Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Butler Ye could only watch as Tang Chenyi fired three shots at Lu Jinwen. This 18 year old was truly ruthless.

Lu Jinwen suffered two shots, blood streamed down both of his legs but he continued to struggle. He wanted to stand up.

And he did.

He continued to stagger towards Lin Xuanji.

Tang Chenyi raised his arm, aiming the gun barrel at Lu Jinwen’s chest.

“Sir!” Butler Ye shouted.

With every step that Lu Jinwen took, the blood dropped on the ground too. A bloody trail was behind him and he disregarded the gun in Tang Chenyi’s hand. All that was on his mind was that he was getting closer to Lin Xuanji’s face, he was getting closer to her. He was about to get hold of her.

She was so close.

But his vision darkened, and he collapsed on the ground again.

He placed his hand on his knee, trying to support himself up but he failed. Even after multiple tries, he still wasn’t able to get up.

His eyes were fixated on that alluring face in front of him. Her face was slowly turning blurry in his vision. “Don’t leave…”

Don’t leave.

Lin Xuanji heard his words this time.

Tang Chenyi aimed the barrel on Lu Jinwen’s heart, preparing to fire the last shot.

But a hand reached over and held onto his gun, Lin Xuanji sounded sorrowful. “Chenyi, don’t kill him. I’ve told you, he is your father.”

She had already told Tang Chenyi the secret the moment she regained her consciousness.

Lu Jinwen wasn’t fit to learn about that secret, he had to be kept in the dark for the rest of his life. Everyone had assumed that she was callous but that wasn’t the truth. She was held captive by him back then and she didn’t have the ability to protect Chenyi. Her firstborn, Mo’er was almost sent to Lin Xuanyin, Mo’er almost had to call Lin Xuanyin Mommy. She suffered a miscarriage during her second pregnancy all because of Lin Xuanyin. What would happen to her third child, Tang Chenyi?

There were many people eying her, they would never wish for Lu Jinwen’s son to be delivered safely.

No one knew about her circumstances back then. The struggles, agony and despair she had to go through by herself.

She had no one by her side, not even one person to talk to.

Her love for Lu Jinwen had already dissipated the moment she lost her second child, the moment he gave her that slap on the face. But she had no other way to leave, she had to tolerate that man named Lu Jinwen. All she could do was to try to make him happy, just so she could breathe, so she could survive. So she could live.

Her Mo’er, her Chenyi, they had gone through so much hardships all their lives, but as a mother, she just couldn’t do anything to help them.

She was a failure.

She had shouldered all the agony and fallen unconscious, she wasn’t willing to get out of her dreamland. She bore all the guilt and pain that was left from her son.

Lu Jinwen wasn’t fit to know about that secret, but Chenyi had the right to know.

Chenyi had the right to know about his biological father’s identity. And so, she told Chenyi the secret right after she regained consciousness.

But she could tell from Chenyi’s cold eyes, he had no love for his father.

Just now, he was really going to kill Lu Jinwen, when he aimed the barrel at him.

Lin Xuanji knew that their relationship as father and son was long over, or rather, it had never begun. But after all, Tang Chenyi still resembled his father, in terms of his personality.

Bam! Lu Jinwen fell onto the ground again.

Lin Xuanji didn’t give Lu Jinwen a second glance. It had already been so many years, too much time had passed, with all those years wasted and gone forever. Whatever feelings, be it love or hate, it should all dissipate just like the clouds and the smoke. She just couldn’t bother with him anymore.

“Chenyi, let’s go.”

Lin Xuanji held Tang Chenyi’s hand and they left together.

The two figures were walking away from him. Lu Jinwen pinned them with his gaze, he continued watching them from the back and the red wool cloak she was wearing seemed exactly like the one she wore in the temple many years back. She had been so charming.

And now, she had left so decisively.

“Don’t leave…”

Don’t leave.

He would never allow her to leave again.

He had spent so much time, so many years before he finally found her and brought her back.

Ten years, twenty years… time passed so quickly. He was almost half a century old, he would never be able to afford to have any more time to wait for her and search for her.

Don’t leave.