Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Everyone who came to this wedding was a wealthy family. Everyone held wine glasses and talked with laughter.

Today Gu Mohan wore a handmade white shirt with a tie on the neckline of the shirt and a black suit on the outside. He was tall and handsome with a classic lining. He was extraordinary.

At this moment, he wiped his trousers pocket with one hand, shaking it with a red wine glass in one hand, and several chief executives surrounded him, talking diligently and respectfully. He listened indifferently, hanging handsome eyelids, casual .

"President," Yan Dong came over at this time, whispered, "Ms. Tang hasn't appeared yet, but the wedding is about to begin."

The wedding is about to begin.

Tang Moer has not appeared yet.

Gu Mohan didn't have much expression on his handsome face. He took a sip of wine elegantly, "I see."

...

On the hill, in the little bungalow.

Tang Mo'er was sitting in her room, she was holding a needle and thread, and was embroidering a small red sachet.

This is the first time she started sewing. This small sachet was embroidered for the baby.

At this time, he hissed, and she twisted her eyebrows in pain, because the fine needles stuck to her white fingers.

She looked down, bleeding from her fingertips.

She had a bad hunch in her heart and always felt what would happen today.

The knock on the door rang, and the voice of the housekeeper came from outside the door. "Miss, it's me."

"Come in."

Ye Butler pushed in.

"Ye butler, are you asking me something?"

"Miss, I have something to tell you. Today and now, Gu Mohan and Jun Xiyan are getting married."

Tang Mo'er froze. All the sachets and needles in her little hand fell to the ground. She looked at Ye Butler in shock and confusion. "What did you say?"

"Miss, please see." Ye Butler opened a thin video. The video was the scene of the wedding. It was covered with flowers and red carpets everywhere. Gu Mohan stood tall in the center of the people with a long, lonely expression. , Is enshrined and attracts much attention.

It took a few seconds for Tang Moer to react. He was getting married again?

From Lu Qi'er to her to Jun Xiyan, how many times does he want to get married?

No, she knows, this time he really played.

He is really getting married.

"Miss, the wedding has not yet started, and a special car is prepared for you outside. It's too late for you to catch up now, everything depends on your choice, sir said, if you really finished playing with Gu Mohan, the child in your stomach , Sir will raise it for you. "

After speaking, the housekeeper Ye left.

The housekeeper Ye is leaving because he is going to the airport with Landing Jinwen. Just received the news, Jun Mosheng has entered!

Mr. originally chose to do it at the wedding, but for the young lady, he chose to do it at the airport.

Ye Butler remembered the conversation last night, "Sir, did you let the young lady take the abortion medicine?"

Lu Jinwen raised his eyes and gave him an unexpected and unexpected glance, "Ye butler, how many years have you followed me, and I have dealt with people, when have you fallen into such a wasteful way of using abortion medicine? Moreover, Mor My daughter. "

Ye Steward knows, Mr. is in love with Miss, the Miss is the only bone blood in this world.

In fact, Mr. Gu was wrong. Mr. Gu and Mr. Gu are not the same kind of person. Mr. Gu is cold-blooded, and his life ... cold-blooded and infatuated.

...

in the room.

Tang Mor's brain was chaotic, and a voice kept telling her that Gu Mohan was going to marry Jun Xiyan.

why?

Why did he force her like this?

He is forcing her back.

If she doesn't go back, he will really marry Jun Xiyan.

Tang Moer's hands and feet were cold, and her tiny white hands touched her flat belly. She suddenly felt a sense of discomfort from her belly.

Does the baby want daddy?

Mr. Gu.

Her Mr. Gu.

Tang Mo'er got up, pulled out his thin legs and ran out of the small bungalow. A special car was prepared outside. She opened the rear door and "hurriedly drive."

"Yes, miss." The driver nodded.

The luxury car started, and Tang Mo'er glanced through the window. At this moment, she saw a familiar figure in the bungalow, as if she had seen it somewhere.

In the hospital, the little nurse who gave her abortion medicine?

Tang Moer was not sure. When she looked up again, the figure was gone.

The luxury car was out of the forest and soon arrived on the luxurious city street. At this moment, she felt the heat below, as if some hot liquid was pouring out.

Tang Mo'er stretched out her little white hand, and there was blood on her fingertips.

blood.

The bright red blood strongly stimulated her eyes. She shook for a full minute, then screamed, "Ah!"

"Miss, what's wrong with you? It's bad, you're bleeding, miss, you've had a miscarriage! I'll take you to the hospital now!" The driver immediately changed his course and went straight to the hospital.

Tang Moer's entire portrait was pushed into the abyss, a soft little face turned white, white without the slightest blood, and the tiny blood vessels inside her seemed to see the tiny blood vessels inside.

Did she have an abortion?

She has an abortion!

The clean and clear Tongren contracted violently for a while. She held her lower abdomen with two small hands. Her stomach hurt. Something was falling and she was about to come out.

It felt like she was being boned and dug out, she was sore and painful, baby ... her baby ...

Why did the miscarriage fail?

She shook her little hand, pulled out her cell phone from her bag, flipped to the familiar phone number, and dialed out.

There was a melodious ringtone on the other side, and every minute she waited was tormented, and her little blood-stained hand clenched her phone tightly until her bones and joints turned pale.

At this time, the phone at that end was connected, and she quickly yanked the pale opening of her mouth. "Gu Mohan, save the baby ... the baby is gone, the baby is gone ..."

"Tang Moer, have you miscarried?" A cold voice came from the other side, Huo Yanmei.

Why is Huo Yanmei?

"Where's Gu Mohan ... I'm looking for Gu Mohan ..."

"Mo Han is with Xi Yan, and they are ready to enter the church."

Gu Mohan and Jun Xiyan are getting married, they are getting married.

Tang Mo'er looked down at her skirt. Her skirt had been stained with blood. She was bleeding. The thick blood dripped down the skirt. "I want to find Gu Mohan, can I ... Let him talk to me ... please ... "

"Tang Moer, the child is gone, do you tell him that you want him to bear the pain with you? Why do you always love so selfishly, if I am you and the child is gone, I will bear all the pain alone, The child is gone, what reason do you have to hold him? "

"Tang Moer, let everything go back to the original point. Mo Han has forgotten you and married Jun Xiyan. Don't bother to interfere with his life, don't come to harm him anymore, and he never lacks children and wants to give him There are too many women who have children, and Xi Yan will give birth to him in the future, and he will soon forget your child. "