Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle,Chapter 886 - Mommy, Quick, Help Daddy Change His Shirt - Read free novels online

Chapter 886: Mommy, Quick, Help Daddy Change His Shirt

Gu Mohan was back!

Tang Mo’er’s delicate hands slowly tensed up. Under his intense gaze, her heart started beating quicker.

“Mo’er.” Old Madam Lu was suddenly behind her.

“Grandma.” Tang Mo’er quickly retracted her gaze and reached out to support Old Madam Lu.

“Mo’er, it’s cold in the valley and it’s raining. What are you doing here?” Old Madam Lu looked downstairs and saw Gu Mohan.

Gu Mohan pressed his thin lips together and said respectfully in a low voice, “Greetings, Grandma. it’s our first time meeting, so let me introduce myself. I am Gu Mohan, Mo’er’s husband.”

They were upstairs while Gu Mohan was downstairs. Facing Old Madam Lu, Gu Mohan maintained his straight posture, his proper upbringing showing in his calm demeanor. He was humble yet showed no weakness.

Old Madam Lu took a good look at Gu Mohan and nodded in her heart. To be honest, she hadn’t expected the Gu Family to be able to produce such a magnificent figure.

But Old Madam Lu only huffed coldly. “There’s no need for introductions, because you’re going to become Mo’er’s ex-husband soon.”

Yan Dong was speechless.

Gu Mohan’s handsome face remained expressionless and his thin lips curved upwards. “Old Madam Lu, there’s no way you can bear to do that.”

Can’t bear to do it?

Old Madam Lu was slightly intrigued. “What do you mean?”

Gu Mohan’s deep gaze landed slowly on Tang Mo’er’s beautiful face. His handsome features softened and turned affectionate. “Old Madam Lu loves Tang Mo’er. Loving someone entails loving all their faults as well. I am Tang Mo’er’s greatest love, so Old Madam Lu, you should naturally love me as well.”

Tang Mo’er’s eyelashes quivered. He was saying that he was her greatest love? This man was as shameless as ever!

Now he stood downstairs from her, fixing her with his gaze. Tang Mo’er moved her gaze away awkwardly.

She suddenly realized that Old Madam Lu was looking at her with a smile, her gaze knowing. It was as though Tang Mo’er could not hide any of her thoughts from her.

“Mo’er, this is why you were tricked by that little rascal Gu Mohan. This little rascal is extremely shrewd and has a sweet tongue that is doused with honey. Grandma can tell that you’re no match for him. You’ll continue to be devoured by him in the future!”

Tang Mo’er blushed. “Grandma!”

Old Madam Lu retracted her gaze, With a loud bang, she hit the railings and reprimanded Gu Mohan coldly. “Gu Mohan, you said that Mo’er is your wife, so let me ask you, how did you protect her?

“Let’s not talk about that filthy father of yours for now. Look at the handprint on Mo’er’s face, it’s still red. Your mother Huo Yanmei was the one who gave her that slap. My granddaughter is priceless, and she has even given birth to Niuniu for you.

“But only one month after giving birth, she was knocked down by the van your so-called grandfather sent. She has also had to bear all your scoldings and beatings, let you control her life and bully her. As her husband, where were you when she was suffering all of this?”

Old Madam Lu was direct and it was a heavy question filled with judgement. Gu Mohan frowned and replied after a long while. “I’m sorry.”

Old Madam Lu huffed coldly, clearly not accepting his answer.

“Grandma, can you let me see Mo’er?” Gu Mohan’s gaze shifted to Tang Mo’er’s face again.

At this moment, Lu Jinwen walked over. He stood beside Old Madam Lu and looked downward at Gu Mohan. He spoke. “Mom, it’s raining outside. We should let him in first.”

Old Madam Lu looked pointedly at Lu Jinwen.

Lu Jinwen kept his silence.

“I never expected that you would have a good relationship with your son-in-law. You’re even worse than him. Birds of the same feather flock together after all!”

Lu Jinwen still remained silent.

But his expression darkened as he was harshly chastised by his own mother. He gave Gu Mohan a look – it was all his fault.

Gu Mohan returned the look – you’re the one with questionable morals.

Lu Jinwen huffed and left.

Gu Mohan waved the black umbrella above his head away and said, “Grandma, I’m not leaving until I see Mo’er. I’ll be here all night. Please let me see her.”

It was still drizzling lightly outside and Gu Mohan was standing in the rain. The rain quickly soaked the suit he had on.

Tang Mo’er’s heart ached, as though it had been stung by a bee. She couldn’t help but take a step forward.

At this moment, Old Madam Lu grabbed hold of Tang Mo’er’s slim wrist and pulled her behind her back. “Putting up a ruse to gain sympathy? What a pity. The weather forecast has predicted that this rain will stop in a while. You can stand as long as you want! Mo’er, let’s return to the room!”

…

In the room.

Old Madam Lu patted Tang Mo’er’s hand. “Mo’er, you have to listen to Grandma this time. You have to harden your heart, so that we can treat this little rascal, Gu Mohan!”

Tang Mo’er looked at the rain outside. “Grandma, is this rain really going to stop soon?”

“Of course. I already checked the weather forecast!” Old Madam Lu patted her chest as she said this.

“But Grandma, look, the rain is getting heavier.”

Old Madam Lu looked out from the window. The rain was falling in large droplets. It was raining cats and dogs.

What was happening?

The weather forecast said that it was going to stop soon!

At this moment, two figures, one big and one small, appeared on the roof. It was Lu Jinwen and Little Munchkin.

The two of them were in raincoats, both of them holding large water hoses. Water spurted out of them, poured downwards in heavy streams.

Little Munchkin looked at his daddy downstairs, and asked in an adorably sweet voice. “Grandpa, will this really work?”

Lu Jinwen sat on the edge of the roof. He rubbed Little Munchkin’s head. “I’ve already done all I can. I can only help your daddy this much. The rest is up to your daddy.”

Little Munchkin looked confused. What did that mean?

A child wouldn’t understand an adult’s methods.

…

The rain got heavier and heavier, battering in sheets on the window, obscuring their vision. At this moment, Yan Dong’s surprised voice rang out from downstairs. “President, President, are you alright?”

Tang Mo’er opened the window quickly and stood on the balcony, looking down. Gu Mohan was already soaked through, his short hair plastered on his forehead wetly, rivulets of water running down his sharp jaw. His tall body suddenly trembled a few times and he fainted.

Gu Mohan fainted!

Tang Mo’er immediately spoke up. “Someone, open the door!”

Old Madam Lu gave a start, then sighed. Mo’er would never be a match for Gu Mohan.

…

In the room, Gu Mohan lay on the soft bed. His eyes were closed and he was still in a stupor.

Little Munchkin hugged Tang Mo’er’s calves. “Mommy, Daddy’s clothes are all soaked. Quick, help him change out of them or Daddy is going to catch a cold!”