497 President Gu, What Do You Want? (1/2)

Gu Mohan was not aware that Tang Mo'er was Lu Jinwen's daughter. They had not publicly revealed their father-daughter relationship in the Capital, and he had not hired someone to investigate them. Thus, when Lu Jinwen uttered this statement, his dark eyes narrowed.

So she was actually Lu Jinwen's daughter.

Lu Jinwen glanced at Tang Mo'er. ”Mo'er, greet President Gu.”

Tang Mo'er raised her eyes and glanced at Gu Mohan. Her bright eyes were damp after her bout of crying. She lowered her damp eyelashes, clutched her clothes with her fair hands and said meekly, ”President Gu.”

As her head was lowered, Gu Mohan could only view the outline of her face from where he was standing. Her enchanting facial features radiated brightly beneath the glow of the light. Her tiny, red mouth was pouted slightly, and she seemed a little aggrieved, pitiful and obedient.

She called him… President Gu.

She had always called him Mr Gu.

In the past, whenever she saw him, she was like a little rabbit which had seen a carrot stick and would eagerly pounce on him to kiss him. But now, she seemed like a withered yellow flower, and there was no more passion coming from her.

Such a vast difference made Gu Mohan's deep and narrow eyes solemn. He acknowledged her greeting blandly.

…

In the dining room.

Lu Jinwen was sitting at the head of the table. Gu Mohan and Tang Mo'er were sitting opposite each other.

”President Gu, when are you going to marry Miss Jun? I have forgotten to send you a present when you got engaged. When you are married, I will make sure to send you a big gift,” Lu Jinwen said.

When was he going to marry Jun Xiyan…

Gu Mohan raised his eyes and glanced at Tang Mo'er, who was opposite him.

Tang Mo'er did not show any reaction. Her head was bowed and she was focused on eating the rice in her bowl, as if this conversation topic had nothing to do with her.

”If nothing crops up, Xiyan and I will be getting married within half a year,” Gu Mohan replied.

Tang Mo'er's hand froze and her red eyes started to tear again.

At this point, a pair of chopsticks appeared, and there was an additional piece of sweet and sour spareribs in her bowl. Lu Jinwen had placed it into her bowl.

Lu Jinwen's low and composed voice piped up again. ”In that case, I will congratulate President Gu in advance. But I have a matter to trouble President Gu with.”

”Uncle Jin, please speak.”

Lu Jinwen glanced at Tang Mo'er. ”My daughter turns 21 years old today and she is of marriageable age. However, until now, she has not had a boyfriend. President Gu has wide connections and so does Miss Jun. Please help me to keep a lookout for suitable young and talented men to introduce to Mo'er.”

After listening to this speech, Gu Mohan's handsome face stiffened.

Lu Jinwen did not seem to notice the change in his expression and continued speaking. ”Actually, I have a suitable person in mind, and that is Miss Jun's elder brother, Jun Chulin, the young master of the political world. He adores Mo'er and if Mo'er is to marry him, she will be the First Lady of the political world. President Gu, what do you think of this match?”

Lu Jinwen's deep almond-shaped eyes looked at Gu Mohan.

Gu Mohan's large hand held his wine glass and gracefully pursed his lips. His low voice was laced with nonchalance. ”Does Miss Tang know Young Master Jun?”

”She certainly does. Young Master Jun cooked for Mo'er before, and Mo'er liked the dishes that Young Master Jun prepared for her.”

Cooked.

Prepared dishes.

Tang Mo'er suddenly thought of how Mr Gu had prepared the stir-fried pork with bamboo shoots dish for her when she was in the throes of her illness.

Besides cooking noodles, the stir-fried pork with bamboo shoots dish was the first dish that he had prepared, and he had prepared it for her.

That day, she was standing in front of the refrigerator, and Mr Gu had cornered her with his soft lips pressed against her white earlobes, and allowed her to call him Mr Gu.