Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

He genuinely loved Lin Xuanyin indeed.

Lu Jinwen pursed his thin lips darkly and said, “Mo’er…”

“Mr Lu, are you feeling… lonely now?”

Lonely…?

The word rang in his ears. Something seemed to be swirling swiftly in Lu Jinwen’s deep almond-shaped eyes. The surge of emotions was too intense, which resulted in his dark eyes narrowing suddenly.

Tang Mo’er’s pristine eyes were fixated on the man. “Mr Lu, are you lonely? It has been so many years and your looks have not aged, but you are left with nothing. You lost the love of your life. You have a child but you did not raise her. You have not been a father for even a day.

“You don’t even have someone to talk to when it’s dark at night. Are you lonely?”

Lu Jinwen clenched his fists. A crack emerged in his deep and narrow eyes, as if he was going to reveal his emotions.

“Mr Lu, turn back and reflect for a moment. You have already crossed the midway point in your life. You are no longer young. You are already old.”

With that, Tang Mo’er left.

Lu Jinwen froze on the spot. His handsome face remained unflappable but there was tension in his face.

“Sir.” Butler Ye stepped forward.

Lu Jinwen did not speak and headed upstairs.

…

Lin Xuanyin was being resuscitated.

Lu Jinwen passed by the door indifferently and did not even take a glance. He went to the study room to work on his documents.

An hour later, someone rapped the door. Butler Ye reported, “Sir, Madam Xuanyin has been saved.”

Lu Jinwen did not respond and merely took a fountain pen to sign his name on a document.

Two hours later, around 11pm, Lu Jinwen finished his work and returned to the guest room. He was already separated from Lin Xuanyin.

He took a cold shower and emerged from the bathroom wearing a set of silk black pajamas. He did not feel like sleeping, and so he came to the balcony and quietly lit up a cigarette.

There was not even a night breeze and it was very quiet, but Tang Mo’er’s words kept ringing in his ears.

—- Lu Jinwen, are you lonely?

—- Lu Jinwen, you are already old.

His handsome face was shrouded in the smoke and became blurry. He knitted his good-looking brows and puffed out a mouthful of smoke. He suddenly felt that the silence was unbearable.

His heart was empty, and there was even a faint throbbing pain. He was submerged in the memories of her ravishing face on this dark, silent night.

He recollected that time many years ago when the figure dressed in red jumped into the deep sea. Without even pausing to think, he had jumped in after her.

The seawater was icy-cold. He swam furiously and searched for her, but he did not manage to find her.

Lin Xuanji.

Lin Xuanji!

He repeated her name silently in his heart. At that moment, his entire world had become so huge and the end could not be seen.

She had left.

She had left.

Lu Jinwen closed his handsome eyes. He suddenly turned away, put out the cigarette in the ashtray and changed his clothes before exiting the room.

He did not even know where he was going to.

He just wanted to get out.

The silence was too oppressive for him. He felt like he was suffocating.

Perhaps, he was really lonely.

Actually, he had been lonely for many years.

…

The luxurious Bentley weaved through the bustling streets. Lu Jinwen’s hands turned the steering wheel continuously as he sped down the roads.

The neon lights in the city shone on his handsome face through the car window. He was still very good looking and attracted people’s attention.

At this juncture, a delicate figure dashed out suddenly and knocked into his car.

The ear-piercing sound of the car brakes screeching ensued and Lu Jinwen skidded to a halt.

He pulled open the car door and alighted the car. There was a girl sitting in front of the car. Her knee was scraped.

This girl was wearing a red dress and her black silky hair cascaded down, concealing her little face.

Lu Jinwen stuck one hand into his trousers pocket and looked down at the girl. He spat out some words ruthlessly, “Why did you knock against my car?”

The girl turned around and revealed her delicate, ravishing face. She looked at Lu Jinwen, pouted her red lips and said in a soft voice, “Sir, you have driven your car too fast and knocked into me. And you are accusing me of knocking against your car?”

Lu Jinwen’s tall and handsome figure suddenly froze. The girl before his eyes was… Lin Xuanji.

This girl’s looks, figure, voice and even her smile was the spitting image of Lin Xuanji.

Even though Lin Xuanyin and Lin Xuanji looked the same, their mannerisms and demeanor were starkly different. This girl was very much like Lin Xuanji.

She appeared to be in her 20s, which was the period when Lin Xuanji was the most beautiful and charming.

Lu Jinwen slowly bent down. His deep and narrow eyes gazed deeply at this face and there was tenderness in his low voice. “What is your name?”

“I am Lin Siyu.”

“Lin?”

“Yes, the Old Master Lin in Karghalik is my adoptive father. I have two elder sisters. One is Lin Xuanyin, and the other is Lin Xuanji.”

There was no change in Lu Jinwen’s expression. He did not even frown. “Then, do you know who am I?”

Lin Siyu’s pristine eyes looked at the handsome face before him. He was a man approaching 50 years old, and he exuded a mature, manly aura which made one fearful but mesmerized by him at the same time.

“Of course. You are Lu Jinwen.”

You are Lu Jinwen.

This voice was delicate and charming, which was uncannily similar to how Lin Xuanji had called his name that year.

Lin Siyu reminded him of Lin Xuanji that year.

Lu Jinwen’s deep almond-shaped eyes were so deep the bottom could not seen and there was a flickering of… something. He gradually extended his large hand to caress Lin Siyu’s face.

The skin of a girl in her 20s was undeniably delicate and soft.

Lin Siyu slapped his palm away. “Mr Lu, you are touching a girl’s face when you don’t even know me. You are being obnoxious.”

Lu Jinwen retracted his palm and quickly stood up. “Get up, I’ll take you to the hospital.”

Lin Siyu struggled a couple of times and wanted to get up, but her knee was injured and she collapsed into Lin Jinwen’s arms.

At this moment, a strong arm held her svelte waist and lifted her up.

This man, who had experienced the ravages of time, lifted her up, his handsome body carrying her delicate body effortlessly. Lin Siyu blushed and looked at Lu Jinwen. “Mr Lu, who said you could carry me?”

Lu Jinwen looked down at Lin Siyu and arched his good-looking eyebrows seductively, and his mannerism was reminiscent of the Young Master Lu of the Capital in those days. “You don’t like it?”