Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Jun Xiyan's expression changed. Every word and sentence that Tang Mo'er had said pierced her heart.

Tang Mo'er tossed the tissue she used to clean her hands into the rubbish bin, then gracefully straightened her clothes and left.

She left.

After saying those words, she left with the elegance and poise of a queen.

Jun Xiyan's hands clutched at the washstand until her joints turned white.

…

At the hall where the party was held.

Tang Mo'er returned to the party. Frankly, she had enough of this. All she wanted was to leave.

At this moment, there was a commotion. The ladies from the prestigious families were screaming excitedly. "Look, President Gu is here!"

Tang Mo'er raised her eyes and looked. Gu Mohan had really arrived.

Gu Mohan took off his coat. He was wearing a white shirt and black trousers. His strides were confident and his manner was grand and regal, making him seem like an Emperor above everyone else. He instantly attracted the attention of everyone, and was the highlight of the whole party.

Those ladies from the prestigious families stared at him as though they were lovestruck.

Gu Mohan's deep and narrow eyes landed on Tang Mo'er's face. It seemed like he had not expected that she would come.

That familiar figure was just ahead of her and was still as tall and handsome. Tang Mo'er did not avoid him. She walked towards him and stood in front of him.

She knew that everyone was waiting for her to make a mockery of herself, by fighting with Jun Xiyan over Gu Mohan, but she did not do anything.

She merely raised her head and looked at the man's devastatingly handsome face, curved her red lips and softly said, "President Gu, I heard that you are getting married next month. I would like to congratulate you. May you have everlasting happiness."

She congratulated him and wished him happiness.

He was not anyone else. He was still Mr Gu.

She hoped that Jun Xiyan could bring Mr Gu happiness.

Getting married next month?

Gu Mohan knitted his brows upon hearing these words. His deep and sharp gaze swept Jun Xiyan, who was coming from behind.

Jun Xiyan met his gaze and bowed her head guiltily.

She felt guilty because Gu Mohan had not mentioned that they would be getting married next month.

It was merely a story that she and Old Master Gu had created to deceive Tang Mo'er.

Gu Mohan only had to ponder for a while before he realized what was happening. His handsome facial features became deep and sombre.

Tang Mo'er did not have anything else to say, and so she left.

She brushed against him as she walked away. Gu Mohan did not budge, but the young maidenly scent from her body drifted to his nose, and it was extremely tantalizing.

But, the scent disappeared soon after.

She had left.

…

After leaving the party, Tang Mo'er stood by the roadside dialing for a taxi to go to the airport.

But at this moment, a furry creature scurried out. It stood by her feet and rubbed against her non-stop.

Tang Mo'er looked down. It was Bluse.

Why did Bluse come here?

Tang Mo'er promptly bent down and reached her hand out to stroke Bluse's head. "Bluse, why are you here, did your master bring you here? Go back now, and don't get lost. I'm leaving now. Remember not to pull girls' skirts in the future. It's not polite."

Woof woof.

Bluse barked a couple of times and its bright eyes looked at Tang Mo'er.

At this moment, a taxi came to a halt in front of her. Tang Mo'er stood up again. "Bluse, I'm leaving, goodbye."

Tang Mo'er wanted to get onto the car, but Bluse promptly jumped up and bit the corner of her pants, refusing to let her go.

"Bluse, don't pull on me, let go."

Woof woof.

Bluse bit on Tang Mo'er's pants and refused to let go.

"Lady, are you getting on? If you're not, then I'm going. Don't delay me from making money," the driver said impatiently.

Bluse doggedly tugged on her pants. She was unable to leave. Tang Mo'er closed the car door in embarrassment. "Driver, I'm sorry."

The taxi drove away.

Tang Mo'er looked at Bluse helplessly. "Bluse, what do you want? Where's your master? Go back to your master now."

She did not know why Bluse would suddenly appear and refuse to let her go.

Woof woof.

Bluse stood by Tang Mo'er's side again. Its head rubbed against Tang Mo'er's leg and it looked extremely docile and obedient.

Tang Mo'er was at a loss for words.

What should she do?

There was only one way. Tang Mo'er retrieved her cell phone from her bag and dialed a familiar number.

The melodious cell phone ring tone sounded. The person on the other line picked up the phone unhurriedly. Gu Mohan's low and irresistible voice was heard. "Hello."

"Hello, President Gu, Bluse is with me now. Can you come and bring it back?" Tang Mo'er said.

There were a few seconds of silence, and then a sentence was uttered. "I'm not free. You bring Bluse back to Bole Villa."

"What?" "I…"

The phone hung up immediately.

This man was indeed domineering.

Tang Mo'er looked at the time. It was still early and she could still make it on time for the flight.

She was worried about leaving Bluse in the middle of nowhere.

Tang Mo'er dialed for a taxi and brought Bluse back to Bole Villa.

…

Bole Villa.

The servant opened the main door and Bluse ran inside. Tang Mo'er waved her hand. "Bluse, goodbye."

Bluse had scurried downstairs and it was chewing something in its mouth. It lunged towards Tang Mo'er barking away.

Tang Mo'er glanced down. It seemed Bluse was chewing on a doll.

She walked upstairs.

Bluse threw the doll onto the carpet.

Tang Mo'er looked down and her luscious lashes quivered. The doll looked exactly like her.

This was a doll that had been custom made based on her face.

Where did this come from?

Tang Mo'er bent down to pick up the doll. She swept the dust away. The doll was already dirty as Bluse had treated it as a toy.

Could this be the birthday present that Gu Mohan had prepared for her?

But… why was it thrown away?

Tang Mo'er's soft fingers caressed the doll's little face, and her eyes instantly reddened.

Suddenly, she heard a series of steady footsteps, and a pair of shiny leather shoes appeared in her vision.

Her luscious eyelashes quivered and she looked up from the leather shoes. Her gaze trailed from the fitting trousers, muscular waist, tailor-made white shirt, and finally Gu Mohan's handsome face entered her vision.

It was Gu Mohan.

At this moment, he stood in front of her, looking tall and handsome. His deep and narrow eyes were looking down upon her.

Why did he come back?

Didn't he say that he was busy?

That party should not have ended so soon, right?

Tang Mo'er placed the doll onto the carpet and stood up. She looked at the man and curved her lips. "President Gu, I've already returned Bluse to you. Since you're here, I'll be leaving now."

Standing up, she prepared to leave.

But a well-defined large hand reached over and grasped her slender wrist and stopped her from moving forward.