Lady Meilin is seduced by her green tea brother-in-law everyday

The mighty Little Peepstar: Funerals are places where the secrets of the dead are whispered. Like the secrets of the dearly departed space pilot that is being laid to rest today. When he and his wife were thrust into space, her stomach was as flat as a pancake and on the day he died, it was in the same condition.

Make of that what you will.

Attached: Picture of Tang Yue holding Mo Hao’s hand at the funeral.

Mei Mei was trying hard not to punch Mo Liang at a funeral that was being broadcast live to the entire world. The reason why she wanted to punch him was because he kept attempting to hold her hand every time a camera so mush as looked in their direction and there were more than three dozen cameras around so there were many attempts. Every other second, Mo Tang’s sweaty paw tried to touch her and she had to swat it away while maintaining a fake smile for the cameras.

She had not wanted to come to this funeral in the first place, after all, the one being buried was the dead husband of her husband’s current mistress. When she was leaving the house in the morning, she had been kidnapped by royal agents, put in a black dress, made up and delivered to the church.

The dead space pilot was a catholic so his funeral service was held in the largest church in the capital city. Mourners had come from near and far to pay their respects. The atmosphere in the church was solemn, muffled sounds of weeping echoed in all corners.

Mei Mei was sitting at the front, in the same section as other experts that had been on the mission along with their spouses or family members they had chosen to come along with. Somewhere in the opposite seats, her parents, grandparents and twin brother were also in attendance. She had stolen one glance at them and quickly pretended not to have seen them.

One person she had looked at and glared at deliberately was the emperor Long Junjie. He was another candidate that deserved to be punched.

Mei Mei felt it again, Mo Liang’s hand fumbling around to grasp her fingers.

"I am not afraid to punch you in front of all these cameras. Keep trying to touch me and you will also be buried today." she hissed at him.

"Other men are holding the hands of their wives." he whispered.

"I am not your wife." Mei Mei lifted her leg and drove her heel into his foot. "Call me that one more time, I dare you." She said through gritted teeth.

Mo Liang folded his mouth to keep from crying out loud at the pain. Their little fight was noticed by the wife of one of the engineers. She turned and whispered something to her husband who peeked over her head to look at Mo Liang and Mei Mei.

He was one of the men that knew about Mo Liang and Tang Yue’s affair. Within ten minutes of reuniting with his wife on earth, he had told her all about it. For them, it was no trouble noticing the little signs of trouble in paradise.

The priest told everyone to stand and sing the last hymn after which they all left the church. Some people were going to the funeral hall and others were going home. On all of their lips was the talk about the peep star’s latest post. As they gossiped about what it possibly meant, they sneaked curious glances and Tang Yue, the Xu family and the national space baby.

If Tang Yue and Mo Hao were not surrounded by stiff faced mean looking royal agents and police officers, they would have been surrounded already.

Mei Mei was heading for her car when Mo Liang run after her and caught her arm, using strength to pull her back. "Your family is here, aren’t we going to say hello?"

The more she tried to pull herself away from him, the harder he held on to her. Ever since the introduction of gene enhancing potions in the empire by Chi Lian and a select team of scientists in Pear scientific park, it was not unusual to see people that had extra ordinary strength or speed.

The strength and speed also varied according to the quality of the serum given. Some were weak and others potent. All the experts that had gone on the mission to space had been injected with weak or moderate strength or speed enhancing serums.

Mo Liang was stronger than Mei Mei currently, her body was still recovering from years of being poisoned. Holding on to Mei Mei was easy for him and the strength he was using could have shattered the bones in her arm easily.

Never minding where she was, she smacked him across the face with a bag. He was surprised and his arm loosened so she took advantage of the opportunity to put some space between them. "Mo Liang, instead of holding on to me, you should be thinking about how to help your baby Tang Yue explain how she got pregnant after the death of her husband. Haven’t you seen the peep star’s latest post?"

He had not seen the pep star’s post but he guessed now that it was the reason as to why people had been whispering after the funeral service.

Mei Mei got into her car while he was scrambling to see the peep star’s post. It became even worse when within less than a second later, the peep star made another post.

The mighty little peepstar: What is a funeral without a little drama? Three things occurred in the very view of my cameras.

One: Popular singers Esther Hua and Yang Lei decided to end their relationship. Breaking up at a funeral must be one of the saddest things in the world.

Two: Famous brain surgeon Tang Wuxi snubbed the widow Tang Yue. The reasons are unknown why are still unknown to this paparazzo.

Three: Famous space pilot Mo Liang was slapped in the face with a bag by his wife Jun Meilin. To Miss Jun Meilin, I would do the same if I received the same treatment that you got at the airport. This peep star thinks there is trouble in paradise.

For each incident a picture was attached as evidence. The worst picture was Mo Liang’s his face was contorted in an ugly way as that bag flattened his cheek.

Many of the netizens commenting under the post were laughing at the expression on his face. Some had already animated images of the moment. In some pictures, his mouth had been elongated and his teeth were flying out.

"Son of a bitch!!" Mo Liang growled out. He tossed his phone on the ground but it did not break. Phone technology had advanced beyond fragility. "I will kill that paparazzo!! That damn rat!!"

He was so angry that he picked up his phone and hurled it to the ground again. He did not understand why the peepstar could not stay out of his business.

As he shouted his rage, he forgot that cameras were still in the area and his tantrum was broadcast around the world.