Chapter 713 Hold Her in Your Arms

Huo Yanmei lived to the end, but she got nothing.

Tang Mo'er stood in front of the window until nightfall, and the rain outside was still pattering.

At this time, a series of cell phone ringtones rang, and she called.

I picked up the phone and took a look. Mr. Gu jumped on the screen.

He called.

Yu Jie, who was like a cattail leaf fan, trembled, and Tang Moer pressed the button to answer, "Hello."

The maid's voice came faintly from the other end, "Sir, your clothes are wet, please wipe them off."

Gu Mohan said nothing.

The phone was still on, but he didn't speak for a long time.

Tang Mo'er seemed to hear his breathing, which was steady and shallow. Her heart seemed to be grabbed by a big hand, and it hurt. "You...what's wrong?"

At this time, tens of thousands of feet away, the Gu family villa was in the Imperial City.

Secretary Yan Dong went upstairs, holding the ginger soup just made by the maid. Mr. Gu and Father Gu passed away one after another. The CEO rushed back to take charge of the overall situation and took charge of the Gu family without stopping for a moment.

The president just came back and got caught in the rain.

The maids of the Gu family have worked here for many years. They felt sorry for their master and quickly made ginger soup.

Yan Dong came to the door of the room and raised his hand to knock on the door, but the door was not closed at all.

He looked up and saw that there were no lights on in the luxurious room designed by Ou Shi, and it was very dark. A tall and handsome figure stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Gu Mohan stood there with one hand in his trouser pocket and one hand holding a mobile phone to his ear. The rain had wet his shirt and trousers, and he looked unusually arrogant and cold.

Yan Dong felt a pain in his heart, and suddenly felt that the CEO had been lonely for so many years.

Now that the entire Gu family is weighing on him, the next merger between G.K. and the Gu family will usher in a very busy period.

Yan Dong stood by the door and did not go in.

He guessed that the president must have called his wife.

Gu Mohan listened to the warm and soft voice coming from the other end of the phone. He gently closed his handsome eyes and said, "Mo'er."

He was calling her.

Tang Moer's fair eyes suddenly turned red, and her fingers tightened on the mobile phone by her ear. She could imagine that this man, without his father and grandfather, must have shown a child-like weakness.

There is a softness at the tip of every man's heart, and this softness makes them particularly... hurtful.

"Yeah." She responded softly.

"Can you fly back and come to me? I really want to hug you, just for a while."

The crystal tears suddenly fell down. Tang Moer reached out and touched the tears in his hand.

she cried.

The grief in my heart was unbearable, and I finally shed tears for him.

sorry…

At such an important moment in his life, when he needed someone to accompany him the most, she was finally absent.

She wanted to go back.

but…

She looked at her little face through the bright mirror. Her little face, which was originally full of collagen, had many wrinkles. She had aged a lot overnight.

Day by day, she is getting older.

From today on, she no longer dares to go out.

I don't even dare to see him.

He was waiting for her answer, but after waiting for a long time and receiving nothing, Gu Mohan slowly raised his lips and said with a hint of helplessness and tenderness in his low and hoarse voice, "Forget it."

never mind.

He said forget it.

Tang Mo'er stretched out her little hand and covered her mouth, afraid that she would cry and let him hear her.

At this moment, how could he tell him that without the antidote for AR, she would leave him soon.

What would he do if she died one day?

"Mo'er, I may be very busy in the next period of time and won't be able to fly over to find you. I feel at ease with you at Lu Yeming's place."

He paused and said, "That's it, go to bed early, good night."

Tang Mo'er raised her eyes, which were blurred with tears, and responded softly, "Oh."

"Hang up first." He was talking.

Tang Moer smiled quietly, there is always someone in this world who can make you burst into tears when your tears are overflowing.

Okay, let her hang up first.

She hung up the phone.

Holding the phone in her hand, Tang Moer looked at the rain outside. It was destined to be a sleepless night tonight.

This was the first separation between her and him.

…

Jun Xiqing was in the room, when there was a knock on the door, and a maid said outside the door, "I'm a cleaner."

"Come in."

The door to the room opened, and a young and beautiful maid came in.

"Sister Qingqing." The maid stepped forward and held Jun Xiqing's little hand.

"Axiao, why are you here?"

Jun Xiqing was raised by Jun Mosheng since she was a child. Once when she went out, she saw two brothers and sisters begging on the street, so she brought the brothers and sister back to the Presidential Palace.

Her elder brother is Ada, the shadow beside her and the commander of the Wuling Cavalry.

My younger sister is Ah Xiao, who is only 18 years old, a cute little girl with an innocent and playful nature.

Now Ah Xiao is here and working as a maid in Xixing Palace.

Over the years, Ah Da has followed her and is the person she trusts the most. Naturally, she regards Ah Xiao as her biological sister and loves her very much.

"Sister Qingqing, I'm here to support you." Ah Xiao blinked.

"Nonsense!" Jun Xiqing reprimanded, "This is the West Palace, not a place for fun. You don't understand anything. Get out of here quickly! If you are caught, how should I worry and how should I explain to Ah Da? !”

A Xiao lowered her head, knowing her mistake, "I know, Sister Qingqing, I'll leave now."

A Xiao turned and left.

...

A Xiao walked out of the room and down the stairs. She wanted to leave here.

At this time, the door was opened, and a slender jade-like figure appeared at the door. Lu Yeming was back.

"Young Master, are you back?"

The maid squatted down and changed Lu Yeming's shoes.

A Xiao glanced at Lu Yeming and couldn't look away. She had never seen such a good-looking man.

Lu Yeming wore a handmade white shirt and black trousers, a classic match for a male god. He was born with a jade-like face, and every line seemed to be carved by nature, and he was arrogant and noble.

A Xiao was fascinated. Is this the legendary Western King Lu Yeming?

Lu Yeming changed his shoes, pulled his long legs upstairs, and looked at A Xiao. His deep phoenix eyes slowly fell on A Xiao's tender little face.

He didn't have any expression. He looked away after a glance.

The two people passed by.

"Ouch."

At this time, Xiao screamed, and her petite body fell directly into Lu Yeming's arms.

Lu Yeming did not refuse, he stretched out his strong arm to hold Xiao's slender waist and held her in his arms.

Xiao blinked, her little face flushed as she looked at Lu Yeming, and quickly stood up, "I'm sorry, young master..."

She wanted to leave his arms.

At this time, Lu Yeming tightened his strong arm and held her, and her petite body directly crashed into his strong chest.