213 Tang Moser Is at Best a Tool for Child Bearing (2/2)

She had not seen Su Zhe for a very long time.

Su Zhe was wearing a blue V-neck sweater with a chestnut-colored windbreaker. Although he had lost a lot of weight, he was still in glowing spirits. ”Mo'er, come with me.”

He pulled Tang Mo'er outside without any hesitation.

”Su Zhe, let go of me. Where are taking me?”

”Mo'er, I must reveal to you Gu Mohan's true colors today!”

With her eyebrows furrowed, Tang Mo'er gave him a grown. ”Su Zhe, how many times do you intend to use the same trick? The previous time you dragged me over to see Lu Qi'er too.”

”Mo'er, trust me. It's real this time. Believe me, Gu Mohan has a reason for getting close to you.”

…

In the cafe.

Su Zhe dragged Tang Mo'er into a secluded corner and pointed towards the front.

Tang Mo'er looked up, only to see Huo Yanmei and Gu Mohan sitting together. They seemed to be having a serious conversation.

”Mohan, is Tang Mo'er the person you've chosen?” asked Huo Yanmei.

Gu Mohan remained expressionless and took a sip of his coffee.

”You found her three years ago, didn't you? These few years, An'an has been suffering with leukemia and you've needed a woman to give birth to a child, so you can use that child's blood to do a bone marrow transplant for An'an. That woman is Tang Mo'er, right?”

Still silent, Gu Mohan did not say a word as Huo Yanmei continued.

”Tang Mo'er is at best a tool for child bearing. I don't care how much sex you have with her or if you need to have a golden house to keep her as your mistress. But do not forget, An'an is the one you truly love the most. Don't tell me you don't love An'an anymore?”

Tang Mo'er was stunned by what she heard. Her beautiful eyes went blank as she glanced at the face of this handsome face. Only last night, they were intimate with one another, yet now he just felt like a stranger.

Gu Mohan finally spoke, his face indifferent and monotonous. ”I will save An'an, but if you want me to save An'an then you'd better be quiet. There will be no repeat of yesterday's incident.” His voice seemed to hold a hint of warning.