Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Gu Mohan’s gaze was still on her fair legs in a way that was somewhat indecent.
The next moment, Tang Mo’er’s mind was blown and she flushed. She had finally realized what he meant exactly.
This shameless man!
She had been fooled by him!
“Gu Mohan, you’re shameless!” Tang Mo’er lifted her hand, wanting to give him a slap.
Gu Mohan turned his head and avoided her slap, he lifted his hand to grasp her wrist instead.
She fell right into his arms right after he pulled on her wrist.
A masculine scent instantly invaded her senses, Tang Mo’er felt humiliated yet angry at the same time. “Gu Mohan!”
She was fuming in rage.
Behaving just like an enraged kitten, she screamed at him with that sensual voice of hers. Gu Mohan’s Adam’s apple bobbed and he held onto the back of her head and caressed her hair. “Little one, I was just teasing you. Even if I really plan to do it, I’ll wait until you’ve reached your first trimester.”
“Dream on!” Tang Mo’er stretched out her hands and tried to push his chest away.
Gu Mohan planted kisses on her hair gently, saying, “I’ve got your word on that, I’ll have my deep interaction with my baby when you’re asleep and dreaming then.”
“…”
What was wrong with him?
Why was he so shameless and flirty today?
Tang Mo’er suddenly felt her heart soften, she was reminded of her Mr Gu. Mr Gu was that shameless!
It felt weird if he didn’t continue with his shameless flirtations just for a day.
But… it has been so long since he had been like that.
She missed Mr Gu so much.
Knock knock. An’an’s voice could be heard from outside. “Little sister-in-law, are you awake?”
Tang Mo’er quickly pushed Gu Mohan away and replied, “An’an, I’m awake.”
…
It was time for breakfast and everyone was seated in the dining room.
Lu Jinwen and Lin Siyu arrived last. Lu Jinwen was wearing a navy blue shirt with his usual trousers and his entire outfit was sleek and crease-free. He was exuding a sharp, piercing aura.
Jun Mosheng lifted his eyes to look at Lu Jinwen, he didn’t notice anything different about Lu Jinwen but then he felt something. Lu Jinwen seemed to be more refreshed and in a brighter mood.
“Young Master Lu, Miss Lin must have served you well last night. You seem rather pleased today, it’s all written on your face.” Jun Mosheng laughed.
Lin Siyu froze as she heard Jun Mosheng’s words. She was reminded of the incident yesterday, Lu Jinwen had sent her onto Meng Che’s bed.
A muscular arm was around her waist and a deep voice resounded beside her ears. “Young Master Jun, you’ve stayed single even after so many years, you definitely don’t know about the wonders of having a woman.”
Lu Jinwen then pinched Lin Siyu’s waist as he talked.
Lin Siyu looked at the man beside her with the tail of her eyes and Lu Jinwen reciprocated with a hard gaze. He then smiled at her.
Lin Siyu was totally creeped out by that smile. This man had clearly sent her onto Meng Che’s bed last night but he was acting like nothing had happened.
This man was too dangerous, no one could tell what was on his mind.
It was only in the wee hours of the night that he had returned, before entering the bathroom to take a shower.
He had visited Lin Xuanji at the altar, but no one knew what he had done to Lin Xuanji.
He was in a good mood, raising his brows, just like a cat that had finally finished eating up its prey.
Today, he appeared even more youthful and charming, preserving the charms that he had when he was younger. The helpers around couldn’t help but peek at him multiple times over.
Lin Siyu smiled at him forcibly, the resulting expression even more awful than her crying face.
Jun Mosheng narrowed his eyes, he couldn’t help but feel that there was something very different about Lu Jinwen today.
He felt suspicious but he kept it to himself and maintained the same facial expression. “Young Master Lu, you must be careful and pay attention to your health if you have different partners all the time. Be careful of contracting any diseases.”
The corners of Lu Jinwen’s lips were raised and he gave him a spurious smile. “You don’t need to worry for me, I won’t contract any STD.”
Jun Mosheng retracted his gaze and gazed at Tang Mo’er instead. “Mo’er, I’ve spoken with High Priest Meng, though he still doesn’t agree to us bringing Xuanji back, he has given us an opportunity.”
“What opportunity?” Tang Mo’er asked.
“As long as we manage to wake Xuanji up, we are free to bring her away.”
“Really? But Mom has been unconscious for so many years, what can we do to make her regain her consciousness?”
“I’ve invited Master Miao Gu over, he’s going to be in charge of reopening your mother’s dreamland.”
“Reopening Mom’s dreamland?”
“Yes, Xuanji has been unconscious for many years only because she’s stuck in her dreamland. As long as we bring her out of her dreamland, she’ll regain consciousness.”
What dream was Lin Xuanji stuck in?
It’s been so many years, what dream was she stuck in, that she wouldn’t even regain consciousness?
Who was she dreaming about?
…
Everyone arrived outside the altar and Meng Che unlocked the door. Only Master Miao Gu entered the altar.
Lin Xuanji was still in the crystal coffin and there weren’t any changes in her physical appearance.
Master Miao Gu then took out a pocket watch and closed his eyes.
Lu Jinwen and Jun Mosheng were both outside the altar, watching through the windows. They were both curious to find out who was Lin Xuanji dreaming about.
Tik tok.
Tik tok.
There wasn’t any other sound in the altar, the only sound was coming from the pocket watch.
Lu Jinwen and Jun Mosheng both closed their eyes and everyone had entered Lin Xuanji’s dreamland.
Her dreamland wasn’t dark, but colorful and warm. The skies were filled with dandelions.
In the sea view bungalow, all the maids were standing in the living room and everyone was anxious and shuddering. No one dared to speak a word.
Unlike the bright and sunny weather outside, the atmosphere in sea view bungalow felt extremely cold and unwelcoming.
“Sir, Madam Xuanji is going into labor soon. Are we going to send Madam into the hospital or get a doctor over to deliver the baby?” Butler Ye asked.
A man was seated on the couch in the living room. He was holding a set of newspapers in his hands and lowered his head while reading it.
He didn’t speak.
A maid upstairs screamed. “Sir, bad news! The baby’s head is popping out but it’s stuck, why isn’t the doctor arriving yet? Madam is bleeding and if the bleeding continues her life would be in danger. At this rate, it will cost both their lives!”
Butler Ye looked at the man on the couch for instruction but he continued reading his newspapers and didn’t utter a word.
The scene changed into the bedroom upstairs.
The room was dark and the curtains weren’t opened. A woman lay on the bed and her hair was all stuck to her face, clammy from the perspiration. She clung onto the bedsheets until they were all wrinkled.
“Sir, please just tell us what to do! The baby’s head is stuck and she won’t be able to make it!” The maid exclaimed in a frenzied panic.
