My Beloved

Mo Zhen was a bit upset. He was so excited to meet his wife that he even threw away his work to come here. He forced Assistant Jennifer to do all his work for him. And now here they were, hiding themselves in a tree and secretly observing their son. What could be more unromantic than this? He felt as though a bucket of cold water was thrown at him, acting as a reality check. 

Mo Zhen glanced at his busy, excited wife. Her camera was shuttering nonstop. He couldn't take it anymore and hugged his wife. Ma Rui was startled. "Wha-what's wrong?" 

"My darling, are you not happy to see me? Have you not missed me? You opened a studio here and so, I moved the main branch here. I had to work so hard day and night. I also persuaded the Tang Family and the Han Family to send their children here. I had done so much for your sake, and yet you are giving me the cold shoulder." Mo Zhen was beyond despair. He was always jealous of his son who got his mother close to him and he, on the other hand, had to work his butt off. 

Ma Rui realized that she had been neglecting her husband ever since she came to London. She moved her eyes away from the camera and turned to see his face. The sun had yet to set so she could clearly see his dark, unhappy expression. She noticed that her husband got thinner and her heart ached. The wife started to coax him, "My baby, I'm so sorry for neglecting you. Blame it all to our unromantic son. If he wasn't so stubborn, I wouldn't have to worry this much. Just let the ship sail, my baby, and everything will be fine." 

"But I'm not fine, and I won't be fine. He is our child, so let him take care of his own business. If they like each other, they will be together. But if they don't feel romantic feelings for each other, your forcefulness will burden them." Mo Zhen took her hands and continued, "And I missed you so much. I'm so lonely. Won't you look my way?" 

Ma Rui understood that she couldn't leave her poor husband alone. He had already done enough for her sake. She smiled and replied, "How could I do that? You are so handsome and good looking. And more than that, you are my husband. The only one I'll look at is you. I was lonely without you and I missed you so much. Please don't be sad. I've already packed up everything I needed. From now on, I'll be here with you." 

"My darling!" Mo Zhen became emotional at her speech. He hugged his wife tightly and kissed her hard. The two on them became passionate in the tree. Finally, when he let her go, he whispered, "I've booked a room for us in the hotel. Let's go there. We can stay there for three days." He had been dreaming of this day and planned everything beforehand. He didn't want anything to come in between them – not even their own son. 

"I'm free for now. Let's do that." Ma Rui accepted it, thinking that he made some plans. If she rejected him right now, she knew she would hurt him. The couple climbed down the tree and drove to the hotel. 

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Meanwhile Mo Yuan proposed a suggestion. "Ah Luo, you were busy the whole day. You are tired, aren't you? Why don't you stay the night here?"  

Han Luo hesitantly shook her head. "No, I still have to unpack my bags and rearrange my room too. Noah said that he would help me." 

Darkness enshadowed Mo Yuan's countenance. He started to regret not contacting her. She got too attached to that butler and wouldn't do anything without him. He tried to stay as calm as possible. 

At that time, the sky clouded and rumbled. They didn't notice the dark sky before, since the sun was setting. Soon, rain started to pour down. The rain harshly impaled the ground, its strikes loud enough to be heard. As the torrent rushed down, the sun's rays had become pallid, and the heavens were clouded by the splotches of gray. 

"It started raining." Mo Yuan was happy about the weather. He suggested, "Why don't we go to your place tomorrow after breakfast? I took a day off. I won't go to the library for three days, so I'll help you with arranging your room instead. When we are finished, I'll show you around." 

Han Luo pondered about it for a while. It was raining heavily for sure, but she could always use her car. But then she agreed, "It sounds like a good plan." She had many things to ask Mo Yuan and wanted to make up for the time they didn't have contact. But firstly, she wanted to ask the strict woman for an ice pack or an ice cube. 

Mo Yuan's face brightened up. He didn't want to show how happy he was. He coughed and controlled himself. "I'll tell the chef to cook your favorite dishes. How's that sound?" 

"All right!" Han Luo looked at his handsome features and nodded. 

"Then stay here obediently. I'll go and ask them." Mo Yuan reluctantly moved away from her and let her sit on the couch. As he was about to leave, Han Luo grabbed her hand and asked, "Big brother Yuan, can you ask someone to give me an ice pack or an ice cube?" She thought using him to get the ice would be better than facing the strict woman alone. 

"Why do you need the ice pack?" Mo Yuan asked. "Did you hurt yourself? Show me." He got worried that she was injured. 

Han Luo blushed. There was no way she could do that. "I'm not! Just go and ask for an ice cube or ice pack." She pushed him out of the room. 

"Are you sure, Ah Luo?" Mo Yuan was still unsure. 

"Yes, yes, I am and go now!" Han Luo quickly answered.