Chapter 237: Want to make him a widower?

Her gaze landed on the name that was flashing on the recent call list in Mo Yuhan's cellphone. Since yesterday, he has called him almost twenty times. As much as she knew her husband, he was not the type of person who would call someone repeatedly.

Moreover, this Ye Jie guy, wasn't it the same man who once turned up to the Grace Villa uninvited and acted like a mother hen after knowing that she was Mo Yuhan's wife? Although she did not point it out but how he was glancing at Mo Yuhan was quite mysterious back then.

Mo Yuhan noticed her complicated gaze, "Aren't you getting late for office?" He asked.

Tang Li snapped out of her thoughts and glanced at the time, "I have to go," she pushed the rest of her thoughts to the back of her head. She could ask Mo Yuhan about everything at night.

She had a lot of pending works hanging above her head. The old geezers were going to fry her head up. The only thought of it felt tiring to her.

Mo Yuhan chuckled, "Let's go, I'll drop you off at the company," he said, pulling her closer to him, "Moreover, you'd be meeting someone when you return from work today."

"Again? Is it some guest this time?" Tang Li curiously glanced at him.

Mo Yuhan shook his head.

She pursed her lips, "What games are you playing today? At least give me a little hint."

"Secret," The man murmured in a deep voice.

Tang Li's heart skipped a beat. He sounded so sexy.

"Childish," Despite her inner thoughts, she rolled her eyes at him.

"Less than you," he retorted.

Tang Li was left gaping at him.

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Mo Zihan wiped the sweat beads off his forehead as he walked towards his office room. The man suddenly paused in his tracks to pity his poor self.

"My beautiful face has started to lose its glow due to the workload," He sighed, he was soon going to die of exhaustion.

He slumped on the swivel chair with his eyes closed for a few seconds before looking at his clean desk.

Luckily, he has finished all his works and arranged all the files in time. Or, he would have to face his CEO's wrath for sure.

A chill crawled down his spine at the thought of Tang Li's cold face. She was already chiding him for being lazy these days. Today, he did not give her a chance to complain and completed all his work beforehand.

A notification sound resounded inside the office causing him to look at his phone.

His eyes widened when he saw that it was Ying Yue's post in her official account. It was a picture of her on the runway, she was wearing a short red bodycon dress paired with 6-inch stilettos, a few strands of her hair was highlighted in red color as she looked straight ahead, with a wild gaze in her eyes.

"Damn…!" Mo Zihan speechlessly glanced at a certain part of his body, his little brother which was sleeping ever since they shared the kiss in her place was wide awake at this point.

Then, his eyes widened as a sudden thought crossed his mind, "Couldn't she wear something better? Other men must be ogling at her…Wait..why do I even care?" He raked his fingers through his already messed up hair frustratedly.

"Ahh.." He was angrily standing up from the swivel chair when he lost his balance causing his waist to be harshly bumped into the hard desk.

It made him wince in pain as he once again fell back on the chair.

"I was supposed to be her crush, right? Then, why is it like this right now? She did not even respond to my friendship offer, yet I'm so excited just by a single Weibo post of hers. Moreover, I even have this weird itchy feeling when I imagine other men looking at her body…Did I…Did I fall for her?" His blue eyes turned wide at his thought.

No matter how childish he was, he was not a fool like his sister neither was he slow like his elder brother. Since Ying Yue's face was constantly flashing in his dreams, he first shrugged it off as a simple attraction but as more days passed by, he would get concerned about her, stare at her account just to have a glimpse of her and he realized he missed her.

If this was not love, then what was it?

Mo Zihan bit his lower lips in anger but that made him look sexy. Unfortunately, the one who should be seduced by his charms was not there.

"Damn it!" He picked up the glass pen stand from his desk before throwing it in anger. What kind of mess has he gotten himself involved in?

Tang Li who just stepped inside the man's office twisted her body slightly and caught the pen stand with her right hand.

She patted her chest slightly before glancing at a certain depressed man, "Mo Zihan, are you that eager to make your brother a widower?" She softly asked.

"_"

Mo Zihan has his eyes widened as he glanced at the woman who just entered.

"You…Sister-in-law, are you fine?" He quickly stood up from his chair but Tang Li waved her hand indicating him to keep sitting.

She walked towards him before taking a seat. Twirling the pen stand in her hand, she glanced at him, "I am fine for now," she said.

If not for her fast reflexes, the heavy pen stand would have smashed her head and Mo Zihan was sure of it. He shivered at the thought of what could have happened.

Let alone die, if Tang Li had got a single scratch on her body then his brother might have fed him to a pack of wolves. The hair on his body stood up at the thought.

He quickly stood up from his seat before walking towards Tang Li, "Let's go to the hospital.."

Tang Li glanced at him strangely, "Where do you see me injured?'

"You're indeed injured.."