Mo Shu: "..."
Yu Siqiao glanced at Mo Shu in his arms and sneered, "What, she doesn't look the part?"
Mo Shu, who hated that look in his eyes, glared at him.
Ou Feng gasped in shock, struggling to believe that the person he now held was Mo Shu, "How is that possible!"
Everyone knew that whenever Young Master Yu mentioned his fiancée, his face would turn sour!
And now, here he was in public, holding her so tightly, looking so affectionate—too affectionate, in fact!
Moreover, Princess Mo he had only seen from a distance once.
She was beautiful, indeed, but completely lacked any sort of grace, often shouting loudly, and usually followed by a sinister and hypocritical old man.
The beauty in front of him was not only imposing, but her looks and demeanor were entirely different from Princess Mo... no, they were worlds apart!
And instead of being accompanied by an old man, she was with a cute young lady and several strong, tall men.
How could this person possibly be Princess Mo?
