Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

“I’m the most useless woman because I fell in love with… someone I should not love.”

When she uttered this sentence, her luscious, long lashes gently quivered. She bowed her head, and it was unsure where she was looking at. The rays of the setting sun shone onto her face, illuminating her exquisite features, which looked like they had been drawn sophisticatedly by an artist.

Her red lips were even pouted, and she exuded the demeanor of a young girl.

He had not seen such a child-like expression from her in a very long time. He was reminded of the past when he looked at her.

His heart felt like it had been tugged, and he was consumed with boundless helplessness. From then onwards, his world became black and white.

At this juncture, she gently lifted her head and looked at him again. She curved her lips into a smile. “Lu Jinwen, I’m leaving. From now onwards, we will be separated and will never meet again.”

After speaking, she jumped, and the red figure floated like a fairy. She disappeared quickly from his vision.

“No!” He rushed forward and stretched his hand out to catch her.

There was a tearing sound.

He caught hold of a piece of her red dress.

She jumped into the sea and was never seen again.

He searched for her for many years.

But she seemed to have disappeared totally and never appeared in his life again.

…

Lu Jinwen gradually closed his eyes. His tall and handsome body lay awkwardly on the field, but he did not want to get up.

Those memories were like a nightmare.

Was she dead?

Jun Mosheng said that she was dead.

But he did not believe it.

He had been looking for her all this time.

She said that her life was endlessly dark. His life was also a dark void of emptiness.

Perhaps he only had one aim, and that was to find her.

But now he understood clearly that she would not be coming back.

She had really left.

He seemed to have exhausted all his energy and his mind was blank. All these years, he was directing and acting in his own show, and he was the lunatic and fool in the show.

She had left.

She had indeed disappeared from his life.

Ha.

Ha ha.

Lu Jinwen’s muscular chest heaved, and he gave two low laughs. Two droplets of tears glided from the corner of his eyes and swiftly disappeared into his temple.

He was as if he had not teared up at all.

Jun Mosheng was tired from the fight. He stood up and glanced at Lu Jinwen, then glanced sideways at Lin Xuanyin. “Mrs Lu, my Xuanji will not be coming back. You will just have to… wait for your death.”

With that, Jun Mosheng left with his men and Jun Xiqing.

The luxurious cars sped away and the silence came once again.

…

Lin Xuanyin’s pretty face blanched. Lin Xuanji was dead. Was she really dead?

That would mean she was close to dying too.

She looked at the man lying down on the field. He was so quiet he looked like he was dead.

She did not dare to go closer to him.

She knew that he would not allow her to approach him.

Lin Xuanyin turned around and entered the villa.

A servant ran over to hold her. “Madam, are you alright?”

Lin Xuanyin stumbled up to the door. Jun Mosheng had come prepared to deal Lu Jinwen and her and ended up dealing them a huge blow.

She shook her head. “I’m alright.”

“Madam, regardless of everything, you are the person who has stayed with Sir until the end. You are the biggest winner,” the servant consoled her.

She was the biggest winner?

“Ha, ha ha.” Lin Xuanyin coldly laughed and she turned her head to look at the servant. Her voice sounded distant. “What do you know? All of you are unaware that when Xuanji jumped into the sea, Jinwen grasped a piece of her red dress, and then… and then Jinwen followed and jumped after her…”

“What?” The servant gasped and looked at Lin Xuanyin in shock.

…

At the church where the wedding ceremony was held.

The church was located at the desolated Xi Tang. The main door opened, and Lu Yan entered with his heavy black boots. Flora’s slender arms were wrapped around the crook of his arm.

“Master Yan, Elder Miss, you have arrived.” Tiger stood up.

This Tiger was Henry’s right-hand man. Today would be the day that Henry and Lu Yan officially met.

Lu Yan was wearing a black shirt and trousers. He was tall and muscular, and his short hair was swept upwards and gelled with a side parting, revealing his forehead and handsome, frosty features.

Two buttons were undone on his black shirt, which made him look casual, yet charismatic. His deep brown eyes looked at Tiger.

“Master Henry is incredible. He actually arranged to meet at the church that Gu Mohans’s wedding was held at. How are the police going to find out about this?”

Lu Yan sat down on the sofa, and he leaned indolently against the back of the sofa. His long legs were propped on top of the coffee table in front. This man had been in the underworld for 20 years, and he assumed the demeanor of a born leader.

Tiger went forward to light up Lu Yan’s cigarette. “Master Yan, there is no other way. All these years, the policemen have been keeping a close eye on Master Henry. Not too long ago, Master Henry had gone to the hot springs, and he was nearly…”

Tiger wanted to continue talking but stopped. He was secretly observing Lu Yan’s countenance.

Lu Yan held a cigarette with two fingers on his right hand. Upon hearing these words, he arched his good-looking eyebrow and he puffed out some smoke. “Why? Is Master Henry suspecting that I’m with the police?”

With that, he grasped Flora’s pretty face with his large hand that was holding the cigarette, and smiled indecently. “Did you hear that? I’m a policeman and I have a big pistol ¹ like the policemen. I can screw the death out of you on bed, hm?”

Flora had been hypnotized and had forgotten all the memories she should not be harboring. She loved a ruffian like Lu Yan to death, and could not wait to throw herself onto him.

“Tiger, I’ve already explained to Daddy about the matter that happened that night. Do not mention it anymore.” Flora looked at Tiger impatiently.

Tiger sat on the sofa opposite them. “Ha ha, Master Yan. How could you be a policeman? I’m just fooling around. I’ve invited a familiar person to come today for Master Yan to meet.”

Tiger clapped his hands, and his men brought in a person.

It was… An’an.

An’an had just arrived at Karghalik from the Capital. She had not even changed out of her school uniform and her coat had been tugged off during the tussle. As she had been practising her dance in the school, she was dressed in a white T-shirt and navy blue school shorts.

The school shorts were merely a pair of sports shorts and just covered her fair thighs. She was wearing a pair of white cotton socks, which were pulled up from her feet to slightly below her knees. There was a pair of white shoes on her feet. Her student getup exuded innocence and purity.

Her pitch black hair was scattered messily, revealing her small, ravishing face. Her icy-cold beautiful eyes were damp and she looked wretched, but her countenance remained calm and composed.

Besides Tiger, Tiger’s men were also in the room. The moment she entered the room, the men’s eyes were riveted on her.

She was an 18 year-old young girl, and was like a flower which had yet to bloom. Her skin was so delicate that there would be a red mark upon pressing on it, and this triggered the perverted desires of the many men in the room who only wanted to ravage her.