Jun Chulin lowered his eyes to look at the woman in his arms. Her face was pale and she was hugging him tightly, as if she had lost him.
Mr Gu.
She couldn't stop muttering Mr Gu.
She had mistaken him for Mr Gu.
Her body could no longer resist the corrosive effects of the love pea. Mr Gu was her final obsession. She had finally forgotten about Mr Gu today, but she was still muttering about Mr Gu.
Mr Gu had left a brilliant mark in her life, it was unforgettable.
Jun Chulin placed his large palm on her shoulder and pulled her away from his arms. He said gently, "Mo 'er, you've mistaken me for someone else. I'm not your Mr Gu."
Tang Mo 'er lifted her lustrous eyes and looked at Jun Chulin, shaking her head. "Mr Gu, are you angry? I'm sorry, I won't forget you next time. I'll definitely remember you, I'll remember you forever."
"Mo 'er, I'm really not …"
Tang Mo 'er hugged Jun Chulin's muscular torso tightly. She was certain that he was Mr Gu.
At this moment, a series of steady footsteps were heard. Someone had arrived.
Jun Chulin lifted his eyes to look, it was actually … Lu Jinwen.
Lu Jinwen was dressed in a black cashmere coat. He didn't wear a suit inside, instead, he wore a business vest with a clean white shirt inside. Butler Ye followed behind him. He stretched out his long legs and walked over with steady steps.
Jun Chulin's tall and handsome body subconsciously straightened. Twenty years ago, this man had used the power of the Empire to uproot the Jun Family and forced them out of Karghalik. His name was engraved in the minds of the Jun Family for generations to come. He was a demon.
After so many years, this was the first time Jun Chulin had seen this … legendary man.
Lu Jinwen stopped in front of Jun Chulin, his deep almond-shaped eyes glanced at Tang Mo 'er first, before his gaze landed on Jun Chulin impassively. His thin lips curved into a slight smile and he said in a low voice, "You're from the Jun Family?" Jun Chulin's eyes were filled with disbelief.
Jun Chulin was handsome and gentle. He replied politely, "Uncle Jin, nice to meet you."
Lu Jinwen nodded his head, his deep almond-shaped eyes didn't reveal any emotions. His lazy voice sounded like an elder greeting a junior. "It's been so many years, how's the Jun Family doing?"
Is the Jun Family doing well?
Hearing this question, Jun Chulin raised the corner of his lips. "Uncle Jin, are you asking about my father, or … my uncle?"
There were two brothers in the Jun Family. Jun Chulin's father was the elder brother and the elder brother had a younger brother.
Lu Jinwen's handsome, chiseled face was unperturbed. He didn't even frown as he answered, "Your uncle."
Jun Chulin laughed, "Uncle Jin, my uncle was young and talented. That year, the entire Jun Family migrated to Country Z. My uncle first became the First Rank Earl of Country Z. Two years later, the King passed away due to illness and personally handed Country Z over to my uncle. My uncle has ruled Country Z all these years and his reputation has spread far and wide. He is our greatest King."
Lu Jinwen didn't show much emotion as he listened. He lowered his gaze and took off his black leather gloves, passing them to Butler Ye.
At this moment, Jun Chulin's tone changed. "However, my uncle has been infatuated with love all his life. He hasn't married and has no children. There's a painting hanging in his room and he yearns for it every night. The citizens of Country Z don't even know which fairy is the one in the painting. My uncle has been infatuated with her for so many years and my uncle has only had one lover in his life."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Jinwen froze in the middle of passing the gloves to Butler Ye. Something flashed past his deep almond-shaped eyes.
But it was too fast and fleeting, no one could tell what he was thinking.
But his aura became cold. For someone like him who had been in power for so many years, the slightest hint of coldness was enough to make one's scalp go numb.
Fortunately, at this moment, another tall and handsome figure appeared. It was Gu Mohan.
Gu Mohan's slender fingers were holding onto a document. His deep and narrow eyes landed on Jun Chulin and … the woman in Jun Chulin's arms.
"Mo 'er, what are you doing?"
Hearing him call her 'Mo' er ', Tang Mo' er slowly turned her head and looked at Gu Mohan.
After looking at him for two seconds, she turned her head to look at Jun Chulin and asked in a soft voice, "Mr Gu, who is he? Is he my friend?"
"…"
Jun Chulin didn't answer her. His gaze met with Gu Mohan's and sparks flew.
At this moment, Gu Mohan walked over. He lowered his voice and coaxed, "Mo 'er, you're mistaken. He's Jun Chulin, not Mr Gu. I'm Mr Gu. Come, come into my arms."
He opened his strong arms towards Tang Mo 'er, waiting for her to come into his arms.
Tang Mo 'er looked at Gu Mohan in confusion, then raised her head to look at Jun Chulin. She stretched out two fingers and tugged on Jun Chulin's sleeve, asking softly, "Mr Gu, who is that man? Is he a conman?"
Gu Mohan's breathing became heavy. She said he was a conman.
She didn't believe that he was Mr Gu. She thought that Jun Chulin was her Mr Gu.
"Sir, Young Madam!" At this moment, Auntie Wu ran over in a hurry.
Gu Mohan's deep and stern gaze swept over Auntie Wu impassively.
Auntie Wu's hand that was holding the warm milk froze. She knew that she had made a mistake again. She shouldn't have stayed close to Young Madam.
Gu Mohan's handsome facial features were solemn and he looked grim. His muscular chest heaved up and down as he tried to suppress the anger in his heart. It would be alright, he told himself again and again that it would be alright. He would be able to coax her back to him slowly.
He couldn't scare her now. He couldn't make her feel disgusted with him.
"Mo 'er, I'm really Mr Gu. Come to my side. Be good and let me hug you."
Tang Mo 'er turned her head to look at Gu Mohan again. The man's deep and narrow eyes were filled with her pretty figure. His eyes were filled with anticipation, but there was also a tinge of … hurt, disappointment and gloominess.
Such feelings made Tang Mo 'er's heart ache. She suddenly felt a headache. Her head hurt so much.
Hiss.
She furrowed her pretty brows and gave a hmph. She pressed her fair hand against her tiny head.
"Mo 'er, what's wrong?"
Gu Mohan, Lu Jinwen and Jun Chulin asked one after another.
Tang Mo 'er lifted her head and looked at Jun Chulin. Her delicate voice was filled with pain and pleading. "Mr Gu, my head hurts. Can you bring me home?"
She wanted to go home. Her head hurt so much.
Jun Chulin nodded. "Alright, I'll bring you home now …"
Before she could say 'home', Tang Mo 'er's vision darkened and she fainted.
"Mo 'er!" Jun Chulin called out, stretching his hand out to catch Tang Mo' er.
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