Chapter 792: I Want a Daughter Too
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
What?
What was he saying?
She had given birth to Little Lemon with Fu Qinglun?
Even the thought was ludicrous, Tang Mo’er couldn’t even stand imagining the scene in her head, she stretched her hand out, tucking her wavy hair behind her ears while she gave a faint smile. “President Gu, I’m happy that King-back is able to work with C.T but we’re business partners at most. I’m not comfortable revealing my personal matters to President Gu.”
Gu Mohan gave her a smirk once he heard that. “Since Miss Tang is not comfortable with telling me that, I’ll have to go look for Fu Qinglun then. I’ll just tell him that Lin Shiyu has given birth to Little Lemon.”
“...”
This man! He definitely did everything on purpose. He had already figured out that Little Lemon was Lin Shiyu and Fu Qinglun’s child.
Despite knowing the truth, he was being sarcastic!
Now, Gu Mohan had already turned around to leave.
Tang Mo’er’s clear pupils instantly contracted, she quickly chased after him and tugged on his sleeve. “Hey, Gu Mohan, don’t tell Fu Qinglun about it yet. This is between Shiyu and Fu Qinglun, Shiyu should be the one to tell him about it. You all don’t know how much Shiyu had to suffer in order to give birth to Little Lemon. Shiyu bet her life in order to give birth, she has the right to make the decision. It’s her daughter!”
Tang Mo’er had asked Shiyu whether she was ever going to tell Fu Qinglun about Little Lemon, but Shiyu’s answer had always been—-I don’t know yet.
Little Lemon was Shiyu’s little angel, no one had the right to ever take Little Lemon away from Shiyu.
Too many events had occurred between Shiyu and Fu Qinglun three years ago. When adding on the fact that they had already been apart for three years, Shiyu had no idea what was going to happen to her and Fu Qinglun. Under such circumstances, Shiyu had the right to make the decision.
She was Shiyu’s best friend, so she couldn’t just make the decision for Shiyu. The best thing would be for her to give Shiyu the respect, support and freedom she needed.
Gu Mohan stopped walking, he lowered his head to look at Tang Mo’er’s hand that was tugging on his sleeve and laughed. “I can promise you to not tell Fu Qinglun, but on one condition.”
Fu Qinglun wasn’t even aware that he had already been betrayed in such a way...
“What condition?”
“I want a daughter too.”
Little Lemon was so cute, he couldn’t help but want a daughter too.
If Fu Qinglun learned that Little Lemon was his daughter, he was bound to show off in front of Gu Mohan. Gu Mohan could already predict that and imagine how smug the man would be once he found out. Fu Qinglun was going to be an eyesore no matter what he did!
Why did he have such good fortune, why was his first child a daughter?
Lin Shiyu had somehow given birth to Little Lemon, and she was so adorable and one couldn’t help but want to have a daughter once they saw Little Lemon.
Since Fu Qinglun had a daughter, he wanted one too!
Gu Mohan could feel his head hurting again, it was a sign that his split personality was coming out.
Sh*t! His Dissociative Identity Disorder was going to act up again.
He bent over, kissing her on the lips.
Why was he kissing her again?
Tang Mo’er’s pupils dilated, her hands balling into fists and she started hitting him. “Mmm... Gu Mohan, let gー!”
Gu Mohan continued kissing her lips, as though her lips were the only painkiller that could help him forget about his headache. He wanted to push his tongue inside her mouth but she refused, gritting her teeth tightly.
She didn’t want to let him kiss her!
Gu Mohan’s face turned somber, he opened his mouth, biting on the corner of her lips.
Hiss, it hurt!
He really bit her, resulting in a wound.
“Mmm!” She started to use all limbs to fight him off.
The woman’s resistance had invoked the man’s split personality. He clutched her slim waist, wanting to just crush her bones.
The pain was getting even more unbearable, Tang Mo’er could no longer breathe properly. The man seemed to have changed into another person.
Suddenly he became cold, violent.
She started to struggle even more, but it was all of no use. There was no way she could ever push him away.
What should I do?
Who’s going to save me?
A small hand suddenly appeared, clutching Gu Mohan’s muscular arm.
Gu Mohan’s entire countenance darkened, his lips separated from Tang Mo’er’s and he grabbed the person’s hand, twisting it so hard he was almost going to break it.
But the small hand was agile and got out of his grip, striking his chest with one forceful move. Gu Mohan took two steps after suffering the sudden attack.
His eyes reddened and his aura turned dangerous, he wanted to fight back right away.
But he suddenly heard a soft, tender voice. “Brother.”
Brother?
Gu Mohan was stunned, his bloodshot eyes instantly sobered up and he lifted his eyes.
It was An’an.
An’an was standing in front of Tang Mo’er, her arm raised in a protective stance.