A handsome man stood in the front of the crowd and entered the police station, the group following him in haste. He wore a navy blue shirt with a pair of black trousers, the look completed with a fitted black coat. His polished leather shoes were gleaming black and reflected the fierceness in the atmosphere. He had a presence that was both decisive and forceful, the epitome of a king who was high up and untouchable to mere commoners.
The Police Chief ran doggedly after his heels, wiping the cold sweat coming off his brow. He did not know the reason behind the arrival of such a powerful person in the tiny capital of Karghalik.
"Mr Gu, how did you find the time to visit our station? It's really my greatest honor to be able to receive you here." The director started to suck up to him, lest he needed his favor or forgiveness in the future.
Gu Mohan gave the Police Chief a cold look before he strode inside without a response.
He instantly spotted a frail woman huddled up in a corner. She had her face buried in her knees and her delicate body was hidden from the faint lights. Her entire demeanour emanated a tangible loneliness that wrenched at the heartstrings.
Her shoulders were throbbing, she seemed to be crying.
"I haven't seen you in just a few hours and your ex-fiancé and stepsister have already landed you in the police station?"
Tang Mo'er was stunned when she heard a deep voice that was both familiar and unexpected.
She slowly lifted up her head and Gu Mohan's charismatic face filled her tear-stained eyes.
Why is he here?
He saw a bright red print on the right side of her face in the vague shape of a hand. She did not have the time to clean her face and thus, he saw her disheveled face, full of tears and mucus smeared all over, when she lifted her head. Her face was extremely filthy.
Gu Mohan instantly raised his brows in disgust.
He went down on one knee and held her filthy face in his large palm.
His thin lips formed a firm line as he pressed his lips together, his handsome facial features were cold and sharp. He scolded her, "How dare you continue crying when you've been nothing but dumb. Are your tears even valuable?"
"…"
Tang Mo'er had already felt aggrieved and now that he had started to scold her, her tears were unstoppable. Her lips jut out into a pout, then trembled as she burst into sobs, "You… you're scolding me…" she hiccuped and more salty tears poured out, streaming down her face as her she was hit with another wave of sadness.
Gu Mohan's handsome face became even colder. He took out a handkerchief from his blazer pocket and held her tiny face. He wiped away her tears and mucus in earnest.
He touched the reddened stain on her face where she had been slapped and Tang Mo'er flinched at the slight pressure, "It hurts…"
Gu Mohan let out an exasperated breath, "Why did you allow someone to hit you, even when you know what it will be like after?"
He held her face even more tightly while speaking and pulled her closer to him.
She was extremely pampered in his presence, he didn't have the heart to hit or scold her. She acted like a totally different person on the outside. She was not only dumb and let herself be bullied by others, she also secretly cried by her own. What could he do with her?
Gu Mohan wiped her face clean before throwing his handkerchief in the trash can. He then helped her up by holding and supporting her slender arms, as though he was holding a little chick up and teaching it it's tentative first steps.
Tang Mo'er slid onto the ground right after she stood up, her knees buckling the moment he let go.
Gu Mohan frowned and looked at her impatiently, "What's the matter?"
This woman really was troublesome.
Tang Mo'er felt his irritation and felt her eyes prickle again. Why is he angry when he wasn't the one who was hit and hurts all over and was abandoned and left at a police station? She was the one suffering.
"My… my legs are numb…"
Gu Mohan looked at her before he took off his coat and draped it over her body. He then bent down and picked her up like a princess, her legs dangling over his strong arms and her body against his chest.
Tang Mo'er took in his body scent, it was masculine, yet pleasant and gave her a sense of security. She felt protected in his arms. She slowly stretched out both her hands and held his neck, then buried herself in his muscular chest. Much like a kitten, she nuzzled her face against him and closed her eyes.
Gu Mohan was finally placated when Tang Mo'er behaved obediently and subsequently gave a her disarming smile.
"Mr Gu, where are we going now?"
"Do you want to stay at the police station for the entire night?"
Obviously not!
Tang Mo'er turned her head and noticed two lawyers speaking with the police. Judging by how they deferred to Gu Mohan, it was likely they were his subordinates.
Tang Mo'er felt extremely touched. She didn't expect him to be the one who would help her when she needed it the most. He was the only one.
