Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Tang Moer's soft little face turned white instantly, and the black pupils shrank suddenly. Why did he marry Lu Qier?

She hid herself and played a show with Jun Chulin, just not wanting to drag him down, she thought he could live a good life.

If he marries Lu Qier, what else does she do?

Lu Qier is not a good woman. How is she worthy and how is she worthy to own her Mr. Gu?

At this moment a melodious ringtone rang and she called.

Take out the phone and look at it, it is a string of unforgettable numbers.

Gu Mohan called.

The comb-like slender feather trembled vigorously, and her fingertips trembled and pressed the answer button, "Hey."

"You come over now." Gu Mohan's peculiar low magnetic voice passed faintly, with no emotion at all.

Tang Mo'er grasped the mobile phone in his ear strongly until he caught his fingers white, "Is there anything wrong?"

The end was silent for a few seconds, and the atmosphere was cold for a few moments. "Of course, we have broken up. What I gave you, should you give it back to me?"

What did he send?

Tang Moer suddenly remembered the diamond ring hanging on his neck.

"Think of it, I'm going to marry Lu Qier, I'll take this diamond ring back and give it to Lu Qier."

Tang Mo'er stepped back a few steps. She felt a lot of pain in her heart. Her soft white hand pressed on her heart part, her mouth was sweet, and a line of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

She reached out and touched, her fingertips covered with blood.

She twitched the corners of her mouth pale. She rubbed the corners of her mouth with her little hand, trying to wipe off the blood, but only wiped out more and more blood.

Ah.

Her eyes were wet all of a sudden, but she bit her lower lip with fine white teeth to prevent herself from crying.

At this point the man at the end reported an address and then hung up.

Listening to the "Beep" busy tone, Tang Mo'er's mobile phone slipped on the carpet. She ran into the bathroom with her legs stretched out, and the cold water "cracked" and she started washing her mouth.

The clean vanities are all tinted red ...

She looked up at herself in the glasses, her face paled like a ghost.

How can I see him like this?

Tang Moer took out the cosmetics, drew a touch of makeup on the small face with a big palm, and then went out.

...

Arrived at Gu Mohan's address, Yan Dong brought her to the door. "Ms. Tang, the president is inside, you can go in."

The door was not closed. Tang Moer stood outside and could see the inside. Lu Qier was sitting on the sofa. There were two designers flying from Milan. "Miss Lu, this wedding dress full of flowers and diamonds is very suitable. Are you satisfied with your elegant temperament and noble identity? "

Lu Qi'er's beautiful face was red and white, and her eyebrows were shy and sweet. She looked up at the man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Gu Mohan put his hands in his trousers pocket, smoking a cigarette between his slender two fingers. He squeezed his handsome eyebrow tightly, and his cold features were sharp and sharp like a blade of smoke.

Hearing Lu Qier's words, he had no response.

At this moment, Lu Qi'er's eyes found Tang Mo'er by the door, and she opened her eyes quickly, "Miss Tang, are you here?"

Gu Mohan's erect and straight body suddenly froze. He turned quickly, and his deep narrow eyes moved toward the door.