Chapter 1160: Miss Me?
It felt like... a long time since he had last seen her. Ever since Lu Yeming had brought her to Country A, she hadn’t contacted him of her own will.
That night, on her 26th birthday, the two of them had sat in the rental car, driving towards an unknown location. They had been entwined so passionately, kissing as if there was no tomorrow...
That all felt like a dream right now.
At this moment, Xuan Ying walked up to receive him personally. “West Duke, Your Highness, welcome.”
Lu Yeming’s deep eyes turned amused as the corners of his lips slowly turned upwards. “Thank you, Silver Mask King.”
The two most powerful men in Country A were in the same space now and the sight of them was more dazzling than the most luminous pearl in the world.
Beside him, Tang Mo’er nodded politely in greeting.
“West Duke, so this is Her Highness. She really is as fair as the flowers and as beautiful as the moon.”
“Has Your Highness already settled the details of your marriage? My son is the right age for me to introduce him.”
A crowd of people flooded in and started noticing Tang Mo’er. The West Duke’s sister was beautiful beyond belief and had always been popular.
Gu Mohan and Tang Mo’er were already divorced. The wedding had also been completely erased. This was Country A, so no one knew about this part of her past. It was as though nothing had ever taken place.
Gu Mohan’s eyebrow slowly knitted together.
At this moment, Lu Yeming’s low, magnetic voice sounded out. “Ladies and gentlemen, my sister is already engaged and will be married soon.”
Everyone gasped. “Who is Her Highness is getting married to?”
“Me.”
The crowd parted naturally as Feng Lihen walked down the red carpet.
“It’s Master Feng.”
“Her Highness is marrying Master Feng. So the rumors were true. The West Duke and North Duke are going to be united through marriage.”
Everyone was whispering amongst themselves.
Feng Lihen walked over to Tang Mo’er and reached out to hold her hand. In response, Tang Mo’er lifted her eyes and smiled lightly back at him.
All this was seen by Gu Mohan as his hands by his side clenched into fists.
...
“Mo’er, what would you like to eat? I’ll help you get it,” Feng Lihen said.
Tang Mo’er looked at the feast in front of her and shook her head. “I don’t feel like eating anything.”
“Mo’er, President Gu is looking at us,” Feng Lihen reminded her softly.
Tang Mo’er didn’t raise her head. From the moment she entered, she could already feel Gu Mohan’s dark, fiery gaze following her closely.
“Master Feng, I’m going to the toilet for a while.”
Tang Mo’er turned and left.
...
In the toilet.
Tang Mo’er stood in front of the sink. She lifted her eyes to look at her reflection in the mirror. She suddenly noticed a strand of white hair behind the raven black strands.
She quickly plucked out the strand of white hair.
But then she froze. As she pushed away strands of her raven black hair, she discovered a few more strands of white hidden underneath.
Her small pale hands started trembling. She was only 26 and her hair was already turning white.
She had stopped taking AR.
They didn’t do anything, only stood there like that.
He was in love with her warmth.
Gu Mohan looked at her and lowered his eyes, then kissed her slowly.
He was about to kiss her.
Tang Mo’er didn’t move. She knew that she should reject him but she had no energy to. She was swallowed into his embrace. She was like a leaf that encircled around him, moved with him.
His lips were almost on her.
Tang Mo’er closed her eyes slowly.
At this moment, a wicked voice sounded out beside her ear. “Little Momo, what’re you doing?”
Feng Lihen was here.
Feng Lihen was like a pail of cold water poured over them, drenching them from head to toe. She placed both hands on his chest and pushed him away at once.
Gu Mohan stepped back. He slowly frowned.
Tang Mo’er didn’t dare to look at him. She was afraid that she wouldn’t be able to leave if she did. She ran over to Feng Lihen and put her hands in his large palms. She raised her head and smiled at Feng Lihen. “Hubby.”
She called Feng Lihen ‘hubby’.
Her voice was still as sweet as it was in the past. She still sounded spoiled when she said ‘hubby’.
Whenever she called him that in the past, it would make his heart melt.
But now she was calling someone else ‘hubby’.
Gu Mohan’s handsome face turned dark as his whole body tensed. He stared at her slim figure silently.
Tang Mo’er knew he was looking at her even with her back to him. She reached out to wrap her arms around Feng Lihen’s neck and kissed his thin lips.
It wasn’t a real kiss.
But from Gu Mohan’s angle, it looked as though she had really kissed him.
She had kissed Feng Lihen.
Gu Mohan’s face was beyond dark. His hands balled into fists so hard his knuckles cracked. He was livid. Tang Mo’er back away and pulled on Feng Lihen’s hand. “Hubby, let’s go home.”
“Alright.” Feng Lihen took one last glance at Gu Mohan and left with Tang Mo’er.
Tang Mo’er laughed softly as she left with him. “Hubby, I met someone strange just now. He even wanted to kiss me...”
In an instant, her slim figure disappeared from his sights. She had left with Feng Lihen.
Gu Mohan stood rooted to the ground for a long time. The lights along the corridor shone on him. He was half lit and half in the shadows.
At this moment, his secretary Zhu Qing walked over. “President, we just received news that both the West Palace and North Palace have announced that Madam will be marrying Feng Lihen in a month.”
...
Tang Mo’er walked back to the banquet. She found Lu Yeming and said softly, “Yeming.”
The influential people around Lu Yeming scattered and Lu Yeming looked at Tang Mo’er. “Sister, what’s wrong?”
Tang Mo’er rubbed her head. “I feel a little dizzy. I want to go back first.”
“I’ll take you back.”
“It’s fine, I can go back by myself. Don’t worry.”
Tang Mo’er waved her hand and left.
As soon as they left the main hall, someone ran into them, crashing into Tang Mo’er.
“Sorry, I’m sorry,” the person apologised profusely.
Tang Mo’er lifted her eyes to look at the person and her pupils suddenly dilated...