…
There was a luxurious car parked outside the police station. Instead of the Maybach, a Rolls-Royce had taken its place. Tang Mo'er twitched her mouth at the extravagance and simply assumed that the car belonged to Gu Mohan's friend. Tang Mo'er also wanted to befriend such rich and generous people who would lend out their possessions so frivolously and be able to help her in times of need.
She heard a commotion that was gradually getting louder as they moved closer to the exit.
"Where is Tang Mo'er? We would like to interview her, please let us inside!" There were reporters waiting for her outside the police station.
Tang Mo'er was stunned, she didn't want to meet the reporters at this point in time. She wasn't ready to meet them, particularly in the state she was in.
"You're finally afraid?" she heard teasing laughter resound in her ears.
Tang Mo'er lifted her head, only to see him stare down at her with his piercing eyes. His lips however, were smirking at her predicament. How heartless!
In order to not let him witness her pathetic self again, she beat her chest with gusto and declared, "I'm not afraid."
"Alright, let's go over to exchange greetings with the reporters. It seems they have a few questions for you."
"Hey, wait! Gu Mohan!" Tang Mo'er instantly held onto his neck. Her reaction betrayed her fear and she buried her tiny face in his warm chest to hide her blushing cheeks.
"Ha." He chuckled softly.
Tang Mo'er realized he was teasing her and swatted at his chest, her face red. Her tiny face was near his heart and she could hear his heartbeat quickening like a drum, "Dong, dong".
Thankfully, it was impossible for the reporters to make their way into the police station and they were able to make their exit without encountering any unwanted questions.
"Start driving."
"Yes, President."
The Police Chief was waving his hands enthusiastically, "Young Master Gu, please feel free to drop by for a visit whenever you are free. We would welcome you at any time."
Tang Mo'er was at a loss for words, then wrinkled her forehead in distaste, annoyed at his blatant ingratiation. Who on earth would visit the police station for fun?
Still in his arms, she glanced upwards and studied him again. It seemed like he was from a well-off family. He had made such an extravagant entrance into the police station with his hoard of men. How was it possible for a bankrupted man to be so conceited and self-assured?
…
Tang Mo'er melted into the luxurious car, completely satisfied. The heater was switched on and she snuggled up in his large coat. All she could smell was his manly body scent and combined with her comfortable surroundings, she was feeling warm and fuzzy.
"Now tell me, why were you crying?" Gu Mohan asked, his voice serious.
Tang Mo'er's eyes were still rimmed red and watery. She slightly raised the corner of her lips and gave a small smile, "It's nothing much, I just felt… Han Xiaowan was right. There's no one in this world who loves me and I'm pitiful."
Gu Mohan felt a twinge in his chest. His cold heart ached a little for Tang Mo'er.
This lonely woman was cold on the outside, yet she was actually very childish.
"But," Tang Mo'er lifted her eyes and looked at him. Her watery eyes cleared and sparked with determination, her expression fierce. "I won't be defeated by them! Su Zhe, Han Xiaowan, I won't forgive them! I will not allow them to experience a happy ending in a world without me. I've understood something since young, I need to fight for everything in life. I need to work hard in order to not be forgotten by the world."
Gu Mohan was satisfied. He knew that this girl was strong, resilient and brave ever since he had encountered her three years ago.
She was just like a rose that bloomed vibrantly under the sun, charming and dazzling. She would grow and rise above the challenges that were thrown at her.
…
The Rolls-Royce stopped moving. Yan Dong opened the door and Tang Mo'er stepped out of the car.
They hadn't returned her to her apartment. They were now parked outside a villa in Bangkok.
Bangkok was the most expensive district in Karghalik. Distinguished businessmen lived there and the four wealthy and influential families owned villas in the district. The Su Family was also included, since it signified wealth and power.
Why did Gu Mohan bring her here?
Did his friend own the villa too?
"Mr Gu, what are we doing here?"
The helper opened the doors to the villa. Gu Mohan led Tang Mo'er into the villa and stood in the European-style decorated living room. He took off his suit jacket and passed it to the helper. With one hand in his trouser pocket, he looked over at her, "I'm heading to the study room, are you fine by yourself?"
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