Chapter 228 Miss Tang Feels Wronged and Won’t Let Mr. Gu Touch Her

Lu Qier is pregnant, so she came to the door today to scream.

Faced with Lu Qier's provocation, Tang Moer's sweet little face turned cold. Soon, a sneer appeared on the corner of her pretty lips, "So?"

so what?

Lu Qier's proud expression froze, and she looked at Tang Mo'er in shock. She had thought about Tang Mo'er's various reactions, angry, sad, sad... She just didn't expect Tang Mo'er to say so lightly. .

"Tang Mo'er, didn't you understand? I said I was pregnant!"

"Your pregnancy is your business, what does it have to do with me?"

"...I am pregnant with Gu Mohan's child."

"That's between you and Gu Mohan, and it has nothing to do with me."

"..." Lu Qi'er felt like she had punched cotton. This Tang Mo'er refused to take it.

"Tang Mo'er, my baby is Gu Mohan's first child, the eldest grandson of the Gu family. He will definitely go back to recognize his ancestors, so you break up with Gu Mohan quickly!"

"Lu Qier, your stupidity made me sympathize just now, but now your naivety makes me laughable. Even if you are pregnant with Gu Mohan's child, so what? The eldest son and grandson of the Gu family came out of my belly. Mo Han will only love the child I gave birth to him. Don’t dream about recognizing your ancestor. At best, what you have in your belly is just an illegitimate child. Believe me, you will get nothing but... a bastard." Tang Moer. The clear and soft voice was resounding and filled with a sense of intimidation.

Lu Qier was shocked, she didn't know what to say at all.

"Aunt Wu, see the guests off."

"yes."

Lu Qi'er didn't want to leave, "Tang Mo'er, do you really not mind Gu Mohan and me?"

"Miss Lu, please leave immediately!" Aunt Wu directly drove the unwilling Lu Qier out.

Her ears were clear, Tang Moer's palm-sized face turned pale, and she sat on the sofa in a daze.

Her heart was not as calm as she appeared on the surface. She didn't believe what Lu Qier said, not at all.

Gu Mohan would not have sex with Lu Qier, and he would never have a child with Lu Qier!

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

Taking out the phone with her delicate white hands, she pressed the button to connect, "Hello."

"Mo'er," Gu Mohan's deep magnetic voice came from the other end, with a touch of warmth and softness, "I have to work overtime tonight and may have to go back late. You eat well and go to bed early, you know?"

He has to work overtime.

"Mr. Gu..." Tang Moer called him softly.

"Huh?" The man snorted lazily, extremely seductively.

Tang Mo'er bit Yan Hong's lower lip with her fine white teeth. She actually wanted to ask him, but she thought that he was working overtime and it was very hard, so she pouted Yan Hong's little mouth and said, forget it, let's ask him again when he comes back in the evening. .

"Then you're done, come back early."

"good."

The two men hung up the phone.

…

Night, eleven o'clock.

Aunt Wu opened the door to the apartment, and a handsome and tall figure walked in. Gu Mohan was back.

The man was wearing a black suit, and the late autumn night was covered with a layer of cold dew. The shoulders of his handsome suit seemed to be stained with a layer of wind and frost. He handed the briefcase in his hand to Aunt Wu, and he changed his shoes at the entrance.

"Sir, do you want hot food?"

Gu Mohan shook his head, no need, he had eaten outside.

He unstretched his long legs and walked into the living room. He raised his big knuckled hands to unbutton his suit. As soon as he unbuttoned two buttons, he glanced at the delicate figure lying on the sofa in the living room.

Tang Mo'er was sleeping delicately on her side on the sofa, covered with a small floral quilt. Her little black head was exposed, and her long black pure hair was spread down, covering half of her charming little face. She looked condescending. From the angle, he could see her exquisitely outlined facial features, her frowning eyebrows, her comb-like feathers, her bright red mouth...

Everywhere is so breathtakingly beautiful and scorching.

The dim light in the living room illuminated her little face, and her delicate skin, as white as mutton fat, exuded a layer of raw jade luster, so soft.

Gu Mohan's footsteps stopped in front of her. After a busy day's work, he returned home late at night. There was a lovely little wife waiting for him at home, always keeping a light for him. He thought this was what he had been looking for. .

It was as if a feather gently crossed the lake of his heart, causing him to make ripples in circles.

At this time, he found an unpacked bag of potato chips on the coffee table in front of him, and he quickly frowned.

Most girls like to eat snacks, but he doesn't allow it.

Her blindness had made her lose a lot of weight during these days, and he wanted to gain her weight back as soon as possible.

Gu Mohan raised his eyelids and glanced at Aunt Wu.

This look was not a harsh one, but it revealed displeasure. Such a mature, handsome, and powerful man made people deeply awe even when he was dissatisfied. Aunt Wu quickly stepped forward and explained in a low voice, "Mr. , My wife is in a bad mood today, so she wants to eat potato chips."

Bad mood?

Gu Mohan gently raised his beautiful eyebrows.

"Sir, a young lady named Lu Qier came to see my wife today and left this behind."

Aunt Wu handed the hospital B-ultrasound sheet to Gu Mohan.

Gu Mohan didn't reach out to take it. He lowered his eyes and glanced at the B-ultrasound sheet. He understood everything. A faint sneer appeared at the corner of his cold lips. He responded casually, "I know."

The man bent his tall and straight body and gently lifted Tang Mo'er into his arms and entered the room.

…

in the room.

Gu Mohan went into the shower room and took a cold shower. Then he came out wearing a black silk pajamas. He opened the quilt and got into bed. He slept next to the woman.

Tang Mo'er was still sleeping and did not wake up, but inadvertently she turned over and slept with her back to him, turning her delicate beauty to him.

Gu Mohan leaned on half of his healthy arms and looked at the small face in his arms. His neat short hair was hanging wetly. The man at this moment was so young and handsome that it made people blush.

Gu Mohan slowly raised the corners of his lips, revealing a doting curve, because he saw her bright red mouth pouting.

Very aggrieved.

This must be such a grievance. I kept thinking about it in my sleep and refused to let him touch it.

Punish him.

Gu Mohan's big palm slid down, trying to touch her thin legs together, but before he could touch her, the little woman in her sleep moved a little further away from him, a little further.