Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Huo Yanmei froze on the spot. She was unable to say a word to his accusations.

At this moment, Gu Mohan's gaze was as piercing as an eagle's, as if he was going to tear her skin apart. She was unable to hide the darkness within the depths of her heart.

Gu Mohan stuck one hand into his trousers pocket, and he quietly smoked a cigarette with two long fingers on the other hand. The smoke swirled around, blurring his handsome face. After a long while, he spoke, "Mother, you pack your stuff. I will get someone to send you back to the Capital. Do not appear in front of Mo'er again."

Huo Yanmei sucked in a mouthful of cold air. "Mohan, are you… confining me? Just like how you treated your father, Gu Tianling?"

Gu Tianling had been confined in the Capital.

"Mother, you killed my son. I've already been very kind to you by only confining you." With that, Gu Mohan left.

Huo Yanmei's legs went weak and she nearly collapsed. Never in her wildest dreams would she have imagined that the son she had raised painstakingly, would turn against her just for a woman.

…

At night.

Tang Mo'er exited the room and headed to the party in the hall. Lin Shiyu swiftly walked over. "Mo'er."

"Shiyu." Tang Mo'er promptly pulled Lin Shiyu's hand and asked in a hushed voice, "What's up with Fu you and Jingtong? Are you both really together?"

Recently, rumors of Lin Shiyu and Fu Jingtong had been spreading like wildfire. The paparazzi had taken photographs of them having meals, shopping and writing songs together. One was an aloof prince, and the other was a talented diva. Initially, many fans on the Internet had already desired for them to be together. Now, everyone was unable to suppress their excitement and demanded for both of them to reveal their relationship publicly and even get married.

Lin Shiyu looked at Tang Mo'er and fluttered her luscious, long eyelashes. "Mm, I am together with Fu Jingtong."

"…"

It had been so many years, but Tang Mo'er still understood Lin Shiyu very well. How could she have ended up with Fu Jingtong?

"Mo'er."

At this moment, she heard a low and gentle voice. Jun Chulin walked over.

"Young Master Jun, you are here too?"

"Yes, Mo'er. May I invite you for a dance?"

Everyone had started dancing. Like the perfect gentleman, Jun Chulin bent his body and extended his large hand to Tang Mo'er.

Tang Mo'er hesitated for a moment. Just then, she heard a low and irresistible voice. "Young Master Jun, I'm afraid that you will be disappointed. Mo'er will not dance with you, because she will only dance with me."

Tang Mo'er glanced sideways. Gu Mohan was here.

He had changed into clean clothes. He was still wearing a white shirt and black trousers as usual, and appeared refined and polished. Now, he strode towards them with steady footsteps.

"Mo'er, let's dance."

"President Gu, you arrived after me. I invited Mo'er first," Jun Chulin responded.

The two men stared at each other intensely.

Everyone at the venue came forward to look. Would Gu Mohan and Jun Chulin fight over dancing with Tang Mo'er?

Gu Mohan stretched his large hand out and grasped Tang Mo'er's slender wrist. "Mo'er, dance with me."

"President Gu, Mo'er hasn't agreed yet." Jun Chulin pulled Tang Mo'er's other slender wrist.

Now, Tang Mo'er was tugged by both men.

"Mo'er, why don't you say who you want to dance with?"

"Mo'er, who do you choose?"

Seeing the two men were fighting over her, Tang Mo'er furrowed her delicate brows and forcefully withdrew her hands. "I'm not choosing anyone. I'm leaving."

Tang Mo'er left the scene immediately.

Gu Mohan looked at the woman's retreating back, knitted his brows slightly, and glanced at Jun Chulin indifferently. "Young Master Jun, perhaps you are still unaware. Mo'er and I have already registered our marriage and now Mo'er is my Mrs Gu. Are you thinking of becoming a third party by inviting Mo'er to dance?"

Jun Chulin revealed slight surprise and then he smiled. "So President Gu and Mo'er have already obtained the marriage certificate. But from the way I see it, Mo'er doesn't seem to want President Gu. President Gu looks like a forsaken husband?"

Forsaken husband?

Jun Chulin immediately turned around to leave.

Gu Mohan glanced at Jun Chulin's figure coldly and went to the bar counter. The waiter asked, "President Gu, what wine would you like?"

His deep and narrow eyes swept the wine bottles. "One Night Stand".

One night stand?

He asked for this wine!

…

After Tang Mo'er left, Lin Shiyu wanted to turn around but just then, a large hand held her svelte waist. "Lion, what are you doing here?"

Lin Shiyu raised her eyes and saw Fu Jingtong's aloof, handsome face.

"Jingtong, you are here?" Lin Shiyu curved her pretty red lips. She moved slightly and evaded Fu Jingtong's hand. She did not let him touch her.

Fu Jingtong's hand froze but his face was devoid of expression. "Shiyu, my grandfather is here. I will bring you to meet him."

This was the Fu family's yacht party and Old Master Fu would turn up every year.

"I'm not going. I have just divorced Fu Qinglun, and now we are dating. Old Master will surely not consent to us being together."

Fu Jingtong pulled Lin Shiyu's delicate hand. "Lion, don't worry, I've already spoken to Grandfather about it and he has given us his consent to be together. As long as it's something I like, Grandfather will like it too. Grandfather will also reveal our relationship publicly during this yacht party."

"What?"

Reveal our relationship publicly?

Just then, Old Master Fu went on the stage. "Everyone, welcome to this yacht party. At this party, I have something to announce. My grandson, Jingtong, has found someone he loves. That lady is Lin Shiyu."

Everyone's attention was attracted by this announcement. The rumors regarding them had already been spreading like wildfire. The rich and prestigious people always enjoyed gossiping. The two brothers of the Fu family had fallen in love with the same woman, and Sister-in-law had become the wife of the younger brother. Such a topic was bound to be exciting to gossip about.

"Young Master Jingtong, congratulations to you! Beauty Lin and you are a match made in heaven."

Everyone was congratulating them.

Fu Jingtong stretched his large hand out and held Lin Shiyu's svelte waist. "Thank you, everyone."

The unfamiliar man leaned forward. Lin Shiyu was not willing to get close to him. She wriggled slightly, hoping to evade Fu Jingtong's large hand.

At this moment, she felt pain on her slender waist. Fu Jingtong had pinched her hard.

Fu Jingtong's pinch was painful and Lin Shiyu immediately grimaced. She looked up at Fu Jingtong. "Jingtong, you're hurting me."

Fu Jingtong was still holding onto her waist. He hunched his body and his lips nuzzled Lin Shiyu's silky hair, creating a romantic and intimate illusion. "Lion, it won't be painful if you don't move."

Lin Shiyu's slender body froze and a creepy feeling glided across her heart.

"Kiss."

"Kiss."

Everyone was encouraging them.

Fu Jingtong hugged Lin Shiyu tightly and his face gradually inched closer. He was about to kiss Lin Shiyu's red lips.

Just then, the door to the hall was pushed open, and Fu Qinglun emerged.

Fu Qinglun was wearing a dark gray coat and black trousers beneath. The cold wind from outside swept in. His handsome, refined face revealed a tinge of malevolence.