Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Lu Jinwen was back from Vancouver.

The three wealthiest and most influential families in Karghalik had also taken action already.

Tang Mo’er’s call for investors had stirred up all the rich and powerful.

“President, King-back is the brand that Madam founded herself. In the past three years, the jewelry that Madam designed has been making remarkable progress. She must have received direct help and tutelage from Madam Xuanji. Madam’s jewelry design are bursting with her innate and unique talent, and I predict that Madam will soon register for her own jewelry company and open it officially to the market.

Once King-back opens to the market, Tang Mo’er would become the big boss and main designer.

Raising his eyebrows, Gu Mohan’s deep, narrow eyes were gleaming. He had underestimated this little thing.

Her intention was never to return to the entertainment industry. ‘The Concubine’ was merely her stepping stone. She wished to set up her own jewelry company and become a queen.

Together with the return of Lin Xuanji, the mother-daughter pair was going to take over the world of jewelry.

They were also back for revenge.

Gu Mohan gave Yan Dong a look. “How has Beichen been lately?”

“Three years ago, Huo Beichen was Karghalik’s tyrant. Ever since his wife vanished three years ago, he had disappeared for a short while as well, and no one knew where he went. When he returned, he officially took over the Huo Corporation. The Huo family men are all business prodigies, and in three years, Huo Beichen has led the Huo Corporation to swiftly become the most influential and wealthy.

“In these three years, Huo Beichen has had many girlfriends. He’s the same as before, changing his girls as often as he changes clothes. He has been with his current girlfriend the longest, three months already. She’s from the entertainment industry, a pretty actress with decent acting skills. Rumors are that Huo Beichen really dotes on this girlfriend, and that he has already bought her three villas after only three months of dating.”

Yan Dong pushed a photograph towards Gu Mohan. “President, take a look. This is her, Little Ling.”

Gu Mohan took a look at Little Ling’s photo, and narrowed his eyes when he saw it. “Don’t you think she reminds you of someone?”

Karghalik.

CC Bar, VIP room.

Fu Qinglun sat on the sofa. At this moment, the door opened and in walked a handsome figure. Huo Beichen was here.

Today, Huo Beichen was clad in a white shirt and black trousers, but his shirt was not tucked into his trousers, and hung out loosely. Compared to the types of Gu Mohan and Fu Qinglun, Huo Beichen gave off more of the vibes of a charming heir

One who could play, and when he did play, played freely and wildly.

“Brother Qinglun, you’re finally back. I’ve missed you to death.” Huo Beichen opened his arms to hug Fu Qinglun.

Fu Qinglun gave him a kick. “Go away, that’s disgusting.”

Huo Beichen’s thin lips curved upwards and he sat down beside Fu Qinglun on the sofa.

A beautiful figure entered. It was Little Ling.

Fu Qinglun looked at Huo Beichen. “Is that your girlfriend?”

“Yes, her name is Little Ling. Little Ling, call Young Master Fu.”

Little Ling was born pretty, with a head of raven black hair that fell to her shoulders. She was innocent and sweet and sat beside Huo Beichen, and called his name obediently. “Young Master Fu, nice to meet you.”

Fu Qinglun nodded his head, acknowledging her greeting.

Huo Beichen raised his hands to pinch her supple cheeks. “Go sing a song. I have something to talk about with Brother Qinglun.”

“Okay.”

Little Ling sat at the side singing. Her youthful voice was crisp and sweet and she sang well.

Huo Beichen opened a bottle of wine, and poured some for Fu Qinglun and himself.

After a few drinks the mood was more relaxed and Fu Qinglun asked, slightly drunk, “Beichen, why aren’t you with the second daughter of the Jun family?”

Huo Beichen’s charming face betrayed no expression. He gave a lazy smile, and handed a glass of wine over to Fu Qinglun. “What other reason would there be? I don’t like her.”

Fu Qinglun took a sip of his wine. “And you like this Little Ling?”

Huo Beichen leaned his strong back lazily onto the sofa, his long legs resting on the table in front of him, looking like the big boss he was.”Little Ling services me pretty well in bed.”

Fu Qinglun wanted to kick Huo Beichen again.

Huo Beichen laughed and dodged the kick.

The two of them polished off the bottle of wine in a short period of time. Fu Qinglun took a look at the singing Little Ling. “Beichen, why do I feel like Little Ling resembles someone?”

Huo Beichen drank his wine indifferently, and didn’t reveal much emotion on his face after hearing that. His eyes turned cynical and cold for a few moments before he replied lazily, “Oh? Who?”

Fu Qinglun turned his head to look at Huo Beichen. “Tang Mo’er. Doesn’t she look like her?”

Fu Qinglun’s deep eyes narrowed, as though he could see through Huo Beichen’s thoughts. Huo Beichen made eye contact with him and forced out a laugh. “I don’t think so.”

Fu Qinglun looked away. “You’d better be careful. If your second brother finds out that you’ve found someone resembling Tang Mo’er, he’ll destroy you.”

Huo Beichen laughed. “What right does he have to control me? It’s not like I went looking for Tang Mo’er.”

With that implication in his words, Fu Qinglun gave him a look.

They had grown up together, and with the history they had shared their whole lives, there was nothing much the brothers couldn’t share with each other. Except women.

Gu Mohan’s temperament was known to everyone. He viewed women as though they were his whole life.

What Gu Mohan hated most in the world were men who coveted Tang Mo’er.

And that meant brothers or not, he had better not touch this rule that Gu Mohan had set.

Seeing Fu Qinglun’s face turn cold, Huo Beichen shrugged his shoulders and said amenably, “Understood.”

“When are you going to the Capital?” Fu Qinglun changed the topic.

“Probably tomorrow or the day after.”

“Make it the day after. I’ll go with you.”

“Okay.”

Fu Qinglun threw a cell phone over to Huo Beichen. “Make a call for me.”

“To who?”

“Lin Shiyu!”

Huo Beichen eyes lit up with curiosity. “F*ck, Brother Qinglun, are you thinking of getting back together with Beauty Lin?

“Let me tell you something. Three years ago Fu Jingtong organized a wedding with Beauty Lin, but his sickness acted up suddenly during the ceremony. He then used this as an excuse to announce that they were both moving overseas, which is why no one has seen them together these past three years.”

Fu Qinglun looked toward Huo Beichen and knit his eyebrows. “What do you mean?”

“That’s the literal explanation. But I sense something fishy going on. It’s up to Brother Qinglun on how to interpret this situation,” Huo Beichen said as he batted his eyes mysteriously.

Fu Qinglun felt like giving Huo Beichen a tight slap. He kicked the coffee table and said, “Stop spouting rubbish and make that call for me.”

Fu Family Residence.

Lin Shiyu’s cell phone rang. Someone was calling her.

Her fair hands picked up the call and Huo Beichen voice rang out. “Beauty Lin, Brother Qinglun is drunk at the bar, could you come and bring him back?”