Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

So she had already left Country Z.

But did she really think that everything was over?

The corners of Lu Yeming’s lips kicked up into a sardonic smile. He got off the bed, wearing only a pair of black pants with his upper half bare. With his golden tanned skin, sculpted torso and defined abdominal muscles, his chest was bandaged and he exuded a devilish sexiness.

Walking over to the window, he picked up a black shirt from the couch and put it on with graceful and fluid movements.

The man had his back facing Fan Men and Fan Men couldn’t see what his expression was like. His tall figure integrated with the darkness outside the window, exuding a cold and powerful aura.

Shortly after, his magnetic voice filled the air. “Has Jun Chulin been saved?”

“Master, Jun Chulin suffered four gunshots in the chest. He has been rescued but he’s still unconscious.”

“Hm.” Lu Yeming made a sound. “We’re going back to Country A tomorrow.”

West Duke Lu Yeming was returning!

“Understood.”

“Once we return to Country A, make a public announcement. Make sure everyone learns of the news that Jun Chulin attempted to assassinate me and he has been caught. Make it known that I’ll be executing Jun Chulin in two weeks.”

Fan Men’s expression changed. Once this announcement was made, Jun Xiqing would definitely rush back. After all, Jun Chulin was her biological elder brother.

“Yes, Master. I’ll prepare for it right now.” Fan Men took his orders and left.

…

Finally having some silence to himself, Lu Yeming stood in front of the windows, looking outside at the scenery. The corners of his lips kicked up.

Jun Xiqing, it’s not over yet. This is just the beginning…

So long as she entered his West Palace, she would land herself in the greatest trap, just wait until he came for her… He had his ways of making her stay behind in his palace.

Recalling that beautiful face of hers, his throat got dry and his Adam’s apple bobbed unknowingly.

Knock, knock. A maid stood outside the room. “Master, Miss Ye is here.”

Ye Ruge had arrived.

No reaction showed on Lu Yeming’s expression. He merely answered, “Okay, ask her to wait for me in the study room.”

“Understood.”

…

In the study room.

Ye Ruge stepped inside. Hearing news of Lu Yeming sustaining injuries, she was really worried and quickly came to see how he was.

Even after some time, he still hadn’t come yet and Ye Ruge was starting to get bored. Walking over to his desk, she noticed an edict laying there.

Hm… What’s this?

Ye Ruge opened the edict.

The next moment, she was stunned. The content of the edict read—-West Duke is marrying Third Miss Jun, Jun Xiqing as his West Duchess.

West Duchess…

He was going to make Jun Xiqing his West Duchess?

What about her?

The West Palace had an ongoing selection for the West Duchess. All year round, countless socialites and daughters of dignified families did everything they could in order to get near him. She was never jealous of them, since she had assumed that the position of West Duchess would ultimately belong to her.

But now, he was going to take Jun Xiqing as his wife?

Thud. The room door opened and an imposing figure walked over. It was Lu Yeming.

Lu Yeming’s eyes landed on the edict in her hands, furrowing his brows with displeasure.

“Yeming, what’s this? You’re marrying Jun Xiqing?” Ye Ruge immediately questioned him, the hurt evident in her tone.

Lu Yeming had both hands in his pockets, his wispy fringe covering his already thunderous expression. “My plans didn’t just come from nowhere, it’s been on my mind for quite some time. Ever since I saw her the very first time, I’ve wanted to marry her.”

“…”

Ye Ruge’s face turned as pale as a sheet of white paper. She had known this man for many years but he had always remained indifferent towards her.

All this time, she had to throw herself at him, nuzzling her body against his before he would have a slight reaction, holding her waist while scolding her ‘is there something wrong with you?’.

He never really showed any sexual desires explicitly all these years, as a man who held such great power and responsibilities in his hands, he was filled with ambition and women were merely tools he could do without.

The other time in the bungalow, she bent over to pleasure him but he just pushed her away.

Who was she? She was Ye Ruge, she had such a distinguished background and many men wanted to marry her but she couldn’t care less about those suitors. Her entire heart was taken up by him, she was obsessed with him.

Even when he was indifferent to her, she just accepted it and never complained. But now, hearing those words, he just said that he wanted to marry Jun Xiqing since the first time he met her. How could it not hurt her dignity?

Yeming… He really was heartless towards her.

But he was so different towards Jun Xiqing.

Though he was still that same ambitious, profit-motivated him, though she just couldn’t describe what was different about him, but there was just something different.

This difference really made her jealous like never before.

“Yeming, Jun Xiqing doesn’t like you. If she even has just the tiniest little bit of feelings for you, she wouldn’t do this to you. Don’t be bewitched by her.”

Lu Yeming took out a pack of cigarettes, taking out a stick of it. “It doesn’t matter whether she likes me or not. She’s still going to be mine.”

“…”

Ye Ruge shuddered, tears welling up in her eyes. Stretching out her legs, she left the room without turning back.

A large hand reached over, grasping her wrist. The man pulled forcefully, her voluptuous figure ended up in his arms.

“Why are you kicking up a fuss? You’re going to be mine too.”

Smelling the pleasant masculine scent he emanated, Ye Ruge stretched her arms out to hug his sculpted torso. In the end, she really couldn’t bear it, she couldn’t bear to let this man go.

She just couldn’t.

Even if she had to throw away all of her dignity and pride, she had to stay by his side.

Lu Yeming just stood there, letting her hug him. Holding a cigarette in his hand, he brought it to his lips and puffed on it…

…

Lu Yeming was going to return to Country A. Feng Lingxue took out her phone to give Gu Mohan a call and inform him.

“Hello, President Gu. West Duke is returning to Country A tomorrow. My brother, Feng Lihen, will be taking Miss Tang back with him, so it’s time for us to head back too. Once we step into the North Palace, I’ll have my ways of obtaining the antidote.”

The other end was completely silent. Only after a while was Gu Mohan’s magnetic voice heard. “I heard that the North Palace has started preparing for the wedding, that Feng Lihen is going to marry Mo’er soon.”

“Mm, you’re right.” Feng Lingxue nodded. “It’s been so many days, the AR should have taken effect, so Miss Tang would have completely taken my brother for you.”

Gu Mohan didn’t speak, he hung up with no further words.

…

As Feng Lingxue walked along the streets by herself, she had her phone in her pocket. She was finally going to return to Country A…

Two beams of white light shone over, it was too bright and piercing, Feng Lingxue knitted her brows and squinted towards the light.

When the luxury car parked beside her, she could see the skullhead symbol on the bulletproof car. The car door opened and two men in black walked over, inviting her over. “Miss Feng, your seven days are up. Please leave with us now, Master is waiting for you.”

Feng Lingxue’s hands balled up into two fists by her sides. It had already been seven days and Xuan Ying had sent his men over to pick her up.

There was no way she would be able to escape tonight.