Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Chapter 1421: Get Lost!

The man's thumb was pressed against her moist lips. Mu Yanyan could clearly feel the ridges of his thumb brushing against her lips. It was very sexy and provocative.

Badump. Mu Yanyan's heart raced, seeming to increase speed exponentially. She gazed at the man before her with glittering eyes.

Seated on the sofa, Lu Yeming towered over her. His flawless face was mild and relaxed, as if savoring the moment. She had to raise her face upward to look at him.

Before this man, Mu Yanyan was completely willing to lay submissively by his feet. He was handsome, noble, dignified, powerful and capable. An Emperor-like man like him was worth her adoration and subservience.

"President Lu…" Mu Yanyan called out.

Lu Yeming was looking at Mu Yanyan, as if he could look right through her features onto another perfect little face. He said in a low voice, "If only she could be as obedient as you. That would be great."

She?

Who was she?

Only moments later, Mu Yanyan's heart turned cold. She knew then that he was referring to Jun Xiqing.

At this moment, Lu Yeming slowly drew back his hand. "Leave."

Leave?

But Mu Yanyan didn't want to leave. She gave Lu Yeming a discreet once over. He should be experiencing the effects of the aphrodisiac, it was the most potent in the world. A normal man would definitely not be able withstand the effects, but Lu Yeming's face remained calm and placid. There were no traces of lust or desire on it at all.

His depth was unfathomable.

"President Lu, are you alright? I think Miss Jun is truly heartless. If I loved a man, I would never deliver him to another woman's bed."

Mu Yanyan reached out and tugged at Lu Yeming's sleeve. "President Lu, if you are finding it very unbearable, I can… I can…"

Mu Yanyan exuded the innocent bashfulness of a young lady mixed with a brave sacrificial love. It was indeed a display that no straight man could resist.

In response, Lu Yeming lowered his face and looked at Mu Yanyan with mild amusement. "You can… what?"

"I… I don't really know how to do it. But I heard there's a way that can make a man feel good…"

At this, Mu Yanyan shifted. She lowered her face and slowly inched toward Lu Yeming's firm waist.

One large palm blocked her forehead as a deep, magnetic voice rang out. "No need, you can leave."

He rejected her.

Mu Yanyan quickly nodded. "President Lu, then I will take my leave first."

She left immediately.

…

After Mu Yanyan left, Lu Yeming took out his cell phone and dialled a number.

The cell phone rang twice before a melodious voice answered, "Hello."

"I have been drugged. Mu Yanyan just said that you were the one who drugged me, to send me into her arms. Is that right?" Lu Yeming's lips twitched.

After several seconds of silence, Jun Xiqing chuckled. "You are drugged? If it was me, I would have already poisoned you to your death. I am not interested in doing something so perverted as to force you onto Mu Yanyan."

Lu Yeming raised one brow on hearing this.

"In the future, don't call me over such nonsense. I'm hanging up now." Jun Xiqing was about to hang up.

"Did I say you can hang up?"

"What else do you want?"

"I said that I have been drugged."

"Ha." Jun Xiqing snorted. "You are drugged so just go and find the one responsible for it. I say, Lu Yeming, are you so stupid that you can't even see that it was Mu Yanyan who drugged you?"

Lu Yeming leaned back on the sofa in a lazy manner. His voice was low and relaxed. "I know that it was Mu Yanyan who drugged me, but so what?"

"What do you mean?"

"Qingqing, come over now. I need you."

"President Lu, my brother is still in the operating theatre fighting for his life, and you want me to go back to be your sex slave? Can I trouble you to go seek Mu Yanyan instead?"

"Look, Mu Yanyan drugged me because she likes me. It was just a little trick and it's no big deal. But it's different with you. You know I have been drugged but you still want me to go and seek out another woman. I am not unhappy at the drugging, but at how you are treating me now."

"…"

Jun Xiqing was sitting on the long bench in the corridor, clutching her cell phone tightly in her hands. A frosty light flashed across her eyes. She could no longer be bothered about this crazy jerk. She hung up.

Tossing her cell phone back into her bag, Jun Xiqing hugged her knees to her chest.

As she buried her pale face in between her knees, she remained there in a quiet daze. It was late at night and the people of the city were already deep in dreamland. It was eerily quiet all around.

The dim corridor lighting was cast upon her tiny, curled up body. She looked like a kitten who had just been born. Soft and fragile.

So tired.

By now, Jun Xiqing's face was dry. There were no longer any tears. Her youthful romance didn't give her any cause for nostalgia. All it gave her was this terrible ending.

Time was like a shapeless palm, constantly pushing her forward.

There wasn't any pain.

There really wasn't any pain.

She was just… numb. Tired. Exhausted.

The sound of footsteps echoed down the corridor. Someone stood by her side. "Miss Jun, His Majesty has sent me to bring you back."

It was Fan Men.

Of course Jun Xiqing lifted her face and gave a self-deprecating smile. That was fast.

"If I refuse to go back?"

Fan Men hesitated. "His Majesty said that if Miss Jun doesn't return, Dongfang Yu's surgery will come to an immediate stop."

"Ah."

It came as no surprise. She climbed down from the bench and started to walk.

Fan Men followed behind her.

Originally, Fan Men thought that Jun Xiqing was leaving with him, but she turned and stood before a counter for the hospital's blood laboratory.

It was deep into the night and a nurse was manning the counter. She had already fallen asleep.

Jun Xiqing gently rapped the countertop.

The nurse quickly woke up and looked at Jun Xiqing in a daze. "Miss, is something the matter?"

Jun Xiqing smiled but the smile didn't quite reach her eyes. Nevertheless, her eyes sparkled as she asked politely, "Hello, can you help me draw some blood?"

"How much do you want to draw?"

"One bag."

…

Ten minutes later.

Jun Xiqing gave the bag of blood to Fan Men. "Steward Fan, you can fulfil your duty by bringing this back. My blood can counteract the effects of the medicine. Even if he is a vampire, one bag should be enough to satisfy him."

With that said, Jun Xiqing turned to leave.

But as too much blood had been drawn, she suddenly felt dizzy as she turned and nearly collapsed.

"Miss Jun…" Fan Men reached out to help Jun Xiqing.

A steely glint crossed her eyes as her head snapped up. "Get lost!"