Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle Chapter 1316 - Reunion (8)

Chapter 1316: Reunion (8)

Although the photograph on the tabloid was very blurry, Tang Mo’er immediately recognized that Rolls-Royce Phantom car. This was his car and Yu Rubing was getting off from the pa.s.senger side.

The Rolls-Royce Phantom car was parked right in front of the hotel.

Tang Mo’er had no idea what the truth was, but she knew better than anyone else about how often the truth was distorted within the entertainment circles. It didn’t mean anything even if the two of them entered the hotel together. Perhaps they were just going to discuss a script.

But she looked once again at Gu Mohan’s luxury car and saw that Yu Rubing was sitting on the pa.s.senger side.

All women knew that the pa.s.senger seat was reserved for the ‘First Lady’, the woman who was most beloved.

In her heart, Tang Mo’er admitted that she felt rather unhappy at this.

These past three years, the AR in her body was making her age rapidly. As long as she took the Manjusaka, she wouldn’t continue deteriorating, but she hadn’t been taking it in a timely manner.

This was because the Manjusaka was a herb with high toxicity. Although it would fight the AR in her body, the child in her belly would not survive if she consumed it.

So she had endured the 10 months of pregnancy, before giving birth to Sisi via a cesarean.

Sisi had exhibited high intellect from a very young age. More than that, Sisi loved her Mommy very very much.

Every day, Sisi would tell her Mommy that she was the most beautiful and how did Mommy become so beautiful? That Sisi loved Mommy the most and wished to marry Mommy. But that was because Sisi had never seen her in her most ugly and wretched moments.

Sisi knew her father was Capital’s Gu Mohan, and that she had a brother called Gu Yelin. She had told Sisi right from the start that if Mommy couldn’t make it, she would have someone escort her to her Daddy and Brother. Daddy and Brother would love her and dote on her as much as Mommy did.

The day before, she had returned late as she had been off picking Manjusaka.

And he had asked her yesterday night why she hadn’t returned these past three years?

It was because she couldn’t return.

But she never gave up hope as she had Sisi, and she knew that miles and miles away in the Capital, he was there. And like her, he was enduring the pain and torment of love, the intense craziness of an insurmountable longing.

She had always remembered that he wanted a daughter.

Perhaps the Heavens took pity on them. She tried picking some Manjusaka to soak in a bath, and the desired effects came about very quickly.

Her face recovered its youthfulness and yesterday night’s final treatment also healed her body.

It was like she had been reborn.

But now Tang Mo’er felt like reality had just splashed a bucket of ice water all over her. Her heart ached unbearably.

“Mo’er, the C.T President Gu Mohan will never marry you. This Yu Rubing has been his woman for three years and is very much doted upon by him. It would be too difficult for you to defeat her.” Ron continued.

“Ron, thank you for telling me all this, but…” Tang Mo’er looked at Ron before slowly curling up her red lips. “I have no idea who this Yu Rubing is—but when I first made my debut, the leader of the It-girls gang was led by Han Xiaowan, who would be considered the senior of this Yu Rubing. And I personally took down Han Xiaowan.

“As for this Yu Rubing…” Tang Mo’er glanced at the mesmerizing little face in the tabloid. “She still has to cultivate her skills for a few more years if she wishes to be my compet.i.tor.”

With that, Tang Mo’er turned to leave.

Ron stood affixed to the ground. He stared dumbly at Tang Mo’er’s departing figure as he finally realized who Sisi looked like.

The Tang Mo’er of now was no longer that flamboyant and p.r.i.c.kly red rose whom she used to be. Perhaps she had been softened by the pa.s.sing of time.

Every stage of a woman’s life had its own unique beauty. And each stage of beauty would be even more alluring and lovely than the last.

But Little Gu Sihan was really like Tang Mo’er. No, Little Gu Sihan surpa.s.sed Tang Mo’er on two counts: a genius IQ of over 200 and an unparalleled family lineage.

…

Tang Mo’er returned to her own house and behaved in her usual joyful manner with Little Sisi. She took the time to make a sumptuous dinner.

Gu Mohan returned at night. He had been in a high-level meeting where they discussed the development of the holiday villa.

“Mr Gu, you’re back? Wash your hands and come to sit down for dinner.” Tang Mo’er looked up at him.

With this one look, Tang Mo’er could see that there was something wrong with Gu Mohan. His handsome, regal face was tightly wound and those profound, slanted eyes were staring at her with unhappiness.

Tang Mo’er felt puzzled by his stare. She recalled that tabloid and then turned and entered the kitchen without another word to get some bowls and chopsticks.

Heavy and steady footsteps sounded out behind her. Gu Mohan followed her and his tall frame filled the doorway.

“Who was that man you were chatting with today?”

Tang Mo’er turned around. “What?”

Gu Mohan gave a sarcastic smile. “I was having a meeting upstairs and saw you chatting with a man. He was behaving in a very familiar manner with you, and I think he likes you.”

He saw them?

Then how did he miss seeing Ron give her that tabloid?

Tang Mo’er tucked a loose strand of silky hair behind her ear. “Ron is the village head’s son. He pursued me before but I rejected him. There’s nothing between the two of us.”

She was very honest and told him everything.

On the other hand, Gu Mohan remained silent. He pursed his lips, a sour sensation filling his heart. He still felt very ill at ease. “You really have no lack of admirers.”

“Whatever you wish to think.”

Tang Mo’er brushed past him and went out.

She was going to leave, just like that?

Gu Mohan nimbly reached out one large palm and grabbed her slender wrist, pulling her back.

“What are you doing? Mr Gu, even if you are jealous, this is no way to behave!” Tang Mo’er glared at him in admonishment.

Gu Mohan pressed closer and said in a low, raspy voice, “Tonight… I want to sleep with you. Go and tell Sisi.”

Every day, he would hear the happy laughter and voices of that mother-daughter duo. He didn’t want to sleep alone tonight.

Tang Mo’er remained silent for a moment before speaking up. “I can tell Sisi but she would never agree.”

“…”

Gu Mohan had always wished for a daughter. Daughters were obedient and caring. But after having Sisi, he realized this was not true at all. He had been fooled!

He had no idea how to handle this daughter of his.

“I want to sleep with you,” he persisted.

Throwing a glance at him, Tang Mo’er forcefully pulled her little hand out of his grasp. “No.”

“Why? You only have Sisi in your heart. What about me?”

“…”

Was he being serious? Tang Mo’er could nearly see the waves of jealousy radiating off his body. The older he got, the more childish he became.

“Do you want Sisi to sleep alone then?”

Gu Mohan’s eyes darkened and he continued to stare at her hotly. “You are coming to my room tonight.”

So his so-called ‘sleep’ referred to this.

“No.”

Tang Mo’er rejected him directly and walked out of the kitchen.

…

Nighttime.

Gu Mohan laid on his bed in the west wing of the house all alone. No matter how much he tossed and turned, he was unable to fall asleep.

In the beginning, he a.s.sumed that she was just shy. That although she had verbally refused, she would still turn up at his room at night.