Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Gu Mohan's handsome eyes were bloodshot. His euphoria made his good-looking face seem a little twisted. He hunched his body and kissed the woman's red lips. "Mo'er, I'm sorry. It's not that I didn't want to say it, but I was afraid that if I said it, you wouldn't want me anymore…"

He did not dare to say it.

Huo Yanmei was his mother. He was unable to change this fact.

Tang Mo'er's pristine eyes were glassy from the effects of the medication, and filled with pain from being conscious. She was almost driven insane.

"Gu Mohan, don't touch me. Get out! Scram!" She kicked him forcefully.

Gu Mohan kissed her silky hair vigorously. There was a film of perspiration on her delicate face, and the silky hair cascaded around her delicate skin, which made her look even more alluring. "Mo'er, if you move I won't be able to take it anymore. I've tolerated it for a very long time. I'm afraid I will hurt you."

She had been drugged and she wanted to find Jun Chulin. This was something that he couldn't accept.

She only belonged to him.

Mo'er was his.

Tang Mo'er was pinned down forcefully by him, and she was unable to retaliate at all. She abhorred such a feeling. She hated the feeling of being helpless.

It was like the day when he had his wedding ceremony and she had gone to look for him. Her stomach had hurt tremendously then, and she was unable to keep her baby.

The man kissed her red lips and he emanated a clean, masculine scent. He robbed her of her sweetness and breathing in an obnoxious and vicious manner.

This kiss was insanely passionate and possessive at the same time.

Tang Mo'er stretched her hands out to feel for the lamp on the bedside table. She took the lamp and smashed it heavily on his head.

The lamp broke, and blood immediately trickled down the man's attractive face.

Gu Mohan was injured. He grimaced and his muscular chest started heaving, resembling a wild beast.

Tang Mo'er took the opportunity to punch him forcefully, in an attempt to extricate herself from him.

"Mo'er, don't move." Gu Mohan swiftly withdrew himself. He lifted the delicate woman and carried her onto the sofa. There were glass shards on the bed and he was afraid her delicate skin would be cut.

"Gu Mohan, don't touch me!" Tang Mo'er wanted to get up.

But the man pinned her down again in the next second…

Tang Mo'er was pinned against the sofa. She thought that everything was over, as he had been injured, but he did not stop.

Half of the buttons on the man's white shirt had already been undone, exhibiting his muscular chest. The blood only seemed to augment the seductiveness of his handsome face. He was staring at her in pure lust and desire.

He was not even bothered that he was injured.

"Gu Mohan, I hate you! You only know how to bully me. You are bullying me…" She clawed at his muscular chest and a few red marks appeared. Suddenly, big droplets of tears cascaded down her face.

She could not conceive anymore. Why did he still have to bully her?

He could have babies with other women in the future.

He would need to have a baby for An'an's sake.

She did not want to be with him anymore. That that one thing she was adamant about.

Now, all she wanted to do was to hide herself and lick her wounds.

Upon seeing her tears, Gu Mohan was startled. He swiftly hunched his body to kiss her delicate face. He kissed away her tears with his long tongue. "Mo'er, there won't be anyone else. I only want you."

…

Tang Mo'er was not sure how much time had gone by, and whether it was midnight already. She was like a fish underwater, drenched all over.

This battle was exceptionally strenuous, and it was a long-drawn-out battle and a long-shot gamble.

Gu Mohan carried her into the bathroom for a shower. He did not use any precautions, perhaps because she was unable to conceive anymore.

When they emerged, he lifted her onto the sofa. She promptly opened her eyes and her delicate face was reddened, but it gradually turned pale again. She looked at him. "I don't want to sleep here."

The sofa was filthy. He had nearly destroyed the sofa.

Gu Mohan's clothes were unkempt. His shirt was untucked from his trousers, and his pants were still wet. His hoarse voice was tinged with tender affection. "Mo'er, be good. Sleep here for a while. There are glass shards on the bed and it needs to be tidied up."

"Then, I'll sleep on the floor."

Gu Mohan took out a blanket from the closet and laid it on the carpet, before gently placing the woman down.

Tang Mo'er turned around and slept with her back facing him.

Gu Mohan looked at her pretty back and caressed her silky hair. "Mo'er…"

"Why, President Gu, do you still want it?"

Gu Mohan froze at this sentence.

"If President Gu still wants it, then let's get it on. But President Gu doesn't know how to restrain yourself for these two consecutive nights, and I'm worried that you will be exhausted to death."

The woman's gentle voice sounded extremely hoarse from the torment he had put her through, but it also reeked of sarcasm and coldness.

Gu Mohan knitted his good-looking brows. He had felt pleasure and satisfaction just now, but now he felt empty.

His heart felt empty.

She had stolen his heart away.

Gu Mohan retracted his large hand and got up. He exited the room.

…

There were two bodyguards in black guarding the entrance of the other room. Gu Mohan pushed the door open and entered. Huo Yanmei was inside the room.

Huo Yanmei had been captured and confined in this room.

Perhaps she knew that something had happened and she had a premonition.

All along, she had been very conceited in front of Tang Mo'er. In the past, she had also sent women over to Mohan, and Tang Mo'er had never done anything in retaliation. Tang Mo'er liked her son and was naturally wary of her status as his mother.

But today, Tang Mo'er seemed a little different and she felt uneasy.

At this moment, Gu Mohan walked in. Huo Yanmei raised her eyes and gasped. "Mohan, how did your head get injured? Who hit you?"

Huo Yanmei raised her hand to touch the wound on Gu Mohan's head.

But Gu Mohan turned his head to evade her touch. His cold lips curved into a grimace. "Do you still care about me getting injured? I think perhaps you want me to die."

Huo Yanmei startled. "Mohan, what are you talking about? I'm your Mom, why would I want to harm you? Did Tang Mo'er say something to you?"

Gu Mohan's deep and narrow eyes were fixated on Huo Yanmei's face. "Did she say something to me? Shouldn't I ask what you said to her?"

"I…"

"Mom, you are really cruel to me. You ought to know that Tang Mo'er is my life, and destroying her is tantamount to destroying my life!"

It was the first time that Huo Yanmei witnessed Gu Mohan being so furious. Deep down, she was respectful and fearful of this son, and so she immediately softened her voice. "Mohan, Mom did it for your own good…"

"My own good? Don't you think it's nauseating to say these words? I feel sick of hearing it. Someone will send you back to the Capital, you can spend the rest of your life there." With that. Gu Mohan immediately walked out.

…

Gu Mohan was about to return to Tang Mo'er's room, but he stopped in his tracks after two steps. There were two bodyguards in black guarding the entrance of the door, and there was a "Z Country" emblem on the bodyguards' sleeves.