Chapter 712 The World's Richest Man

Xuan Ying froze. In her memory, she rarely took such initiative.

He felt something was wrong with her, and with a little force, he pushed her away a little, "What's wrong with you?"

In the darkness, Feng Lingxue's seductive cold eyes looked at him.

"What is your relationship with Xuan Mu? How did you meet? Has he slept with you?"

He was not yet dizzy under her spell, and remained calm and restrained.

Feng Lingxue said nothing...

…

I don’t know how long it took, no one checked the time, and the raindrops were pattering outside.

Xuan Ying was in a good mood and handed something to her, "Here you go."

It is a night pearl.

The finest luminous pearls instantly bloomed brightly in the room, illuminating a room.

This was found from the treasure chest of the bandit leader when he went to suppress the bandits. It is said to be priceless.

"Do you like it?" he asked.

Feng Lingxue in her arms did not raise her head, her little face was buried in his naked and muscular chest, she pulled Ye Mingzhu and nodded, "Yes."

"This room is not good. I will ask grandma to change it for you tomorrow."

She nodded again, "Yes."

"I heard you didn't spend a penny on the card I gave you last time. Why don't you love money now?" He chuckled.

Feng Lingxue shook her head like a small fan and said nothing.

Xuan Ying hugged her and kissed her hair, "I served you well today, and I will serve you like this in the future. If you serve me well, I will treat you well."

"Yeah." She responded softly.

"Master, where is my little stone?"

small stone?

Another small stone.

He even gave her the Night Pearl, but she still missed the broken stone.

I don’t know which man gave this broken stone to her.

He reached out and brushed something onto the floor.

The floor here is not carpeted and is very hard. When a small stone falls on it, it makes a "pop" sound.

Feng Lingxue seemed to have been stimulated by something, her slender body bounced up, and she continued to think.

But he held her shiny little shoulders and pushed her back, "Are you trying to make me unhappy?"

Feng Lingxue didn't look at him, her eyes only fell on the small stone.

The atmosphere in the room plummeted.

Xuan Ying felt that he was going to lose his temper. Before he could control himself, he snorted and pulled away.

He went into the bathroom to take a shower.

I didn't want to look at her a second time, for fear of hurting her again.

He gave her a little more dignity.

…

After he left, Feng Lingxue quickly got out of bed. She knelt down and picked up the small stone in her hand.

The little stone is not broken.

Fortunately, fortunately.

Feng Lingxue dragged her numb body onto the bed, put the small stone to her lips and kissed it, Mou Mou...

Mou Mou, do you miss Mommy?

Mommy misses you.

Want it so so much.

Soon, the door to the shower room opened with a click, and Xuan Ying took a simple shower and came out.

He first looked at the woman on the bed. She was sleeping with her back to him, covered with a thin blanket.

Looking at it this way, she was covered with injuries. He whipped her, kicked her, and slapped her. It looked very dazzling.

His dark glazed eyes froze for a moment. How could he hurt her like this?

Now she lay there alone, motionless, like a lifeless puppet.

He walked forward, pursed his thin lips, and said, "Go take a shower yourself."

Feng Lingxue moved on the bed, climbed up, and slowly walked into the shower room with her bare white jade feet.

Xuan Ying sat on the bed, feeling stuffy in his heart and out of breath.

I feel like she is unreal now.

He can't seem to catch her.

She would leave at any moment.

A few minutes later, the door to the shower room opened, and Feng Lingxue walked out after taking a shower. She got into bed.

She did not approach him, but slept beside the bed, far away from him.

The two of them were lying on the same bed, as if they were worlds apart.

Xuan Ying opened his eyes in the darkness. He stretched out his strong arm and said, "Come here."

Feng Lingxue moved and crawled into his arms.

Xuanying hugged her.

Neither of them spoke anymore.

Xuan Ying was a little sleepy. He was very tired from fighting in the past few days.

At this moment, I heard the woman in my arms speak. She whispered, "Master, I didn't take birth control pills."

"Huh?" He responded lazily.

"Can you ask grandma to prepare a bowl of birth control pills for me first? I'm afraid I might get pregnant unexpectedly if I drink it tomorrow morning."

Pregnant?

Listening to these two words, Xuan Ying slowly raised his lips, and his evil voice was filled with indifference, "If you get pregnant, abort it. It's no big deal, so go to bed first."

He closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Feng Lingxue clenched the small stone in her hand and tugged at the corners of her lips. It was not a big deal. She would just abort the pregnancy. Her body was meant to be abused.

