Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Fu Qinglun leaned down and extended his hand to support the little girl, who had collided against his trousers.

The little girl raised her head and looked at Fu Qinglun with her large eyes. “Uncle, it’s you?”

Fu Qinglun was stunned. It was actually the little girl who had chased after the little cat.

Mew.

The little cat ran over, knelt at Little Lemon’s feet and looked at Fu Qinglun too.

“Little girl, why is it you?” Fu Qinglun stroked Little Lemon’s head. For some reason, he adored this child very much, and he felt all tender inside looking at her.

Little Lemon was wearing a pink Chinese traditional costume and a high-waisted white skirt. She was wearing a pair of white leather shoes and her hair was in a plait, which accentuated the exquisiteness of her face.

Although Little Lemon was still very young, she was already a very beautiful little girl.

Little Lemon tugged on Fu Qinglun’s trousers. “Uncle, I’m not called ‘little girl’. My name is Little Lemon. Can you be my Papa?”

Uncle, can you be my Papa?

This sentence uttered in a childish voice made Fu Qinglun arch his eyebrows. He knelt down on the ground on one knee and caressed Little Lemon’s hair. “Little Lemon, why do you want me to be your Papa?”

Little Lemon looked at him with her large, doe-like eyes. She wrapped her hands around his neck. “Because I like Uncle. I’ve already told my Mama. Mama said she wants to matchmake with you.”

Matchmake with him?

The little girl did not comprehend what matchmaking was, and she had heard the term presumably from adults. Fu Qinglun was amused and he curved his dark red lips.

“Uncle, my Mama is very pretty. There are many uncles who like my Mama, so I’m sure Uncle will like my Mama too.” Little Lemon tried hard to put in a good word for her Mama.

Fu Qinglun looked at Little Lemon. This little girl was such a pretty little thing and could melt one’s heart. Her mother must also be a beauty.

Little Lemon looked at him with eager anticipation, and Fu Qinglun did not bear to turn her down. “Alright, I promise you that I will matchmake with your Mama.”

The butler behind Fu Qinglun saw this scene unfold. In Mexico, there were many ladies from prestigious families who wanted to meet Young Master Fu, but they did not have a chance to. Now, this little girl could easily capture Young Master Fu’s heart, and even helped her mother gain a matchmaking opportunity so easily.

A single mother was naturally unable to match up to a Young Master. This little girl was so adorably naive and innocent.

To whom did this little girl belong to?

Her mother had given birth to such a wonderful child!

Upon gaining Fu Qinglun’s promise, Little Lemon’s eyes lit up. “Uncle, this is a promise. You will matchmake with my Mama, okay? My Mama said that if you like her, then you can be my Papa.”

“What if your Mama doesn’t like Uncle?”

“That will not happen! My Mama will definitely like Uncle!” Little Lemon said affirmatively, and even lunged forward to kiss Fu Qinglun’s cheek.

It was the first time that Fu Qinglun was kissed by a little girl. Of course, he had only kissed one woman before. There was a sweet milky scent from the little girl’s body. She should still be drinking milk.

With the little girl’s kiss, Fu Qinglun’s heart went soft and filled with warmth.

“Uncle, can you write down your telephone number for me?”

Little Lemon retrieved a piece of paper and pen from her little bag.

Fu Qinglun took the pen and wrote down his cell phone number.

At this moment, the Filipino maid ran over. “Little Lemon, we should get going.”

The Filipino maid carried Little Lemon away. Little Lemon waved to Fu Qinglun reluctantly.

…

After exiting the arrival hall at the airport, Little Lemon asked the Filipino maid while hugging her cat. “Auntie, why did my Mom not bring me back to Karghalik? I want to visit Grandmother too.”

Lin Shiyu had flown back to Karghalik, and the Filipino maid had brought Little Lemon to the Capital.

The Filipino maid looked at Little Lemon’s exquisite face and sighed in her heart. Little Lemon was ill.

Little Lemon was born premature at seven months and only weighed about three pounds at birth. She stayed inside the incubator for three months and later on, she had to stay in the hospital for a year. Her immunity had been low since young, and she suffered from a mild case of septicemia.

Having this condition of septicemia meant that Little Lemon was different from typical children. She had allergies easily and high fevers frequently. When other children went out to play, she could only watch them from the window. Her only friend was the little cat.

These three years, Lin Shiyu had devoted all her time, energy and love to Little Lemon.

This time round, Lin Shiyu had brought Little Lemon with the intention of treating the latter’s illness.

The Filipino maid stroked Little Lemon’s head lovingly. This little girl had been obedient and sensible since she was young and had sweet mannerisms, but she was very lonely.

“Little Lemon, the weather has been very cold in Karghalik recently. The weather forecasts show that there will be a tornado and torrential rain over there. Your Mama was afraid of you catching a cold over there, and so she asked me to bring you here to the Capital. Little Lemon, don’t you want to see Mommy Momo?”

Upon hearing ‘Mommy Momo’, Little Lemon promptly brightened up again. “I want! Little Lemon misses Mommy Momo so much. I miss Big Sister An’an very much too.”

…

In the hospital.

Little Gu Yelin had already been sent to the ward. As Little Munchkin was still running a high fever, there was a drip inserted in his little hand.

Tang Mo’er had stayed by Little Munchkin’s side all the while. She squeezed a towel dry and placed it on Little Munchkin’s forehead.

Leaning down, she kissed Little Munchkin’s forehead. The thought of Little Munchkin suffering and his fever not subsiding made her feel unbearable. She wished she could take on the suffering for Little Munchkin.

At this moment, she heard a flurry of footsteps. Someone had pushed the door open and entered the room.

Tang Mo’er’s eyes lit up. Was it Gu Mohan?

She turned around. “Gu…”

Her voice trailed off in the next second. It was not Gu Mohan.

Two bodyguards in black pushed open the door, and two figures walked in.

They were Old Master Gu and Bai Feifei.

Old Master Gu was wearing a Chinese suit and holding a walking stick. His cloudy but shrewd eyes seemed to pierce into Tang Mo’er. “Miss Tang Mo’er, I heard that our little Yelin is hospitalized and his high fever is not subsiding. Was this caused by you?”

Bai Feifei scoffed. She hated Tang Mo’er to the core. To think that Little Master Gu did not like her, but he adored Tang Mo’er!

Gu Mohan had sent Tang Mo’er a Monony dress, and even chased Chen Tao out of the cast. Everyone could tell that Gu Mohan was interested in Tang Mo’er.

Why was it that this father-and-son pair adored Tang Mo’er so much? What spell had she cast on them?

Tang Mo’er had even snatched her opportunity to shine in ‘The Concubine’. Everything had been taken away by Tang Mo’er.

“Tang Mo’er, how could you be so daring to harm Little Master? Do you know how precious Little Master is? He is the eldest grandson of the Gu Family. If anything happens to him, killing you will not even suffice.” Bai Feifei raged vengefully.

Tang Mo’er furrowed her pretty brows. “I did not harm Niuniuー”

Tang Mo’er had not even finished her sentence when the butler behind Old Master Gu walked ahead and gave Tang Mo’er a slap.