Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

What?

There was no antidote for AR?

Feng Lingxue’s heart froze. She suddenly recalled how Gu Mohan had gazed at Tang Mo’er with such undying love. What were they going to do if there was no antidote to AR?

…

The next morning.

Gu Mohan slowly opened his eyes. His deep, narrow eyes landed on the chandelier above him. It took him another two seconds to focus.

His fever had subsided.

He was wearing a clean set of silk pajamas. He felt full of energy, completely different from when he was sick yesterday.

He frowned as an image suddenly appeared in his mind. It seemed like Mo’er had visited him yesterday.

Maybe he had just been dreaming.

Maybe she hadn’t been here at all.

Gu Mohan’s lips curved up self-deprecatingly as bitterness seeped from his heart. He ripped the sheets off himself and got off the bed.

At this moment, his mobile phone vibrated. There was an incoming call.

His mother, Huo Yanmei, was calling him. They hadn’t called each other for a long time. Picking up his phone, Gu Mohan answered the call.

“Mohan, you should come back. Your dad passed away yesterday, and your grandfather… I don’t think he can hold on for much longer.” Huo Yanmei’s voice was steady but behind that lay hidden sorrow.

Gu Mohan’s deep eyes narrowed.

…

The rain poured outside against a dark sky, not showing any sign of letting up. Tang Mo’er stood in front of the window looking at the unrelenting downpour. Feeling cold, she wrapped her slim arms around herself.

The television in her room was still switched on, and the anchor reported in a sorrowful voice,

—-We’ve received some sad news from the most influential and wealthiest family of the Capital, the Gu Family. Gu Tianling has very regrettably passed away in the hospital.

—-At the break of dawn the following day, Old Master Gu, who has been running the Gu Family for over 10 years, was reported to have passed on as well.

—-The Gu Family has been a pillar of the Capital for a few hundred years. As this generation’s prestigious and accomplished heir, Gu Mohan has already flown back at dawn to organize the funeral.

—-Gu Mohan’s corporation C.T had already become a household name in several industries. Now that Old Master Gu has passed away, Gu Mohan is going to formally inherit the Gu Corporation. Once that has merged with C.T, Gu Mohan’s business will extend to the entirety of Asia. Insiders have already said that within five years before Gu Mohan turns 40, he would become the richest person in the world.

The image on the screen changed. It was drizzling in the Capital as well. The screen panned to a graveyard where a crowd of people stood in front of two tombstones. A tall figure stood right in front.

It was Gu Mohan.

He was wearing a custom-made black coat as Yan Dong held up a black umbrella for him. As he stood in the rain silently, his perfect face was solemn and calm as he exuded a sort of indescribable charisma.

And loneliness.

Tang Mo’er looked at him. She wanted nothing more than to fly back to him and be by his side. Even though Old Master and Gu Tianling had done their fair share of malicious things, in the end, they were still his father and grandfather.

Gu Mohan had been made to shoulder many responsibilities in his lifetime and as a result, had a strong sense of responsibility and family spirit. She knew that he had to be feeling sorrowful and tired.

Tang Mo’er hugged herself tight. Immersed in the late autumn air, she suddenly recalled that she had already lost both her father and mother.

Everyone from the previous generation was already gone. The only one who remained was Huo Yanmei. And now, Huo Yanmei was only getting older day by day. She had to feel in her heart that each day was growing longer and longer.

Perhaps her longevity was her greatest punishment in life.