…

Xuan Ying fell asleep, but he was a light sleeper and would wake up at the slightest movement. He suddenly opened his eyes.

He was still in her room.

He didn't think so just now, but now he thought it was ridiculous that he stayed in her room all night.

This is a low-grade servant's room.

He tightened his strong arms, trying to hold her tighter.

But in the next second, his whole body froze.

The person in his arms disappeared.

The place around her was empty, and Feng Lingxue was nowhere to be found.

Xuan Ying sat up in an instant, lifted the quilt and got out of bed. He said loudly, "Feng Lingxue!"

His echo echoed through the room, but no one responded.

He opened the bathroom door, but there was no one there.

A cold air instantly overflowed from the ink-colored glazed eyes, and the two big palms hanging by her sides clenched into fists, "Feng Lingxue, I'm counting to three seconds, get out of here quickly, one, two..."

His voice stopped suddenly because there was no one.

No one responded to him.

He stood stiffly in place, as if he was performing a one-man show, which was very funny.

He pursed his thin lips into a cold, white arc and said, "Here comes someone!"

…

In the early morning, the entire Hanshan Temple was brightly lit, and the concubines and maids who got up from the bed in the middle of the night were huddled in the corner, not daring to make a sound.

They didn't dare to look at the man sitting on the sofa, his face was so gloomy that it was about to drip.

His confidant Ah Zhou came quickly, "Master, we have already investigated. The last person who contacted Miss Feng was Miss Tang."

Tang Moer?

Xuan Ying's eyes flashed. Could Feng Lingxue's unexplained disappearance have something to do with Tang Mo'er?

How dare she escape!

Xuan Ying pulled his big palm into a fist. When he caught her back, he would break her legs and lock her up.

She was so passionate tonight that she actually let down his vigilance and took the opportunity to escape.

He hated it when she lied to him.

She deceived him again.

Xuan Ying looked at the surveillance screen in front of him. In the darkness, Feng Lingxue walked down the stairs. She wore a black cloak and quickly disappeared into the night.

She ran away.

…

North Palace.

The servant opened the door, Feng Lingxue took off the hat on her head, then went upstairs and entered the study.

In the study, her father Bei Wangjue was already waiting.

Bei Wangjue had a pair of cloudy and calculating eyes. He saw Feng Lingxue quickly showing a smile, "Lingxue, you are back. I know everything about the celebration banquet. I heard that you are already with the Silver-faced King." , how about it, is the Silver Faced King fascinated by you? "

There was no expression on Feng Lingxue's cold face, "This time you pretended to let me get close to Gu Mohan, but in fact, your real purpose for me was to get close to the Silver-faced King. Now I have lived in Hanshan Garden and become the Silver-faced King." I am a woman, and half of my mission has been completed. Tell me, where is my Mou Mou?"

"Lingxue, the Silver-faced King has been with you day and night in Gillian's room for so many years. He likes you. Isn't it easy for you to get close to seduce him?"

"It's easy to know where Mou Mou is. As long as you listen to me, you have only completed half of the task. Do you still remember what the other half of the task is?"

The other half's mission?

Feng Lingxue's face turned pale, "Remember, you asked me to poison him and kill him."

Bei Wangjue took out a pack of medicinal powder and put it in Feng Lingxue's hand, "Lingxue, as long as you kill Xuan Ying, you can reunite with Mou Mou and his daughter. Mou Mou is only so young. She lives with her every day." They all cried, crying for mommy, asking for mommy..."

Feng Lingxue's white eyes turned red and she quickly closed them. She didn't dare to think about it, she couldn't think about it. As long as she thought about her Mou Mou being in pain and suffering, she felt that life was worse than death.

"That's enough, stop talking!"

As she spoke, she raised her eyes and looked at Lord Bei, "Why did you kill Xuan Ying? What is your purpose?"

"Lingxue, please stop asking questions that you shouldn't ask. Do you still have feelings for Xuan Ying in your heart and are reluctant to kill him?"

Prince Bei held Feng Lingxue's hand and lowered his voice and said slowly, "Have you forgotten what happened three years ago?"

What happened three years ago?

Feng Lingxue's hands and feet suddenly became cold.

"Three years ago, the night before your coming-of-age ceremony was ruined by another man. Mou Mou was there that night."

"You have become dirty. You think Xuan Ying will want you after knowing the truth. Not only did you sleep with another man, you also gave birth to an evil son."

"I think if Xuan Ying knew about Mou Mou's existence, he would definitely have murderous intentions towards Mou Mou..."

