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Chapter 954: Marriage Proposal

“Young Master, how are you going to handle this matter?”

“President Gu, could your wife hit people at her own whim and fancy?”...

Gu Mohan and Fu Qinglun surrounded.

Meanwhile upstairs, Tang Mo’er, Lin Shiyu and Gu An’an were standing looking down at these people who were very riled up.

Gu An’an did not speak the entire time. Her eyes swept the people downstairs impassively and then her gaze landed on someone in the dark corner. It was Lu Yan.

Of course she could recognize him at a glance, even in the sea of people.

It was very dark where he was standing and Lu Yan’s face could not be clearly seen. He stuck both hands into his trousers pocket and his gaze landed on An’an.

At the same time, Delia was also looking at Gu An’an. He rubbed his hands together secretly and his eyes gleamed with lust. What a beautiful girl.

Upon being surrounded, Gu Mohan’s handsome face remained calm and composed but he knitted his brows and his gaze was fixated on Tang Mo’er’s face. “Come down!”

It was a simple two word phrase but it sounded extremely domineering.

Like a stern admonishment.

Although Gu Mohan doted on Tang Mo’er very much, Tang Mo’er was still very fearful of incurring this man’s wrath.

Gu Mohan and Fu Qinglun were two different types of men. Fu Qinglun was a true aristocrat and gentleman while Gu Mohan was a male chauvinist. He was a born victor and he enjoyed being at the top.

Tang Mo’er quickly went downstairs.

—-‘President Gu, you have to discipline Mrs Gu well.’

—-‘Mrs Gu, you’ve beaten Miss Qiu. For the sake of President Gu, you’ll just have to apologize to Miss Qiu.’

Tang Mo’er walked down the stairs amidst the commotion.

At this moment, Gu Mohan walked over and grasped her delicate hand, before pulling her into his embrace.

“Do you admit you are wrong?” he asked sternly.

Tang Mo’er raised her bright eyes, looked at his handsome face and nodded vehemently. “Yes.”

“What mistake have you committed?” He was like a father berating his own daughter.

Tang Mo’er’s ravishing face went red and she felt embarrassed. She pouted her red lips. “They hit me and Shiyu first. Shiyu and I were only defending ourselves at the most. I don’t think I was wrong in any way, but if you say I’m wrong, then I’m wrong.”

“You still dare to argue with me?” Gu Mohan raised his hand and looked as though he was about to hit her.

“Ah!” Tang Mo’er gave a shrill cry and promptly covered her head with both hands.

“President Gu, aren’t you going to discipline your wife? Why are we being forced to watch both you and your wife’s lovey-dovey scene instead?”

Tang Mo’er raised her head and snuck a peek at Gu Mohan. The man was standing in front of her, looking devastatingly handsome.

Gu Mohan took down her hands from her face and pursed his thin lips. His deep and charismatic voice was laced with resignation. “Your mistake doesn’t lie in you defending yourself. My Mrs Gu, you were too meek and mild in hitting her.

“You shouldn’t have taken matters upon yourself. When someone bullies you the next time, let me take care of things, I will make her disappear. Do you understand?”

Tang Mo’er’s eyes lit up. So Mr Gu was not blaming her at all. A tinge of sweetness spread in her heart.

The crowd, “...”

This was domination.

This was called protecting your wife.

Mr Gu was incredible.

Qiu Cici was stunned beyond words. It was enough that she had been angered by Lin Shiyu, and now this Tang Mo’er was provoking her and treating her like she was no one!

“Daddy, my face hurts so much.” Qiu Cici tugged on her father’s sleeve as she whined.

Although President Qiu doted upon his daughter, he was no fool. He was very clear about Gu Mohan’s status. The man was the most influential and wealthiest man in Capital and he was so protective of his wife. Who would have the courage to provoke him?

In addition, Mr Gu had made himself very clear that it was the women’s battle upstairs and the men’s battle downstairs. Whoever bullied Mrs Gu could be beaten to death and Mr Gu would still defend and protect her.

Tsk tsk.

President Qiu did not wish to be in Gu Mohan’s bad books. He had more important matters to settle, so he looked meaningfully towards Fu Qinglun. “Young Master, how about we let bygones be bygones? It will be mid-month in two days and Cici will be marrying Young Master.”

Qiu Cici’s heartbeat quickened. Yes, this was the main point. She immediately gazed at Fu Qinglun lovingly.

The crowd bestowed their congratulatory wishes and blessings upon them —-

“Young Master, you and Miss Qiu are a match made in heaven.”

“Young Master, we wish you and Miss Qiu will have a child soon.”...

Today, Fu Qinglun was wearing a tailored black suit which perfectly accentuated his broad shoulders and muscular chest. His waist was trim and his bottom was pert, forming a seamless line. He was inexplicably mesmerizing and charming.

Upon hearing these words, he raised his dark eyes, looked towards Lin Shiyu, who was upstairs, and smiled. “Everyone, I will still proceed with the wedding two days later, but my bride will not be Qiu Cici.”

What? A resounding gasp echoed throughout the hall.

Qiu Cici’s heart sank and she felt an impending sense of doom. “Young Master, w-what are you talking about? Are you thinking of going back on your words?”

Fu Qinglun eyed Qiu Cici. “I was very clear during the party half a month ago. I will be marrying the person who has the number plate ’18’. Miss Qiu, the number plate ’18’ that you had was fake.”

The butler walked over and threw the fake number plate ’18’ onto the floor. The number ’18’ had been tampered with and the signs of tampering could be seen very clearly.

“What is happening? Miss Qiu, how could you tamper with the number? Is this what the Qiu Family has taught you?”

In an instant, the tide had turned and everyone’s judgement and criticisms were directed at her.

Qiu Cici blanched. So... it turned out that Young Master already knew the truth!

“Young Master, Miss Qiu’s number plate is fake, so who took the real number plate? Who is your real bride?”

Who is your real bride?

At this moment, all the lights in the hall were turned off and the red candles were lit. Fu Qinglun walked over and stood below the staircase.

He looked up at Lin Shiyu and his tender voice reached everyone’s eardrums and his gaze was filled with love. “My bride has always been the same person. She made me fall in love at first sight, admire her at second sight and want to marry her at third sight. Perhaps I should give her more time to think through this, but it has already been 18 years and I cannot wait any longer.

“Shi’shi, I am walking towards you now. If you’re not willing to, you can walk away, but if you choose to stay, then be my bride, my one and only. Marry me and stay with me for the rest of your life.”