Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

*My little mistress.*

Lin Xuanji smirked when she heard his words. “Mr Lu, you’re thinking too highly of me. I’m not deserving of the title of ‘little mistress’, I’m merely a… blow up doll.”

Lu Jinwen raised a brow. “Oh?”

“Mistresses just need to spread their legs and they’ve got all the ka-ching. How about me? You’ve been using me to satisfy your sexual desires for so many years and I’ve never received anything in return, not a single cent. You’re even demanding me to give birth to your child. Please don’t degrade the term ‘little mistress’.” Lin Xuanji sounded sarcastic as she almost spat out the words.

“That’s why you should give birth to my son. I’ll make a will denoting that my wealth will be inherited by my son, it’s going to be enough for you to spend for a few centuries.”

A few centuries, she didn’t dare to even think about it.

Lin Xuanji shut her eyes. “Whatever, you can go ahead with your plans since you never ever use a condom. My body is just there for you to take advantage of.”

She had three pregnancies but none of them was on her own accord. She didn’t have much of a say in it, he just continued doing whatever he wished.

Was Madam Xuanji missing?

Lin Xuanji had disappeared.

Those words resounded in Lu Jinwen’s ears over and over again. he let go of Butler Ye’s collar and scanned the surroundings. There wasn’t anyone there, and he didn’t manage to find the figure he was looking for.

Was she gone?

Did she leave him again?

Lu Jinwen’s eyes were bloodshot, he felt as though someone had clenched onto his heart forcefully, it hurt.

It was really painful.

The pain was making him lightheaded, he couldn’t tolerate it.

He had just found her, they had only spent one night together and after he opened his eyes in the morning, she was missing again.

He could never afford to lose her again.

He really couldn’t.

But a sensual voice suddenly resounded in his ears. “Lu Jinwen, are you looking for me?”

Lu Jinwen, are you looking for me?

Lu Jinwen lifted his eyes. In front, at the Passion River, a graceful figure was standing there. Her dress billowed out around her and she was stunning.

Lin Xuanji.

Lin Xuanji stood there, her lustrous eyes on his chiseled features. “You thought that I’d escaped? How is that even possible, there’s no way for me to escape now.”

Lu Jinwen gasped, he could finally hear his heart beating again. He was salvaged.

He walked over in her direction and sounded displeased. “Come over, it’s very chilly outside.”

It was winter and she had run outside wearing just a red dress. What if she fell sick?

Seeing Lu Jinwen come closer, Lin Xuanji took a few steps backwards and she pouted her lips. “I just came outside to take a breather and touch some water.”

She then stretched her leg out, entering the Passion River.

—-The Passion River is the holy water in Miao Jiang. As the name suggests, the Passion River would destroy the skin of a person, who is in love with someone else, as if it were acid just by a mere drop.

—-The Passion Water would be as harmless as normal water should it touch a person who does not love anyone.

Lu Jinwen recalled Meng Lu’s words. He gaped at Lin Xuanji’s foot, she was about to enter the Passion River. He shouted, “Lin Xuanji!”

One of her legs had already landed in the Passion River, she started kicking her ankle around to make the water splash.

Lu Jinwen’s pupils dilated with horror, he stared at her foot. It was unaffected by the waters.

His gaze riveted on her face. She wasn’t burned by the waters at all. Oh, it turned out she really didn’t have any romantic feelings for anyone.

She no longer loved him.

She really didn’t have any feelings for him anymore.

He had depleted all the love she once had for him. She was still her, but she wasn’t the same as before, she no longer loved him as she had before.

Love was indeed the world’s most fragile piece of work. Once it broke, it would cease to exist, forever.

Lu Jinwen walked in front, stopping in front of the Passion River.