare at her.

Chuckling, "You should rest first, you know. I am alright now, don't worry." Mo Lihua stated. Though she is feeling bad to make her friend anxious, she will still not involve Fei Yan to her issues.

"Good! I was really worried I accidentally drew funny comics about you to make myself better!" Fei Yan replied exaggeratedly

"Oh? I want to see that later," then she stared suspiciously at the extra bag Fei Yan is holding, "Why so many?"

"This?" Fei Yan asked and eyes brightening before her pretty face blushed. She moved closer to Mo Lihua to whisper, "Hehe, I force Long Xin to let me carry some of his stuff." She stated proudly.

"Are you sure you forced him?" Mo Lihua asked. It may sound weird with other but Fei Yan's boyfriend is not really someone with a good reputation within the campus. He is the type that she calls a discrete Casanova. A playboy who pretends not to be.

Sadly, even if Fei Yan is aware of it and is discouraged, her friend was more determined to keep following Long Xin, until they became official.

'Regardless how many butterflies and bees around, I will show him that no one else can do what I can! You'll see!' Mo Lihue remembered Fei Yan exclaiming that one time.

"Absolutely sure. He was really unhappy about it as it is not what gentleman's do." Fei Yan replied then giggled.

Before Mo Lihue can tell Fei Yan that they need to go to their first class soon, her friend's eyes turned sharp almost murderous while glaring her back.

"Tsk. Stinky viper behind you." Fei Yan murmured.