Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Lu Jinwen’s eyes were stony as he stared at Lu Qi’er. It was all because of her mother that Lu Jinwen didn’t even bother to give her a good look all these years. In actual fact, he didn’t want to see her at all.

He was afraid that she would remind him of her mother.

Now that he had taken a good look at her, he realized that she didn’t bear even the slightest resemblance to her mother. He couldn’t find any commonalities between Lu Qi’er and her mother, she simply didn’t carry any traces at all.

How strange.

It wasn’t only about their physical appearances either. Lu Qi’er didn’t inherit any of her mother’s personality traits.

Where had she inherited her stupidity from?

If only she could inherit just a bit of her mother’s intelligence, Gu Mohan would have easily been hers.

Her mother had unrivaled popularity back then and she had many men head over heels for her.

This daughter of his had no traces of her at all. She was a disappointment to him.

Lu Jinwen retracted his gaze. “You’d better behave yourself in the future.”

He left without a backward glance.

…

Lu Jinwen walked along the corridor, his face was expressionless and no one could figure out what he was thinking.

“Darling…”

A sensual voice resounded in his ears.

Lu Jinwen’s feet stopped moving.

That voice…

His footsteps were initially calm and steady and he suddenly jolted at the voice.

“Darling…”

It was another sensual call.

Lu Jinwen’s felt a twitch in his ears, he turned around and his gaze landed on the hospital ward ahead.

“Darling…”

The sensual voice resounded in his ears for the third time, it wasn’t an illusion of his. It was… real.

Lu Jinwen turned back and walked towards the hospital ward.

His glistening leather shoes made harsh sounds as it created friction against the ground, the path towards the ward wasn’t a long one but he drifted into his memories, back to more than 30 years ago.

…

Lu Jinwen’s name was synonymous with the business industry back then. That day he accompanied his mother to the temple to offer her prayers.

It was snowing heavily and the temple was covered in pure white snow. Lu Jinwen’s mother was burning joss sticks while he waited, covered in a black cloak. He exuded a dignified aura that attracted the female worshipers visiting.

“Benefactor, since we have great affinity, would you like me to tell your fortune?” A monk walked over.

His gaze landed on the monk and since he was bored out of his mind, he replied, “Which aspect of my life would you predict then?”

The monk laughed. “Most people would choose to know more about their future and ask for a life of smooth sailing. You don’t seem to lack anything of material comfort, so I won’t predict your future career. How about I predict aspects relating to your marriage?”

Predict his marriage?

As the eldest son of the Lu family and an innate genius, his mother had been nagging him for a long time about his marriage but he had never been bothered about it. Even if there were countless beautiful women on Earth, he hadn’t met anyone of his liking yet.

He nodded. “Okay.”

The monk passed him a bamboo holder. “Benefactor, please draw a lot.”

He stretched out his arm and drew a bamboo lot.

The lot was inscribed with sanskrit and the monk took a look before smiling and pointing at the bead curtain in front. “Benefactor, you should walk in front, then continue walking straight.”

His gaze riveted on the monk, skeptical of the monk’s words. He was convinced that fortune telling was merely a cheap trick to fool people.

But he still took a step out, arriving in front of the bead curtain.

He lifted the gold-colored bead curtain and the beads made a crisp sound as they clicked together. He lifted his eyes and saw many red ribbons tied on a marriage tree, there was a beautiful figure kneeling on the gold praying mat and she had a red cloak covering her body. Her silky hair was tucked behind her white ears and she held a bamboo lot holder in her hands, murmuring earnestly—-

“God of Marriage, God of Marriage, I’ve heard that you’re overseeing all human marriages in this world. Is it possible that there are too many people and you just didn’t manage to spot me? Hurry and look over, please bestow me with a husband, I want a husband, I want a husband, I want a husband!”

After speaking, the girl turned around and just like it was destined to happen, she saw him.

He lifted the bead curtain and saw her too, all he could see was an ethereal beauty in front of his eyes.

What they both didn’t know was that the monk was shaking his head and sighing when he witnessed their meeting. “A single glance that ruins their entire life. Although they are deeply attached to each other, they do not have the affinity to be together. It’s predestined that this relationship will never end well.”

The monk left.

…

That scene had replayed in his mind multiple times over before Lu Jinwen arrived in front of the hospital ward and he stretched his arm out, placing his large palm on the door knob.

He didn’t know why he was compelled to walk over to the hospital ward, it was that same attraction that had him walk over to the bead curtains 30 years ago. He hadn’t heard that sensual call of ‘Darling’ since 30 years ago and yet this unknown woman had made the exact sound.

Her voice was the same.

A push of the door and he entered the hospital ward, following his intuition.

In the hospital ward, a few nurses were having small talks and he scanned around the room with his almond-shaped eyes, there was no sight of the woman he was looking for.

Lowering his almond-shaped eyes, he closed the door again and he laughed at himself. He felt as though he was bewitched by something unknown.

He must have been hallucinating.

…

“Darling, Darling…” Tang Mo’er was looking for Gu Mohan and after asking around with the nurses, they told her that Gu Mohan was there.

But why couldn’t she find him?

Was he around the stairs? She caught hold of the handrails and wanted to go down.

Gu Mohan had appeared just in the nick of time, he instantly pursed his lips and reprimanded her after noticing she was trying to get down the steps alone. “Mo’er, didn’t I ask you to not run around recklessly and sit down and wait for me? You’re not being obedient again.”

“Darling, you’re here now. Where did you go? I’ve been looking for you for so long.” Tang Mo’er smiled while asking him.

Gu Mohan stood at the bottom of the flight of stairs, he clapped and opened his arms wide. “Come on, jump down, I’ll catch you.”

Jump down.

If he didn’t manage to catch her in time, she would definitely get injured.

She bit down on her red lips with her pearly white teeth and closed her eyes, her delicate body leaping off the flight of stairs.

The next moment, she landed in a broad and warm embrace. His muscular arms encircled around her and placed her on top of the steps. Even though he stood on the ground floor, she was still much shorter than him. He landed his lips on her cheeks and gave her a kiss. “You’re so naughty, are you asking for punishment from your husband?”

Gu Mohan tightened his grip over her tiny waist.

Tang Mo’er was ticklish and she giggled while evading his attacks. “Darling, I’m wrong, I’m wrong! Please don’t punish me?”

Hearing her innocent pleas, Gu Mohan pulled in her tiny waist and had her in his embrace. He bent down and nuzzled his head against her neck. “Don’t move, let me stay like this for a moment.”

Tang Mo’er stopped moving, she knew that he wasn’t in good spirits and she didn’t feel good inside either. An’an and Shiyu were both suffering.

A delicate hand hugged him and her other hand stroked him on the back, as though she was comforting a child.

At that moment, someone was shooting them with hateful gazes. Lu Qi’er was there and she unintentionally witnessed one of Gu Mohan and Tang Mo’er’s heartwarming moments.