Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Chapter 1280: Lovey-Dovey

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Whipping out his cell phone, Xuan Ying answered the call, "Hello."

It was a rich heir on the other end. "Silver Mask King, we're in a bar now. Do you want to come over and have some fun with us? There's a popular social escort here with an E cup chest. She's really stunning."

Since he used the speaker mode, Xia Ling could overhear the rich heir's words. She lifted her eyes, only to notice Xuan Ying glaring at her. He stretched his hand out, holding the phone to the side as he asked her, "Do you want me to go?"

Xia Ling's eyes slightly reddened. "Go, go now!"

This woman! Xuan Ying bit the insides of his cheeks. "Fine, don't cry like hell when I really go!"

He turned around to leave.

…

Xia Ling took Mu Mu back to the apartment. After she bathed Mu Mu, she told her a bedtime story before the little one finally fell asleep.

It had been a long day. Once she stepped into the bathroom, she headed straight for the shower, letting the water wash away all the tiredness from the day before she changed into a set of pink pajamas. As she sat in front of her dresser, she started blowing her hair dry with a hairdryer.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she was beautiful as usual, but her face was slightly pale and she seemed out of spirits.

What was he doing now?

It was late at night and he went out with a few rich heirs to a bar. He might really be holding a beauty with an E cup chest in his arms now.

Grr. Xia Ling felt annoyed and threw her towel onto the ground.

After throwing the towel on the ground, she instantly regretted it. What was she doing?

Was she angry?

Was she jealous?

This man definitely had a greater influence on her than she had ever imagined. She could not continue falling deeper into this mess.

Ding. She received a message.

—-'Xia Ling, the school's organizing a winter ski trip. Come with us!'

Xia Ling didn't reply to the message. It wasn't as if she wanted to go anyway. She had to take care of Mu Mu and she didn't want to leave her alone.

After her hair was dry, she got onto the bed, hugging Mu Mu to sleep. But it wasn't a good sleep, she dreamed of Xuan Ying. In the dream, he hugged her from behind, kissing her face. She didn't reject his advances and he pressed himself onto her.

He kissed her lips.

Then he continued kissing, their lips not separating even for a slight moment. She couldn't remember how long it was, but he continued towering above her, kissing her, they were about to melt in that hot, passionate kiss that blew away all her senses.

Xia Ling suddenly jolted awake.

Her face was burning hot and she noticed her phone rang.

What time was it?

It was late at night, who would send her a text?

Tapping open the message, it was a photograph that was taken in a bar. A beauty with an E cup chest wore a white camisole, licking a popsicle. The place was filled with colorful lights, the position that the beauty was in seemed rather obscene.

Xia Ling didn't have to go there to find out how high he was, she could judge from the photograph itself.

Xuan Ying had sent her the photograph.

He sent her this photograph late at night.

Biting down on her red lips with her pearly white teeth, she received another text.

—-Are you crying like hell yet?

Those simple words were mean enough.

Although Xia Ling wasn't planning on crying, once she saw the text, her eyes reddened and tears welled up in her eyes.

Her phone started ringing again.

Xuan Ying.

He was calling her.

Xia Ling picked up her phone, first rejecting the call before she blocked his number. Placing her phone under her pillow, Xia Ling buried her face in the blankets and slept.

…

Even after lying on the bed for a while, she couldn't fall asleep.

She could hear the sound of car horn beeping.

"Xia Ling!"

Someone was calling her name.

Xia Ling sprang up from the bed, not even putting on her slippers, she ran over to the window. Pulling open the curtain, she looked downstairs. A luxury car parked downstairs and a tall figure stood there.

"Xia Ling, come out!"

Xuan Ying was shouting loudly from downstairs, his gaze landed on her face.

"Xia Ling, why didn't you reply to my text? Why didn't you answer my call? Did you block me?

"Xia Ling, I'll just ask you one question. Do you like me? Yes or no?"

He was completely dressed in black, the faint yellow lights shining on his broad shoulders and handsome face, he was just like a deity that descended from heaven.

As he continued to shout loudly, it alarmed the entire building of residents with his booming voice. They opened their windows and looked outside to check who was shouting in the middle of the night.

"It's so late now, who's making a ruckus? Do you have any courtesy?!"

"Exactly, if you shout again I'll call the police!"…

From her position, Xia Ling could hear the residents complain loudly. They stood in front of the window, pointing fingers at Xuan Ying as they criticized him.

Swallowing down a breath, Xia Ling looked at the man downstairs in astonishment. Was he insane? It was almost 12 midnight and he actually came to her apartment and made a ruckus downstairs. How was she going to face her neighbors tomorrow?

When Xia Ling touched her face with both hands, she found that they were warm and most likely red.

"Xia Ling, it doesn't matter whether you like me or not. Let me tell you now…" Xuan Ying pointed his finger at her overbearingly. "I-"

What was he going to say?

Xia Ling's heart palpitated, wanting to kick him far away till he ended up in the Pacific Ocean, but at the same time, she wanted to hear what he was going to say.

"I-"

Xuan Ying finally spoke.

But the next moment, one middle-aged lady threw a basket of vegetable leaves over his head. "Shut up!"

Xuan Ying, "…"

Xia Ling, "…"

…

Xuan Ying still stood there, but his head was covered with vegetable leaves.

One. Two. Three… A few moments later, he moved, taking the vegetable leaves off his head.

Stretching his legs, he started running.

Xia Ling was shocked, what was he intending to do?

Was he going to come to her house?

God, this man was crazy! Did he get drunk at the bar and was now going to make a ruckus in her house?

She quickly ran out of her room. Standing in the living room, she could hear someone banging on the door.

She had a doorbell but he didn't ring it, just hammering away on the door.

"Xia Ling, open the door!"

Xia Ling took two steps backward, and she didn't open the door.

"Xia Ling, I know that you're inside, I saw you when I was downstairs. If you don't open the door, I'll teach you a good lesson later!"

…

The doorknob was twisting around in the lock. It seemed that the man outside wanted to break into her apartment. Taken aback, Xia Ling quickly looked around her surroundings and took a chair, wanting to block the door with it.

But when she moved over, the door was already open.

An imposing figure stepped into the house.