Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

611-620

Chapter 611: Mo’er, Xuanji Might Be at the Miao Tribe

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Huo Yanmei’s face was ashen. She felt she had been betrayed and abandoned by her kin.

“Huo Yanmei, this third kneel is what you owe the child in Mo’er’s stomach. This was an innocent little life and also your biological grandchild, but you killed it ruthlessly. This third kneel is for the child!”

With that, the bodyguards in black came over to press on Huo Yanmei’s head.

“I’m not going to kneel! Why should I kneel? Don’t touch me, no… Ah!”

Huo Yanmei was pressed down and her head hit the floor again.

Jun Mosheng waved his hand and the two bodyguards stepped back. He glanced down at Huo Yanmei, who was on the carpet, and smiled. “Huo Yanmei, I won’t do anything to you today, but one day, someone will look for you. When that time comes, it will be the end of you.”

With that, Jun Mosheng draped a black cashmere coat over Tang Mo’er’s smooth shoulders. “Mo’er, do you want to leave with Uncle Jun, or stay with President Gu?”

Tang Mo’er had to make a choice.

Gu Mohan’s deep and narrow eyes were like a bottle of black ink that had been opened. He stared fixedly at Tang Mo’er’s little face, as if he was deeply afraid she would disappear. “Mo’er, you’re not allowed to leave. Stay with me.”

Tang Mo’er raised her eyes and looked at Gu Mohan. Her soft voice was chilly. “Gu Mohan, it’s not important anymore to determine who is right and who is wrong. Loving you has only made me lose myself. If you love me at all, please let me go.”

“Mo’er…”

Tang Mo’er immediately turned around to leave.

“Mo’er!” Gu Mohan stretched his fingers out to grasp her slender wrist, refusing to let her go.

He did not want to let her go.

“President Gu, release Mo’er.” There was a revolver in Jun Chulin’s hand, and the black muzzle was aimed at Gu Mohan’s strong arm. “I will count from one to three for you to release Mo’er. If not, the bullet will pierce through your arm.”

Gu Mohan did not even glance at Jun Chulin. His handsome eyes were bloodshot, and his long fingers tugged on Tang Mo’er’s slender wrist tightly. “Mo’er, I won’t let you go. You won’t be able to escape from me. Even if you manage to leave today, I will get you back tomorrow.”

“Gu Mohan, let’s part amicably. I don’t want to remember your ugly look on the day we part.”

“Mo’er, I’m sorry.” Gu Mohan licked his dry lips. “I’m sorry. I apologize to you. I’ve committed many mistakes. Please don’t be angry. I will change…”

“One, two…” Jun Chulin was already counting.

Tang Mo’er forcefully withdrew her hand, but she was unable to extricate her hand from his strong grasp.

“Three.”

This word fell on Tang Mo’er’s ears and there was a flicker in her eyes. Bang! A bullet pierced through Gu Mohan’s right arm in the next second.

Blood spurted out instantly and splashed onto Tang Mo’er’s hand.

The hot liquid splashed onto her delicate skin. It was so hot that it seemed like it could scorch her skin in an instant. Tang Mo’er raised her eyes to look at the man. Gu Mohan’s face had already turned white.