Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Tang Mo’er was kissing Gu Mohan intimately.
Tensing up, Huo Yanmei’s hand rested on the doorknob and she hesitated.
On reflection, she felt that the life she led had been a disastrous one. The only thing that made her proud in her lonesome life was the birth of Gu Mohan.
He was cautious, resilient and intellectual. To him,family was at the center of his heart and day by day, he strived to improve himself. Ever since he was young, he alluded his life to a textbook as he understood a long time ago that he had no one to rely on except himself.
One day, she was drunk at the bar and had slept with another man. As a result, she fell pregnant. Terrified, she had nowhere to run as she had betrayed Gu Tianling. It was only a matter of hours before the matter was exposed. Furious, Gu Tianling had slapped her in anger when he returned. She could still remember the rage in his eyes and the fear that thrummed through her chest as her heart thumped in warning.
Gu Tianling ordered her to go for an abortion and also asked for a divorce. At that time, Gu Mohan walked down the stairs, looking at Gu Tianling in an extremely indifferent manner.
‘Father, do not to beat mother up.’
With those simple words, Gu Tianling let her off and walked away.
She remembered how Gu Mohan had walked over and told her, ‘Mother, with me around, no one will dare hurt you.’
Back then, he was only 12 years old.
As expected, Gu Tianling did not touch even a single hair on her head. It was only much later that she found out that Old Master Gu had brought Gu Mohan into Gu Corporation.
As competition between the wealthiest and most influential families were fierce, the resilience of Gu Corporation was a harsh game dependent on the survival of the fittest. As Gu Tianling had been brainwashed by Lin Xuanji, Old Master Gu had long given up on him. Forgoing his useless son, Old Master Gu placed all his hopes on Gu Mohan.
In front of the rich heir, it became an obsession to cover up their ugly past.
The 12-year-old Gu Mohan had become the pillar of support for both mother and daughter.
He supported them through the darkest and hardest years of their lives.
Her Mohan had never disappointed anyone. The Lu family followed Lu Jinwen and gradually disappeared while he brought fame to the Gu family such that they became the wealthiest and most influential family in all of the Capital. He led the Gu Corporation to become the Capital’s wealthiest and most successful business with him at the helm. In comparison to Lu Jinwen, he was not inferior in the slightest.
After An’an was born, she was diagnosed with congenital leukemia. The little girl’s voice was soft and she especially loved to laugh. It brought her so much joy as An’an was just like an angel in her life.
As her older brother, Gu Mohan doted a lot on An’an. Whenever he was free from work, he would take her out to play.
However, when An’an was five, she was captured by Gu Tianling’s men when she was out playing with Gu Mohan. It was then that Gu Tianling sold her to the child traffickers.
She knew Gu Mohan blamed himself, as he was the one who had lost An’an.
He carried all the glory, pressure and responsibility, venturing further down this path of no return.
For all these years, she noticed that although he became stronger and more confident, the loneliness he exuded became more and more pronounced.
Unlike Fu Qinglun and Huo Beichen, he did not grow up in a healthy family environment filled with love.
He was already 30 years old, yet he had not met a girl he liked.
If the girl was not Tang Mo’er, she would have help him win over the girl, no matter what it took.
But why did it have to be Tang Mo’er?
Of all the people in the world, why was it her?
No one knew how strong of a grudge she had against Tang Mo’er.
Each time she saw Tang Mo’er, the only thing she could think of was Lin Xuanji.
Was everything destined to be the way it was?
20 years ago in the Capital’s hospital, her 10 year old Gu Mohan was down with a fever and was admitted to the hospital. On that day, Tang Mo’er was born.
That was the day Gu Mohan had carried baby Tang Mo’er in his arms.
It was the day they had first met.
