Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Chapter 571: You’re F**king Living Life Backwards

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Look, Mo’er, I’ve really gotten married today.

Tang Mo’er looked at the two red booklets. The words ‘Marriage Certificate’ stood out like a blazing beacon.

So it was his marriage certificate.

They didn’t only hold a wedding, but also registered their marriage. They were in a legally protected marriage, taking each other as their spouse.

He had collected his marriage certificate with Jun Xiyan, making her the legitimate Mrs Gu.

Tang Mo’er lowered her head, covering her tiny face with her hands, allowing her tears to stream down her face and fingers freely.

She took only one moment to start sobbing.

Gu Mohan’s eyes were red as he watched her and he stretched his arms out, pulling her into his arms and pressing her head onto his chest. He planted kisses on her hair and comforted her with a husky voice, “Mo’er, be good and don’t cry. It’s a joyous occasion today, I didn’t mean to make you cry.

“All of this was meant for you, but you didn’t want it. You even caused our son to be gone, you owe me all of it, do you understand?

“Things will never end, I’ll never let you off so easily. Now, let’s head back first and you shall focus on recuperating during your confinement period. I’ll make sure to settle our scores slowly once you’re in better health.”

Auntie Wu arrived and brought Tang Mo’er away.

…

Gu Mohan didn’t leave, he sat on the chair Tang Mo’er was originally seated on. He took out a packet of cigarettes, lighting one and started to puff on it.

He opened the booklet, running his fingers over the photograph in the marriage certificate. He looked at the ravishing beauty…

As he held the cigarette between two fingers, he continued puffing on it with his brows knitted. The church was totally silent, and he exuded a cold aura while surrounded by smoke.

After smoking one cigarette, he lit up another stick and whipped his cell phone out, dialing a number.

The phone call was picked up, a low voice sounded on the other end. “Hello.”

Gu Mohan spat out a mouthful of smoke before raising the corners of his lips. “Uncle Jin, it’s me.”

It was Lu Jinwen on the phone. “Hmph?”

“I’ll ask you one thing. Where did Mo’er get the abortion pill from?”

It went completely silent on the other end of the phone call. Lu Jinwen took two seconds to react, but he didn’t sound any different. “Mo’er had a miscarriage?”

Gu Mohan’s eyes were bloodshot, he slumped against the chair and let out a bitter laugh. “You were the one who brought Mo’er away. Did she pass by a pharmacy and purchase the abortion pills herself, or did you get it for her?”

The doctor had told Gu Mohan that Mo’er only had a miscarriage because she had taken an abortion pill. His mind was filled with only one thought, from where did Mo’er get that abortion pill?

“Mo’er didn’t purchase them, I didn’t give them to her either.” Lu Jinwen answered impassively.

“Ha,” Gu Mohan let out a chuckle. “Lu Jinwen, you’re f**king living life backwards. How could something even happen to my son in your territory, under your watch?”

He didn’t receive a response, it was totally silent on the other end.

“Uncle Jin, what are you doing right now, waiting for Jun Mosheng? I must say that you’re already so old, can’t you just forgive and forget? Stop struggling. So what if you manage to find Lin Xuanji? If you’re not even able to protect her daughter, aren’t you afraid that she’s going to hate you to death the day she returns?”

“Ha,” Lu Jinwen let out a chuckle, “I can’t protect her daughter? What about you? You can’t even protect the woman you love and your own son, how dare you ridicule me?

“Gu Mohan, if you’re so free, you should spend the time to investigate the matter and find out the culprit behind this incident. I’m busy now and I have no spare time to waste. You’d better shut up and wait till I’m done with my matters, I’ll make sure that life isn’t going to be easy for you.”

Lu Jinwen then hung up the phone call.

Gu Mohan smashed his cell phone on the desk, continuing to puff on his cigarette.

His eyes were dark and indecipherable in the fogginess of the smoke.

“President.” Yan Dong walked over, looking at the marriage certificate that was put aside by Gu Mohan. His expression changed.

“What?” Gu Mohan only said a word.