Chapter 266 - Mo’er, Don’t Go

Chapter 266: Mo’er, Don’t Go

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Just now, Tang Mo’er already received a text from her dad saying that he would arrive soon.

So she was serious about the break up.

She’s not asking for permission, but rather just informing me.

Gu Mohan did not have much of a reaction, except a pained grimace on his face. “Mo’er, I merely bullied you a little and you’ve already complained to your dad? It’s no use. I won’t let you go. You can’t go.”

He would never let her go.

“Second Brother,” Huo Beichen knocked on the room door. “Second Brother, come out. Tang Hai is here!”

Tang Hai.

Speak of the devil.

...

In the living room.

Gu Mohan placed Tang Mo’er gently on the woolen carpet. He glanced up at Tang Hai, “Mayor Tang, you’re so free to drop by?”

Huo Beichen whipped his head around and signaled to his bodyguards.

The bodyguards immediately went up and grabbed Tang Chenyi.

But Tang Chenyi was extremely agile. No one could see how Tang Chenyi had passed them. All of a sudden he was behind them in the blink of an eye. When Huo Beichen regained his composure, his eyes wide in shock, the bodyguards were already scrambling to reach for Tang Chenyi. By then, the teen had already reached Tang Mo’er’s side.

Oh god.

How did that even happen?

“F*ck!” cursed Huo Beichen as he looked at Tang Chenyi in shock.

Gu Mohan’s eyes flashed coldly. Tang Chenyi’s speed had surpassed that of the human limit. Perhaps, he had... superpowers.

It looked like Tang Hai had given birth to a special child.

Tang Chenyi stretched out his hand and grabbed Tang Mo’er’s slender waist. Gu Mohan was still grabbing her other wrist. At that moment, she was grabbed by two people and stuck in the middle.

Tang Mo’er glanced up at Gu Mohan. “Gu Mohan, let me go!”

Gu Mohan’s pale face flushed red, then white as he felt as though he was about to faint. Cold sweat was starting to course down his forehead, however, he still gripped tightly onto the woman’s wrist and pleaded, “Mo’er, don’t go!”

Tang Mo’er quirked her red lips and said, “Gu Mohan, we’re over. Let go.”

She unclamped his fingers one by one from her wrist. With each finger that was removed from her wrist, he felt a throbbing pain beat at his chest.

His heart was empty.

That little hand was gone.