Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Jun Chulin words were provocative.

The glances exchanged were fierce and intense.

Seeing the fiery exchange, Tang Mo'er's face went pale and she hurriedly stood up. "You two can have a good talk. I have to go to the washroom."

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Gu Mohan escorted her with his gaze, till she disappeared from his line of vision. He then took out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket and held it out. "Young Master Jun, would you like to smoke?"

Jun Chulin smirked. "Mr Gu, thanks for the offer, but I don't smoke."

Gu Mohan took out a stick of cigarette from the packet and lit it, placing one arm on the table and taking a puff. "Young Master Jun, I've got a huge tobacco craving recently, I hope you won't mind me."

Jun Chulin only shrugged in response.

Biting onto the cigarette with his lips, Gu Mohan spoke coldly, "Young Master Jun, what made you choose to return to Karghalik? Back then, when Madam Xuanji caused the chaos between the Lu's and Gu's, not many knew that my father was actually an insignificant supporting role. The war about Madam Xuanji was actually between Lu Jinwen and Young Master Jun's father, the Marshal of Country Z. Those two were the real competitors in question."

Seeing Jun Chulin was still silent, Gu Mohan continued.

"But it's such a waste, Lu Jinwen was a genius who was so unpredictable. Back then, he used his influence to uproot the Jun family out from Karghalik. So how is it that you dare to come back to Karghalik again, and that you're even provoking my woman. Aren't you afraid of being chased out again?"

The war back then indeed caused the Jun family to lose much of their influence, but they were willing to compromise and didn't regret their actions in the slightest.

The Jun family could never be compared with Lu Jinwen. That demon was one of a kind.

Jun Chulin held up the coffee in his hands, taking an elegant sip. The coffee was slightly cold, but it was now a more intense flavor. "Mr Gu, since you're not afraid, why should I be? 30 years ago, the Gu family didn't even qualify in the race. You've spent the past 30 years working your way up, so you really should just cherish everything that you own now. You shouldn't destroy your hard work so easily."

"Ha." Gu Mohan barked out a foreboding chuckle.

Jun Chulin continued speaking, "Whether it's the Lu family or my family, the Jun's, we have an extremely strong foundation. To be honest, if I were you, I'd be more worried about the Gu family instead. You have not stood long enough on the ranks of the wealthiest families and with the preparations of the marriages happening between the few powerful families, if I were to stand in your position, I would definitely choose the beloved daughter of the Lu family, Lu Qi'er, instead. There's no doubt I've heard rumors of Old Master Gu laying his eyes on my sister."

"I have three sisters and all of them are intelligent. My second sister will be marrying the young master of the Huo family, Huo Beichen. You should know my first sister, there are countless men chasing after her, but she only has eyes on you. As long as Mr Gu is willing, the marriage between the Gu's and the Jun's can be arranged. Why waste your time?"

Gu Mohan continued to smoke on his cigarette, the haze surrounding him almost entirely.

"Mr Gu didn't have it easy these few years, a large-scale group under your leadership and also your mother and sister under your care. You should select between the Lu or the Jun daughters, and not Tang Mo'er, who has no background or social status."

There was no expression on Gu Mohan's face and his face was unreadable when he suddenly laughed. "Young Master Jun spent so much time just to get me to give up on Tang Mo'er. Is it so that you can have a chance?"

Jun Chulin smiled charismatically. "Hm, Miss Tang is indeed very interesting."

Gu Mohan suddenly displayed a cold expression as he held the cigarette in his hands while getting up. "You shouldn't lay your thoughts on someone untouchable. Tang Mo'er isn't someone you should think about."

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Tang Mo'er washed her face in the bathroom before heading out. As she walked along the corridor, a dark silhouette crossed her line of sight and she looked up to see a familiar figure.