Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

As her period had come not long after that fateful night, it was impossible that she was pregnant.

He paused for a few seconds, “How do I know you’re telling the truth?”

Tang Mo’er rolled her eyes and gritted her teeth “Fine, I’ll go over later.”

After breakfast, Tang Mo’er headed down to Jinhua Palace and Yan Dong brought her to a room. “Miss Tang, you can go in. President is inside.”

Gu Mohan was inside.

Tang Mo’er took a deep breath and stretched out her hands to push open the door.

She was stunned when she walked in. The sight that greeted her was completely different from what she had thought.

In fact, it was completely out of her imagination.

It was a large, expansive room filled with luxurious furnishings adorned in every space and corner. Right in the middle of the room, there was an ornate, full length mirror reflecting the light. A champagne gold chandelier brought a warm glow to the room, each crystal reflecting a dazzling light that shone down beautifully on a… wedding gown.

It was a halter neck wedding gown with a lacy butterfly bow connecting from the waist to the shoulders. The soft, silky material and elegant design emitted a delicate, romantic feeling that was pleasing to the eyes. It was simply beautiful.

Tang Mo’er’s pupils contracted. It was an extremely beautiful gown. She was so overwhelmed that she immediately ran forward towards the wedding gown.

Stretching out her hands, with light fingers she lifted the corners of the gown with a wistful expression. So beautiful.

It was really beautiful.

But, didn’t Lu Qi’er say that she wanted a wedding gown adorned with fresh flowers and diamonds?

At this moment, two figures appeared from behind her. It was as if she had woken up from her dream and she immediately retracted her hand and stepped back.

“Mrs Gu, you’ve arrived. We’ve been waiting for a long time. Please hurry and change into this wedding gown.”

Mrs Gu?

Were they here to find Lu Qi’er?

Tang Mo’er felt bitter inside and immediately shook her head. “I’m not…”

“Mrs Gu, let’s get you dressed.”

One took the wedding gown while the other pushed Tang Mo’er into the changing room.

Ten minutes later.

Tang Mo’er was chased out of the changing room. Despite her explanations, the attendants had all but forced her out of her clothes and into the beautiful gown. “I’m really not Mrs Gu. You’ve gotten the wrong person.”

Mrs Gu.

What a nice title to hear, if she were to be his wife.

However, the sad reality was that she was not his Mrs Gu. Not anymore.

“Mrs Gu, hush. Look at yourself. Wow! You are stunning!”

Tang Mo’er looked up at the full-length mirror in front of her and stopped, stunned. Her delicate body was hidden under the gown layers, overflowing with otherworldly beauty and charm. The halter neck scooped down into a deep V, with the soft material moulding over her slender waist and a gorgeous skirt and train that was simply exquisite. Although Tang Mo’er had always been beautiful, when she in the wedding gown, she brought out a radiance that shone like the moonlight in the darkness and she exuded a pure and feminine grace that was simply captivating.

“Mrs Gu, you’ll definitely be the most beautiful bride on earth on the day of your wedding.”

Tang Mo’er’s felt an inexplicable bitterness within her. This wedding gown did not belong to her.

At this moment, she saw the reflection of a towering figure in the mirror.

It was Gu Mohan.

The man was clad in a black shirt and tailored trousers, his two buttons unbuttoned to reveal his distinct collarbones. His eyes were rooted on her and his expression seemed to be filled with shock.

When she saw his stare, Tang Mo’er’s face was blushing so hard that her face was burning.

Her hands tugged at her gown and she murmured awkwardly, “I didn’t wear it on purpose. They recognized the wrong person.”

Gu Mohan came forward and said, “You’re so beautiful.”

You’re so beautiful.

Tang Mo’er bit her lower lip. She didn’t know what to say.