Chapter 560
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Good, very good. Her words had successfully shattered all of his rationality.
This woman refused to budge. What should he do with her?
"If you want to negotiate with me, fine. I can give you whatever you want. Just serve me well now, hm?" Gu Mohan let go of her little face and used his large palm to hold onto the leather belt around his muscular waist, pulling it away.
He really wanted her to serve him.
Tang Mo 'er's luscious lashes quivered. She inched closer to him, and inched closer …
Gu Mohan lowered his eyes to look at her. The delicate skin on her face had turned red from his pinching. It was as if she had really been abused, but her current state made him want to dominate her even more. He wanted to take advantage of her and do whatever he wanted to.
His large palm raked through the hair by her cheek and he pulled her into his arms.
At this moment, Tang Mo 'er quickly escaped from him. She ran to the side and bent over to vomit.
Pressing her fair hand against her chest, she couldn't stop vomiting.
Gu Mohan's black eyes narrowed. He quickly walked in front and patted her delicate back. He asked in a hoarse voice, "What's wrong? Why are you vomiting all of a sudden?"
Tang Mo 'er pushed him away. "You smell."
Gu Mohan's tall and handsome body stiffened. He had pressed her under his pants just now. She had already said that he smelled.
His handsome facial features sank, exuding a gloomy and horrified aura. He was born into a wealthy family and had a clean private life. He himself was a neat freak. Now that he was being despised by her so openly, his face was very ugly.
"Tang Mo 'er, what are you pretending for? I don't believe that you haven't done such things to your Mr Gu before. Can a man still be considered a man if he doesn't smell? Why are you despising me now?" Gu Mohan moved his thin lips and retorted sarcastically.
Because of the vomiting and discomfort, Tang Mo 'er's fair eyes had turned red and there was a layer of crystal-clear tears in them. She looked at the man and pouted her red lips. "I don't care. I don't want to do it anymore. If you want me to serve you, wash up and do it again next time!"
"You!" Gu Mohan walked in front and raised his hand, wanting to teach her a lesson.
"Do you want to hit me? Gu Mohan, slap my face. "Tang Mo 'er presented her delicate face to him.
Gu Mohan's eyes were like spilled ink, so thick that the bottom could not be seen. This woman still dared to talk back to him.
She clearly knew what she had to do. As long as she showed her weakness and acted coquettishly to him, he would not be calculative.
But she would rather piss him off.
Gu Mohan had never hit a woman before and he didn't have such a fetish. He looked at the woman's reddened eyes and she looked like a stubborn little beast.
Some scenes suddenly flashed through his mind, but they were too fast for him to grasp at all. He quickly closed his eyes in pain.
Tang Mo 'er was shocked and her expression changed. "Gu Mohan, what's wrong?"
This was what she was most afraid of. He would awaken his memory when he faced her, and the poison would torture his body.
Gu Mohan opened his eyes and looked at her with bloodshot eyes. "What's wrong with me? Do you still care?"
Tang Mo 'er's heart ached and she clenched her fists tightly. "President Gu, even if we can't be lovers, we can still be friends. My ex-fiancé, Su Zhe, is my friend now." Tang Mo' er's heart ached.
Friends?
Gu Mohan sneered in a low voice. Without giving her a second glance, he strode out the door.
"Bang!" He slammed the door heavily.
Tang Mo 'er's entire body went limp in the hot water. She was so tired. Socializing with this man had almost exhausted all her energy.
She stretched out her fair hand and touched her flat stomach. Baby, I'm sorry. Mommy chased Daddy away.
Mommy really wanted Daddy to stay, but Mommy couldn't.
…
At the psychiatric ward.
Gu Mohan lay on the rattan chair, a blanket covering his stomach. He closed his eyes gently and said, "Let's begin."
"President, you can't!" Yan Dong quickly stopped him. "President, you really can't forcefully restore your memory. It will trigger the poison in your body."
Gu Mohan's thin lips curved into a faint smile. His deep voice was cold and distant. "I just want to take a look."
"Look at what?"
"Look at how good Mr Gu has been to her, that she can't forget about him."
"President!"
Gu Mohan gently lifted his eyelids and glanced at the psychologist. "Let's begin."
The psychologist stood up, holding a pocket watch in his hand. "Alright, President Gu, let's begin."
…
Champagne Apartments.
Tang Mo 'er took a hot shower and came out in a nightgown. She held a hairdryer and dried her hair.
At this moment, a melodious ringtone sounded. She had an incoming phone call.
The caller ID showed that it was Gu Mohan.
Tang Mo 'er squeezed her cell phone and answered the call. "Hello, President Gu, why are you calling me so late at night? If there's nothing, I'll hang up first …"
"Mo 'er," a hoarse voice came from the other end. "Stir-fried pork with bamboo shoots …"
Stir-fried pork with bamboo shoots?
Tang Mo 'er clenched her cell phone tightly. This was the first dish that Mr Gu had cooked for her. It was the first dish that he had cooked for her.
How did he know?
"Gu Mohan, you … have regained your memory?"
"I asked the doctor to hypnotize me. I want to regain my memory. I saw it, I saw it … he cooked for you …"
Tang Mo 'er's breathing quickened. "Gu Mohan, you're crazy. How can you forcefully regain your memory? Where are you now? What happened to you? "
His voice wasn't right. It was pale and weak.
"Mo 'er, I'm not very well now. My body is in so much pain. Can you come and find me?" The man's hoarse and weak voice was laced with affection and a faint smile.
At this moment, Yan Dong's voice was heard. "Miss Tang, President is really not well. He's bleeding from his nose. There's a lot of blood. Please come quickly."
"President doesn't want to go to the hospital. He said he wants to wait for you to come. President will only go to the hospital when you're here!" Yan Dong shouted.
Tang Mo 'er's heart wrenched in pain. Every breath she took was painful.
Did he not want to live anymore?
He was already in such a state and yet he still refused to go to the hospital.
What was he trying to do?
Tang Mo 'er covered her mouth with her fair hands. Big droplets of tears rolled down her cheeks.
"Mo 'er, I'll wait for you. This time, you have to come …" He hung up the phone.
Hearing the busy tone on the other end, Tang Mo 'er quickly got up. She found a coat and put it on before leaving the room.
She didn't want to think about anything else. She only had one thought in her mind. She had to find Mr Gu.
He was in so much pain now. He needed her!
But at this moment, her cell phone rang again. She had another call.
She quickly picked up the call. "Hello."
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