Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Chapter 957

Chapter 957: Falling Onto His Leg

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“Come on, dear husband, I just want to hug you.” Tang Mo’er pounced on him, wrapping her arms around his sturdy waist.

Understandably, Gu Mohan was still angry. He had already held back for the past half a month. They were supposed to spend the night together, but she was planning to ditch him again.

But she was still wrapped around him so softly, acting coy with him and pining for his love.

Gu Mohan scoffed coldly. He was angry and wanted to teach her a lesson. “Tang Mo’er, you already knew that I wouldn’t be able to do anything to you right?”

Tang Mo’er lifted her face in his embrace. “Dear husband, you’re really mad, aren’t you? Then how about this, hit me. I’ll let you hit my face.”

Gu Mohan remained silent. In fact, he could see vaguely in her eyes her pleasure at seeing him suffer.

How dare she mess with him.

Gu Mohan’s large palms cupped around her perky butt, and he gave her a slap without holding anything back.

The slap rang out. He had hit her especially hard.

Tang Mo’er shrieked and buried her face in his embrace. “Darling, that hurt!”

It was fine if she hadn’t screamed, but her scream just made him want to hurt her even more. His hands wrapped around her slim waist and he grunted at her huskily in a low voice, “Come with me to the washroom.”

He forced her forward.

But Tang Mo’er reached out and pushed him away. With a little jump to the side, she pressed her hands against her mouth to stifle her laughter. “Darling, I really have to leave. You can take care of yourself with your five ladies in the washroom.”

Spinning around, she ran away.

Gu Mohan was speechless. He stood rooted to the ground. It had been a while since he had punished her. This little thing, she was really asking for it now.

And she did that on purpose just now, purposely making him angry.

His handsome features were tight with anger, but his deep and narrow eyes gradually warmed. Despite knowing what she was doing, he was buying into her act.

Deep down, he knew he liked it when she was coy and begging for his attention.

“Mohan.” At this moment, Fu Qinglun walked over. “We need another person. Want to join us?”

Just in time. Fu Qinglun was here to ask him to play poker. Gu Mohan didn’t hesitate before saying, “Of course I’m going. Why wouldn’t I?”

But in the next second, she fell completely onto the ground. With a thud, her head hit the edge of the table.

Unexpectedly, Gu Mohan had dodged. He had no intention of being touched by this woman. As he stared at the woman from above, his gaze was sharp and cold. He then glanced lightly at the CEO who had pushed her over.

Swallowing down a breath, the CEO in question felt the hair in the back of his neck rise in trepidation. He also felt somewhat guilty. In this situation, most people would find a few of these pretty young ladies to have some fun, but who knew that Mr Gu wasn’t like that?

Sh*t. He had just shot himself in the foot.

“President Gu, I apologize...”

At this moment, Fu Qinglun coughed, placating him. “Mohan, forget it. He had no idea that you were such a good man and didn’t partake in these kinds of activities.”

After another few seconds, Gu Mohan retracted his gaze from the CEO. He held his cards in his left hand, his right hand lighting a cigar hanging in between his thin lips. Taking a drag from his cigar, he said, “Let’s continue.”

The CEO wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and looked at the ladies. “What’re you still doing here? Get out and stop embarrassing yourself!”

The pretty lady ran away crying. The rest of them left as well, too afraid to stay.

Now there were only the four of them left in the VIP room playing poker. The other CEO looked at Fu Qinglun and said with a laugh, ” Young Master, you’re about to become a husband. Why not have some fun as a bachelor tonight?”

“That’s right.” Gu Mohan raised his handsome brows and smiled, saying, “Young Master, why not ask someone with a voice as beautiful as your bride’s to sing a song for us?”

Fu Qinglun raised his eyes. “Sure, let’s also find someone as beautiful as Mrs Gu to dance for us.”

Gu Mohan stayed silent, before raising a leg to kick Fu Qinglun.

The bachelor’s night ended.

...

The next night.

Tang Mo’er was rushing back from filming. She was going to sleep with Shiyu tonight!

She had just talked to Shiyu on the phone. Now she dialed Gu Mohan’s number. The phone rang a few times, but no one picked up.

What was he doing?

Hmm... He had been repressing himself lately. Could he have done something bad behind her back?

Slightly worried, Tang Mo’er opened her WeChat and gave him a video call.

The phone rang a few times and finally, the call went through. An extremely large bed entered her sight, Gu Mohan was lying on it, he seemed to have just woken up.