Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

“Master…”

Fan Men rushed over, he seemed to have something important to report to Lu Yeming, but he froze outside.

The door was ajar and he could see the scene inside.

Tang Mo’er slumped against the bed frame, her hair somewhat messy and she was innocent-looking yet charming nonetheless. Lu Yeming leaned forward, supporting himself with one hand beside her head as they were in an intimate, ambiguous position.

Fan Men’s heart palpitated, his expression changed.

So he had guessed right.

That precious someone in Master’s heart was actually her! Fan Men turned around, noticing the person who came from behind.

A string of steady footsteps was heard and a pair of polished black leather shoes were on the ground. Gu Mohan had come.

Gu Mohan wore a black coat outside, a striped vest inside with a glistening pin on it, exuding a dignified aura like the business magnate he was. Taking off his black leather gloves, he passed it to his secretary, Yan Doing, and walked over.

Fan Men’s expression was off and Gu Mohan merely gave him a glance, remaining composed as he paused in front of the ajar door.

He looked inside the room with narrowed eyes.

…

In the room.

Lu Yeming looked at Tang Mo’er, stretching his hand out to caress her face. But he moved differently this time, raking his fingers through her smooth hair, holding her face gently.

“Mo’er…” he called her.

He hadn’t called her Sister.

He called her Mo’er.

That was a first.

Tang Mo’er slowly balled her hands into fists.

Lu Yeming moved his fingers, holding the back of her head as he brushed his thumb against her forehead. After a while, he held her hand, placing it on his chest.

Tang Mo’er felt it.

She felt the necklace around his neck, it was hidden underneath his white shirt.

It was left behind by Lin Xuanji, he had been wearing it, closest to his heart. My Love.

This necklace hadn’t been given to anyone, but it actually had an owner long ago.

Lu Yeming’s throat was sore, no longer composed as he usually would be. He wanted to say many things, so he called her name gently, “Mo’er…”

“Yeming, I called you because I wanted to tell you I haven’t been drugged.”

Though her sensual voice rang in his ears, all feelings of passion and love instantly dissipated. Lu Yeming lifted his eyes slowly, looking at Tang Mo’er.

Tang Mo’er was looking at him too. She wasn’t convinced, she was uncertain about it. But after he called her ‘Mo’er’, because of ‘My Love’, she was certain.

He actually…

Tang Mo’er’s eyes gave away her sorrow, her heart ached.

Tang Mo’er then withdrew her tiny hand with some force, flinging her wrist out of his tight grip.

His hand now empty, Lu Yeming was at a loss of what to do. This secret that he had kept deep inside his heart had now been discovered, she had found out about it.

What about in the future?

How was he going to interact with her next time?

Knock knock knock. Someone was knocking on the door rhythmically.

Lu Yeming and Tang Mo’er looked in the same direction at the same time, noticing Gu Mohan standing tall there. The corners of his lips quirked up as he said, “Am I interrupting you two?”

Tang Mo’er’s pupils contracted. Mr Gu… had come! She stretched her arms out to push Lu Yeming away.

Lu Yeming just relaxed his stance, sitting up and he remained composed, as though nothing had taken place. “No.”

“Great that I hadn’t.”

Gu Mohan looked over Lu Yeming’s shoulders, his gaze on Tang Mo’er, who was on the bed. “Mo’er, you have stayed with your younger brother for long enough. Bid goodbye to him, come on, let’s go home together.”

Lu Yeming’s face instantly turned dark as charcoal, exuding a frosty aura as he glanced over at Gu Mohan. At the same time, Gu Mohan looked at Lu Yeming, the two men who had equally strong auras exchanged glances.

On the side, Fan Men could only watch the tensions heighten as the two men stared each other down.

In just a couple of months, Gu Mohan had merged his C.T Corporation with megacorporation, the Gu Corporation and he had established an entire supply chain throughout Asia. Now, Gu Mohan was 35 years old and had stepped into his prime age. He was even more mature and dignified and was an economic lifeline of the Asia-Pacific. His every move could disrupt economic forces.

If he were to start a fight with the West Duke of Country A, Lu Yeming, it would be a catastrophe.

Fan Men was really worried.

Tang Mo’er suddenly moved, lifting the blanket as she got down the bed, walking towards Gu Mohan. But only after taking two steps, her wrist was grasped by a large hand.

Lu Yeming had grasped her wrist.

Tang Mo’er slowly turned around, looking at him. “Yeming, I’ve stayed here for too long. I’m not feeling well today and I’ll be leaving with Mr Gu first. I wish you a blissful marriage.”

Lu Yeming looked at her, his entire countenance cold and frosty.

He hadn’t let go.

He didn’t want to let her leave.

Tang Mo’er stretched out her hand, prising his fingers open. With a flutter of lashes, Tang Mo’er’s eyes suddenly reddened and tears welled up inside. No matter what, she was Yeming’s only family now.

They had grown up together, their blood was inseparable. This younger brother of hers was born stolid, he didn’t know how to love and if she were to leave, he would be all alone.

Mom was still worried about him even when she was about to leave the world. Tang Mo’er really wanted to take care of her younger brother on behalf of Mom.

But she had to leave now, she couldn’t let him sink deeper. Lu Yeming saw it, he noticed her reddening eyes.

So long as he wanted, she wouldn’t be able to prise open his fingers. This was the West Palace, it was Country A, so long as he wanted to, Gu Mohan wouldn’t be able to take her away.

He was able to keep her by his side forcibly.

Not only love and blissfulness, but he could also give her… everything he had.

But he saw her eyes redden.

In his heart, he knew. She loved him, she really loved him so much.

With that, Lu Yeming suddenly let go. Once he loosened his grip, Tang Mo’er walked over to Gu Mohan.

Noticing her reddened eyes, Gu Mohan ruffled her hair affectionately. “Let’s go home.”

“Mm, let’s go home.” She nodded.

Gu Mohan held her hand.

“Don’t leave Country A. She can’t leave in her current condition.” Lu Yeming’s voice came from behind.

Gu Mohan turned back. “Alright.”

Lu Yeming looked at him. “Who notified you?”

“I’m your brother-in-law, I’ll definitely attend your wedding. But I only came earlier today because I received a text message.”

Oh, so it was like that.

The corners of Lu Yeming’s lips kicked up into a wry smile, his frosty made one shudder. He just needed a little thinking to realize who was behind it all.