Chapter 692 Meeting at the Bar

The taxi stopped, and Tang Moer opened the back door, "Mr. Gu, don't get off, I want to watch you go."

Gu Mohan stretched out his palm and pinched her little face, saying softly, "Okay."

Tang Moer stood outside and waved her little hand.

Gu Mohan glanced at the driver, "Drive."

"Yes, sir."

The driver stepped on the accelerator, and the taxi sped away.

The car drove away, and Gu Mohan looked through the rearview mirror, she was still standing there, watching him.

Her slender figure went farther and farther, scattered, and disappeared from his sight.

The two big hands with clear contours were pulled into fists, and he used all his strength to not look back.

He couldn't.

…

Tang Moer turned back to the White House after the taxi turned and disappeared.

When she arrived at the door of her room, she entered her fingerprint password.

At this time, a familiar voice sounded in her ears, "Moer."

Tang Moer looked back, and Feng Lihen came.

"Feng..." She wanted to speak, but quickly, Feng Lihen's handsome face turned into Gu Mohan's.

Her bright eyes turned pale, blank, dull, and empty, "Mr. Gu, why are you back again?"

She had clearly watched him leave just now.

Why did he appear again?

Feng Lihen stepped forward and held Tang Moer in his arms.

Tang Moer's little face was resting on his chest. Mr. Gu was holding her, but she didn't feel happy at all.

…

Opening the door of the room, Tang Moer was lying on the soft big bed, already asleep.

Feng Lihen sat by the bed and looked at her. Tang Moer, who was so soft, charming, and lively, withered quickly like a flower after divorcing Gu Mohan.

She really loved the man named Gu Mohan.

Feng Lihen took out his mobile phone, took a photo and sent it out.

Soon a series of vibrations sounded, and a call came in.

Feng Lihen glanced at the sleeping Tang Moer, then got up and went out to answer the phone.

At this time, Tang Moer on the bed trembled her densely combed feathers and opened her eyes.

She lifted the quilt, got out of bed, and gently opened the door.

Outside the door, Feng Lihen was lying on the phone with his back to her, one hand in his trouser pocket, and he was on the phone. Because it was very quiet, she heard an extremely familiar low and magnetic voice from the other end of the phone, "Hello."

"Mr. Gu, I just took a photo of Mo'er sleeping for you, and you are anxious?"

Gu Mohan's voice was full of gloom, "Get out of her room!"

"Mr. Gu, you know, once you take this AR drug, you can't stop. Mo'er has already regarded me as you. Even if I want to do something to her, she won't resist, unless you force Mo'er to stop taking the drug, but, Mr. Gu, are you willing to do that?"

The atmosphere on the other end suddenly dropped to a low point, almost to the freezing point, revealing a suffocating depression.

A few seconds later, Gu Mohan's low voice came over, "Mo'er is your Feng family's life-saving talisman. If she gets into trouble, I will let your entire Feng family be buried with her!"

"What if... I did it with Mo'er? Do you still want her?" Feng Lihen smiled slowly.

At this time, a subtle sound came from behind him. Feng Lihen turned around quickly and saw Tang Mo'er standing by the door, looking at him.

She heard everything.

Feng Lihen quickly hung up the phone and took a few steps forward, "Mo'er, why did you wake up?"

Tang Mo'er's charming little face was as white as a piece of paper. She slowly raised her hand and touched Feng Lihen's handsome face.

She still saw Gu Mohan.

But she knew in her heart that he was not.

"I always thought that we were friends, right?" Tang Mo'er slowly raised her red lips.

Feng Lihen froze, then held Tang Moer's hand, "No one is sincere to be my friend, you are the only one, Moer, I don't want to hurt you, the AR drug was given to you by my father."

"And," Feng Lihen slowly told the truth, "Lingxue always thought that there was an antidote for AR in Beixing Palace, but in fact, she didn't know, and Mr. Gu didn't know either, there is no antidote for AR at all."

There is no antidote.

Tang Moer's fair eyes turned red, and crystal clear and hot tears fell like beads from a broken string.

There is no antidote, what should she do?

What should she do?

Her bright and moist shoulders trembled twice, and she choked with sobs.

"Moer..."

"Please... don't tell him."

Feng Lihen paused.

Tang Moer raised her head and looked at him with tears in her eyes, "Don't tell him, just let him think there is an antidote in Beixing Palace, don't... make him sad, don't... make him desperate..."

Feng Lihen's heart suddenly hurt, he hugged Tang Moer into his arms, and asked hoarsely, "Is it because you are very sad now, you are very desperate now, so you don't want him to bear your pain now?"

Yes, yes.

Yes.

He will definitely be sadder than her.

He will definitely be more desperate than her.

He has always protected and loved her, his handsome shoulders are the harbor where she lives for her whole life, he is a good husband.

For so long, he has been almost omnipotent, but this time it is useless, there is no antidote for AR at all.

There are a few drops of tears on the densely combed feathers, like the wings of a butterfly. Tang Moer let him hold her, but her hands and feet were cold, "What will happen if I don't take the AR medicine?"

"AR has no antidote because it is not poison. It will not harm your body. It will only make you lose your mind and make you think I am Gu Mohan. Over time, you will forget the real Gu Mohan and completely become a puppet. If you do not take AR, these effects will naturally disappear, but once you are cut off from AR, the beauty will age in a snap."

The beauty will age in a snap...

What does this mean?

She does not understand, she really does not understand.

She does not want to forget Gu Mohan.

She has already forgotten Gu Mohan and Niu Niu once, and this time, she will not forget them again.

They are everything to her.

Tang Moer closed her eyes and cried softly.

...

In the bar.

Feng Lingxue received the message that Gu Mohan would not come back.

She got up and left the box, and planned to leave.

Walking in the corridor, the door of a luxurious box suddenly opened, and a drunken boss ran out. When he saw Feng Lingxue, his eyes lit up, "Oh my God, who is this, isn't this Feng Lingxue from Gillian's room?"

Feng Lingxue glanced at the boss and raised her foot to leave.

"Miss Feng," the boss grabbed Feng Lingxue's slender wrist and said with a lewd smile, "Since we meet here, let's play together. Come in!"

The boss forcibly dragged Feng Lingxue into the luxurious box.

Several men were playing cards in the box, and the smoke was everywhere. Feng Lingxue raised her eyes and saw a familiar figure at the card table.

Xuan Ying sat in the main seat, wearing a black shirt with two loose collars. He was evil and unruly. He held the cards in his hand and a cigarette in his mouth, frowning and smoking.