Tang Mo'er quickly reached down and held onto her stained skirt.
At this moment, a powerful arm wrapped around her waist. Gu Mohan stared at the waiter with sharp and foreboding eyes. The waiter hung his head low and apologized profusely, "Sorry Miss. It was not on purpose."
Gu Mohan looked down at Tang Mo'er, who was in his arms. "I'll bring you upstairs to change into a new dress."
Considering her sopping dress, this was the only option she had. Tang Mo'er followed Gu Mohan up the stairs.
…
In the room upstairs.
Gu Mohan passed a new dress to Tang Mo'er and leaned over to kiss her. "Let's go in and wash up together, okay?"
Tang Mo'er immediately stretched out her hands and pushed him away. "What are you saying? Your mother and the guests are all downstairs. Don't tell me you want them to know that the both of us are fooling around upstairs?"