"Ling Xue, if you kill Xuan Ying, you mother and daughter can be reunited. If you don't kill him, he will kill you mother and daughter sooner or later."

Feng Lingxue's whole figure seemed to be pushed into an abyss. She knew Xuan Ying better than anyone else. If Xuan Ying knew about Mou Mou's existence, he would definitely kill Mou Mou.

She is already dirty.

Really dirty.

Three years ago, the night before her coming-of-age ceremony, it was dark, really dark. She was dragged into a room and her clothes were roughly torn off.

Tomorrow, she can leave with Brother Ying.

However, she lost her innocence.

She doesn't deserve it.

She doesn't deserve to be with Brother Ying anymore.

Now, how should she choose?

Don't push her.

Why are you forcing her?

Feng Lingxue looked at Bei Wangjue and spread her palms, "Give me the AR antidote first."

AR's antidote can detoxify Tang Mo'er's body. Gu Mohan and Tang Mo'er are involved in the power struggle in country A. They are innocent.

She watched Gu Mohan and Tang Moer fall in love, and she was really envious.

Prince Bei shook his head, "Lingxue, you probably don't know yet, AR is not a poison, so it has no antidote."

What?

Is there no antidote for AR?

Feng Lingxue felt a chill in her heart. She suddenly remembered the look in Gu Mohan's eyes when he looked at Tang Mo'er, the lingering love that couldn't be let go. There was no antidote for AR, so what should they do?

…

The next morning.

Gu Mohan slowly opened his eyes. His deep narrow eyes fell on the crystal chandelier above his head. It took him two seconds to regain his clarity.

His fever has gone away.

He was wearing a clean silk pajamas. Unlike the sickly exhaustion he felt last night, he felt full of strength.

He frowned, and a picture suddenly popped up in his mind. It seemed that Mo'er came last night.

Maybe he was dreaming.

She didn't come at all.

Gu Mohan curled his thin lips in self-mockery, and a bitterness spread in his heart.

He opened the quilt and got out of bed.

At this time, a series of mobile phone vibrations sounded, and he called.

It was his mother Huo Yanmei who called.

They hadn't talked on the phone for a long time.

Gu Mohan picked up the phone and pressed the key to connect, "Hello."

"Mohan, come back, your father passed away last night... and your grandfather... seems to be dying soon." Huo Yanmei's steady voice with sadness slowly came over.

Gu Mohan's deep narrow eyes suddenly shrank...

...

It was raining outside, and there was no sign of clearing up. Tang Mo'er stood in front of the window, looking at the hazy drizzle outside.

She felt cold, so she stretched out her arms and wrapped them around herself.

The LCD TV in the room was still playing, and the host was reporting in a sad voice,

---It is reported that the Gu family, the first business aristocrat in the imperial capital, announced the death of Gu Tianling in the hospital at 8 o'clock last night.

---In the early morning of the next day, the old man Gu, who had been in charge of the Gu family for decades, also came to the end of his life and passed away soon after.

---The Gu family has stood in the imperial capital for hundreds of years. As the most outstanding successor of this generation, Gu Mohan has flown back to the imperial capital in the early morning and presided over the funeral.

---Gu Mohan's business empire G.K is spread across various industries. It is rumored that his wealth is inestimable. This time when the old man Gu passed away, Gu Mohan will officially take over the leading giant Gu Group. Once Gu Group merges with G.K, Gu Mohan's industry chain will extend to the economic lifeline of all Asia. People in the circle predict that within five years, in the 40th year of Gu Mohan's life, he will become the world's richest man.

The camera was switching. It was raining all over the imperial city. In a cemetery, countless people stood in front of two tombstones. In the front was a tall and handsome figure, Gu Mohan.

Gu Mohan was wearing a handmade black tweed coat. His secretary Yan Dong held a black umbrella for him. He stood quietly in the rain. His frosted, impeccable handsome face was calm and composed, and he exuded an indescribable masculine charm.

Tang Moer looked at him and wanted to fly back and walk to his side.

Although Mr. Gu and Gu Tianling did a lot of bad things, they were his father and grandfather after all.

Gu Mohan, this man, had too much burden in his life. He had a sense of responsibility, family, and mission. She knew that he must be sad and tired in his heart.

Tang Moer hugged herself tightly. In late autumn, she suddenly remembered her father and mother who had passed away.

Since then, all the previous generations have passed away.

Perhaps the only one left is Huo Yanmei.

Huo Yanmei is also getting older day by day. In her heart, every day she lives now should be very long.

Long life is the biggest punishment for her in this life.