Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Tang Mo’er stopped in her tracks and retracted her hand.

Lu Yeming looked back in the direction that Gu Mohan had gone into and his eyes landed on her face. “Big Sister, what’s the matter?”

Tang Mo’er shook her head. “Nothing, I need to go to the washroom.”

Spinning around, she turned to leave.

…

In the luxurious private room.

Gu Mohan handed over a card to Feng Lingxue. “The arrangements have been made. The surgery can proceed tomorrow.”

Feng Lingxue put the card in her handbag. “Thank you, President Gu.”

“Don’t have sex before the surgery.” With that, Gu Mohan took out a cigarette. “I think I saw Xuan Ying just now.”

So Xuan Ying was also here at Bewitching Bar. Feng Lingxue’s face was a little pale and she did not say a word.

It was silent in the private room as both of them mused about their own troubles. Gu Mohan lit up his lighter and prepared to light up his cigarette. His entire mind was consumed with the ravishing face he saw in the corridor…

He frowned.

Ding! He received a text message.

He took out his cell phone and saw that Lu Yeming had sent him a message – ‘She is looking for you.’

Gu Mohan froze a little. He put his cell phone away and lighted his cigarette, with the smoke instantly swirling around his handsome face.

He rose. “I’m going out for a while.”

“Alright,” Feng Lingxue replied impassively.

…

Tang Mo’er stood at the corridor and looked at the tightly shut private room door. Gu Mohan was inside. She raised her hand to knock on the door. But soon later, she stopped herself and her hand lingered in mid air.

Gradually, her hand drooped down.

It was her birthday today.

As the successor to the Gu Corporation and Lu Corporation, Little Gu Yelin had been sent by Gu Mohan to a restricted, high IQ training school for his education at the tender age of five. As his Mommy, she was only able to see Little Gu Yelin a few times a year.

Even today, Little Gu Yelin was not by her side. She wanted to spend her birthday so much with him.

She missed him so much.

But they were already divorced.

Tang Mo’er bowed her head and turned around. As she was about to leave, at this moment, the private room door opened and a ray of light streamed out from the room. A tall and handsome figure appeared at the door.

Tang Mo’er froze and gradually turned around. Gu Mohan was standing by the door. The light from the room shone over, casting a golden hue on him. With one hand stuck in his trousers pocket, he held a cigarette with his other hand.

As they exchanged eye contact, Tang Mo’er felt a little embarrassed because she did not expect him to come out. “President Gu, we haven’t met for some time.”

She forced out a greeting.

Gu Mohan took a puff of his cigarette and exhaled the smoke slowly. He gave a short reply, “Hm.”

He expelled the smoke onto her face. Although the smoke evaded her mouth and nose, the strong nicotine smell turned her face red.

He must have done it on purpose.

Tang Mo’er bit down on her red lips with her white teeth. “I’ll be leaving then.”

Gu Mohan looked at her as her lips lost its red color from her biting down. His eyes darkened and he nodded. “Hm.”

Tang Mo’er immediately turned around to leave.

She left.

Tang Mo’er felt as if there was a void in a heart and it was a terrible feeling. Her eyes gradually turned red. Suddenly, realization dawned on her that it was her 26th birthday today.

Since he was nine years older than her, he was already 35 years old.

The people around them had attained happiness, such as Master Yan and An’an, Young Master Fu and Shi’shi, but they were still lagging behind.

Tang Mo’er thought about the year when she was 21 years old and at the prime of her youth. That year, she had met him, who had just come from Capital.

Time passed by so quickly.

She stood in front of the elevator and waited.

Just then, she saw a person reflected in the shiny mirror of the elevator door. A tall and handsome figure had followed her closely.

Gu Mohan had followed her all the way. He had been following her since she left. It was only that she had kept her head bowed the whole time and thus she had not noticed him.

He stopped behind her. The flame on the cigarette in his fingers had already extinguished and he threw it into the rubbish bin.

The elevator door opened and both of them entered the elevator, one after another.

…

There were only the two of them in the elevator, with Tang Mo’er standing in front and Gu Mohan behind.

He looked at her figure with both hands stuck in his pockets. Today she was wearing a nude dress with a nude sheer cover-up on the outside, revealing the white spaghetti-straps within, which exuded a sexy and playful feminine charm.

Her wavy hair was casually scattered around her shoulders. She was wearing a pair of white shoes, and she looked innocent and delicate.

Throughout all these years, she had become increasingly beautiful and captivating.

Tang Mo’er knew he was looking at her.

She could see him looking at her through the mirror.

Both of them did not say a word, but their hearts were instantly filled with warmth.

…

After exiting from the elevator, Tang Mo’er stood along the street to flag for a taxi.

A taxi came to a stop in front of her. As she stretched her hand out to open the back door, a large hand reached over and pulled open the door before she could do so.

She got inside, followed closely by another figure. He had also got into the car.

The driver asked, “Sir, Miss, where do you want to go?”

She did not reply.

Just then, she heard a deep and magnetic voice. “Just drive around.”

“Okay.”

The taxi started to move and the night breeze swept in, ruffling Tang Mo’er’s long hair.

She looked sideways at the neon lights in the bustling city outside the window. All these years, he had only been driving or ferried about in his limited edition luxurious car, this was the first time that both of them were sitting in a taxi together.

Gu Mohan felt a slight itch at his cheek. Her hair billowed in the breeze and a few strands were on his face. He could faintly smell the pleasant scent of her hair.

“Sit tight.”

Just then, the driver gave a warning and steered the wheel. The taxi swerved suddenly.

Tang Mo’er was caught off guard and she fell towards the man at her side.

At this moment, a strong arm caught hold of her svelte waist and she was pulled into his embrace. She raised her pristine eyes and looked at him. His large hand had cupped her delicate face, and he had already bent down to kiss her.

All her senses were instantly dominated by his scent. He captured her red lips ferociously, and gradually he slipped his long tongue through her teeth into her mouth.

She could feel it.

She could feel his longing for her.

Tang Mo’er wrapped her hands around his muscular torso. She gently closed her eyes and two drops of hot tears fell from the corner of her eyes.

Many years later, she could still remember this night very clearly. She was in the taxi on her 26th birthday, nestled in his warm embrace and kissing him with a passion and intensity that could not be restrained.