Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
No!
Tang Mo’er’s beautiful face instantly went pale, her black pupils contracted. Why did he marry Lu Qi’er?
She had hidden herself from him and even put up a show with Jun Chulin in order to not burden him. All she wanted was for him to lead his own life peacefully.
If he still chose to get married to Lu Qi’er in the end, what was the purpose of all her actions?
Lu Qi’er wasn’t a good woman, how could she be up to par with him. How could Lu Qi’er even deserve to have her Mr Gu?
Her ringtone started to sound, she had an incoming phone call.
Taking out her cell phone, she recognized the phone number at once.
It was Gu Mohan.
She batted her long eyelashes and answered the call while trembling. “Hello.”
“Come over now.” Gu Mohan’s distinctive voice resonated from the other end. It was filled with indifference.
Tang Mo’er held onto her cell phone forcefully until her fingers went pale. “What’s the matter?”
He didn’t reply immediately, hesitating for a few seconds before he spoke again, “Of course there’s a reason I’m looking for you. Since we’ve broken up, you should return me something I’d gifted to you.”
Something he gifted to her?
Tang Mo’er instantly recalled the diamond ring she wore around her neck.
“So you remember. Since I’m getting married to Lu Qi’er, I need the ring back to give to Lu Qi’er.”
Tang Mo’er reeled back at his words and she felt her heart wrench in pain. As she pressed against it with her tiny hands, she felt something in her mouth. A stream of blood was dripping from the corner of her mouth.
She stretched out her hand to feel it, her fingertips were immersed in blood.
Her face was pale and she attempted to wipe away the blood on the corners of her mouth. She didn’t expect more blood to drip out instead of lessening.
Ah.
Her eyes were instantly watery and she bit down on her lower lip, not allowing herself to burst into tears.
Gu Mohan then gave her an address before hanging up.
Listening to the ‘dudu’ sound, Tang Mo’er dropped her cell phone on the carpet and ran into the bathroom. She switched the tap on and started to wash away the blood in her mouth.
The clean bathroom sink was now stained light red after she finished washing up.
Lifting her head to look at herself in the mirror, she was as pale as a ghost.
How could she meet him with such a ghastly appearance?
Tang Mo’er brought out her cosmetics and applied some light makeup before leaving the house.
…
She rushed to the address Gu Mohan provided her with and Yan Dong brought her to the door. “Miss Tang, President is inside. You may enter.”
The door wasn’t closed and Tang Mo’er could see everything clearly from outside. Lu Qi’er sat on the couch and two designers who were flew in from Milan stood beside her. “Miss Lu, this wedding gown is fully embellished with fresh flowers and diamonds. It will definitely suit your elegant demeanor and distinguished position. Are you pleased with it?”
Lu Qi’er’s beautiful face was blushing, she was shy yet happy. She lifted her head to look at the man standing in front of the window. “Mohan, what do you think of this wedding gown, is it pretty?”
Gu Mohan placed one hand in his trouser pocket while his other hand was used to smoke a cigarette. His brows were furrowed and even in the haziness, his facial features were prominent and sharp.
Though he had clearly heard Lu Qi’er’s words, he didn’t react at all.
Lu Qi’er then noticed Tang Mo’er, who stood beside the door. Her eyes lit up and she quickly asked, “Miss Tang, you’ve arrived?”
Gu Mohan’s tall figure suddenly stiffened, he hurriedly turned around and his deep and narrow eyes hovered over to the door where she stood.
