Chapter 654 - Let’s Talk About Love (13)
Jun Mosheng had found his way there frantically and he asked in worry, “Mo’er, are you fine?”
Tang Mo’er was instantly disappointed, her hopes were dashed. But she quickly smiled at Jun Mosheng. “Uncle Jun, I’m fine.”
“That’s good, let’s head back.”
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Tang Mo’er returned to the VIP area and saw a doctor. “Miss Tang, the baby is healthy, don’t be too worried. You must not be agitated during your pregnancy.”
The baby was fine.
Tang Mo’er placed her hand on her stomach, she was relieved after hearing the doctor’s words. Everything was fine as long as her baby was healthy.
At the same time, he also knew that his father had a frequent change of mistresses outside, ever since he was young. He had visited his father’s office one time and when he pushed the door open, there was a woman lying on the desk and his father was on top of her.
Disgusting.
He had ran into the bathroom and puked many times over, that scene could never be erased from his memories.
He had to deal with it growing up, his parents had an estranged relationship and never spent any time providing him with family love at all. All he knew was that men and women were merely using each other’s bodies to satisfy their desires, there wasn’t real love on earth.
And that was probably why he had never been interested in women. Some may have said that he had some problems in terms of his sexual health.
And it would have been true, he did have some problems.
He wasn’t able to get hard facing women, he didn’t like women. They disgusted him.
He had thought that women were only fond of men’s wealth, status, power or even looks and it was the same for men. Men were interested in women’s youth, beauty and even body, it was all just a blatant sexual transaction.
But there was an exception to all of this, Mr Gu had remembered Tang Mo’er. He had remembered the time when he met little Mo’er when he was only ten years old. She had held onto his index finger, smiling at him sweetly. Mo’er was his only salvation.
Mr Gu had Tang Mo’er embedded in his heart and when fate brought them together, his desires awakened for Tang Mo’er and her alone.
But now, his split personality wasn’t fond of Tang Mo’er. He absolutely despised Tang Mo’er and naturally didn’t have any desires towards her.
He didn’t care for women, but Tang Mo’er was pregnant with his child and he only wanted the baby.
The child was his bloodline.
Gu Mohan walked beside the counter and poured himself a glass of red wine. A luxury watch adorned his wrist and he held the wine glass, swirling it around before taking a sip of the wine.
But Tang Mo’er’s face appeared in his mind and his head throbbed.
Damn it, Mr Gu was coming out!
Why was it so fast?
Was it because he had left Tang Mo’er alone and upset her by putting up an act and kissing Jun Xiyan?
Mr Gu, you really can’t bear to watch Tang Mo’er suffer!
The next time I get to take over your body, it won’t be that simple for you to come out!
Gu Mohan furrowed his brows and by the time he opened his eyes again, Mr Gu was back again.
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The room door was opened.
Gu Mohan walked inside, Tang Mo’er was already asleep on the bed.
He walked beside the bed and lowered his eyes to look at the woman lying on the bed. She was sleeping on her side and her hand was still on her tummy, protecting her baby.
Gu Mohan placed his hand on her tummy, it had been a few days and her baby bump had grown a little.
He bent down, planting a kiss on her forehead.
Mo’er, I’m sorry.
He was really sorry, he knew that his split personality would definitely hurt her when it had the chance.
Tang Mo’er moved around, two streams of tears trickling down her cheeks.
She was crying, not only because she was sad, but also felt aggrieved.
Gu Mohan kissed away her tears. They were bitter.
Holding her hand and under the faint yellow glow of the light, he watched her sleep. Through the night, he just sat there, protecting her and the baby quietly…
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Lu Yan was sent back to his room and An Xi managed to stop his bleeding. Her forehead tensed in concentration, she had to give him tens of stitches on his abdomen to close up the wound.
But he wasn’t doing well. His earlier wounds were still infected and his rehabilitation treatment for his drug addiction wasn’t complete. He still had a high fever and his health was in tatters.
Why did he have to go out and save her?
An’an stood by the door, watching Lu Yan while he lay on the wooden bed. His eyes were closed and he was unconscious, his face completely pale. He seemed frail and completely lacked his usual strength and vigor.