At this moment, Mo Yi finally had a moment of conscience. “Wait, I’ll buy this girl.”
The sleazy man looked up at Mo Yi. “Where did this dog come from, daring to block my way! Do you know who I am…”
Before he could finish, the sleazy man flew out like a kite with a broken string, struck by Sui Feng, who stood next to Mo Yi.
“Well done, Sui Feng,” Mo Yi snapped shut his folding fan. “Give this girl some silver.”
Sui Feng smiled and pulled out a silver ingot, handing it to the woman. The woman looked at Mo Yi with gratitude, kneeling. “I cannot thank you enough for your great kindness.”
“Yes, if there’s nothing else, I’ll go back to my room to sleep.”
“Thank you, miss.” Su’e watched Mei Kaiye leave. Blushing, she walked towards Moyi’s room.
After returning to her room, Mei Kaiye leaned on the soft couch, feeling a little lost. She got up and walked outside, towards Moyi’s room.
Standing in front of Moyi’s door, she hesitated, not daring to push it open. After all, Su’e had gone in, and they might be doing something intimate. But she crouched down by the window and listened to the sounds inside.
Inside the room, Moyi looked at Su’e, who was wearing a thin garment. “Did she send you?”
Su’e whispered, “Miss Mei said she is not the wife. So, so I…”
“Who says she’s not? As long as I want, she has to be!” Moyi stated harshly, then heard a noise outside and walked over in surprise.
“Don’t I treat you well enough?
“Why can’t you stand by my side like Su’e, where I can see you just by turning my head? Willingly accepting everything I give and then smiling?”
“She’s right beside you, and you’ll see her as soon as you turn around. Why are you looking for me?”
“…” Mo Yi fell silent.
After a moment of silence, Mei Kaiye sighed, “But, I’m not her.”
“You—I’m so stubborn!” Mo Yi waved his sleeve and left, “I’m just asking for trouble!”
“Mo, Mo water…”
The last words were Mo Yi’s whispered words, dispersing in the wind, so much so that she thought she had misheard.
“How could I… like… a woman like… you.”
