Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Chapter 1301 - Crossing Paths

Chapter 1301: Crossing Paths

Jun Xiqing had come.

Lu Yeming wore a black coat with a monochrome suit inside. His hair was slicked back, revealing his handsome face and the bright lights shone on him, accentuating his dignified aura.

When he saw Country Z’s official state car up ahead, he stopped walking and his gaze landed on the car.

Surprised, Fan Men also stopped. Was it Miss Jun? Great, Miss Jun had come!

Fan Men felt that Dongfang Ruoli wasn’t compatible with Master, she wasn’t worthy of him. He sincerely wished that Master would get together with Miss Jun instead.

At least with Miss Jun around, Master would smile, Master wouldn’t be lonely.

After Pingping got down the car, she opened the back door and Jun Xiqing alighted daintily from it.

Jun Xiqing wore a long white dress with a black cloak. Her hair was put into a half-updo, with a jade hairpin in it while the rest was let down. She was breathtaking, like a fairy that descended from the heavens.

She was dressed up beautifully, not like how she was supposed to dress as a female president.

Jun Xiqing’s gaze landed on Xuan Ying’s face. “It’s been a long time, Silver Mask King.”

It was easy to guess that she had something to do with Xia Ling’s sudden departure. His face darkened and with a stern voice, he said, “Miss Jun, you’re quite late. The wedding is over.”

The corners of Jun Xiqing’s lips kicked up. “No, I’m right on time. The show is only just starting.”

Xuan Ying sneered. “Where’s Lingling?”

“At the airport.”

Xia Ling was at the airport with Mu Mu? She was going to leave, they were going to leave him.

Xuan Ying started to run.

Her voice trailed from behind. “Silver Mask King, have you thought it through? Are you really going to ask her to stay?

“Everything has changed now, your relationship with her is no longer like before. Country A is filled with painful memories for Sister Lingling. She cried so hard, she’s cried so many tears and now that she’s tired and wants to leave, Silver Mask King, what can you do to make her stay?”

Jun Xiqing’s words were just like a sharp knife, stabbing into his heart ruthlessly. Clenching his fists tightly by his sides, his veins twitched furiously.

Unbidden tears welled up in his eyes, but he still chose to go and look for her.

Xuan Ying had left.

He went to look for her.

Jun Xiqing watched as Xuan Ying disappeared before her eyes. Her lashes fluttered and she lifted her eyes, glancing at Lu Yeming.

She didn’t walk towards him, she just glanced at him.

Lu Yeming also looked at her, there was some distance between them.

Pingping secretly sized Lu Yeming up. She had always been curious about what kind of man Her Highness would fall for. What kind of charms did he have?

But once she saw him, Pingping could understand why Her Highness had fallen for him. The man was suave, exuding a dignified aura that made it hard for one to refrain from admiring him.

Pingping lowered her head respectfully.

Jun Xiqing broke the silence. She didn’t want to make things awkward.

“Congratulations.”

She congratulated him on his marriage with Dongfang Ruoli.

Lu Yeming stood there, not moving an inch. He looked at her face, somehow, she had gotten even more beautiful. Her lips were red and supple, making him want to kiss her.

With a monotonous voice, he replied, “Thank you.”

A lithesome figure approached, standing beside Lu Yeming and she held his arm. “Your Highness.”

When Jun Xiqing lifted her head, she saw that it was Dongfang Ruoli. Dressed in a pink gown, Dongfang Ruoli stood beside Lu Yeming, completing the picture. They were a match made in heaven.

Dongfang Ruoli looked at Lu Yeming, with adoration in her eyes before she turned her head to look at Jun Xiqing. “Your Highness.”

Jun Xiqing only smiled. “Pingping, let’s go back.”

“Yes.”

Pingping pulled the door open and Jun Xiqing got in the car. Lu Yeming watched as she disappeared before him.

“Your Highness, let’s go back too.”

“Alright.”

Fan Men opened the door and they both got in the car. The two official state cars set off at the same time, crossing paths before they headed in two opposite directions.

They would not see each other for a long time, until it was decades after.

...

At the airport.

Xuan Ying rushed to the airport and he spotted Xia Ling and Mu Mu at first glance.

Xia Ling held Mu Mu’s hand while they queued up for the security check. After that, they could board the plane.

“Lingling.” Xuan Ying ran over, grasping Xia Ling’s slender arm.

When Xia Ling lifted her head, she glanced at Xuan Ying before she slowly retracted her arm with a firm stance.

She held Mu Mu in her arms and headed inside.

“Mister, you can’t come inside.” The staff stopped Xuan Ying.

With reddened eyes, Xuan Ying grabbed Xia Ling’s hand. “I’m not going to force you to stay. You can leave for where you want to go and do whatever you want to do.”

He took something out of his pocket and placed it in her hand. “Take this.”

It was a gilded black card.

Xuan Ying’s throat was dry, his thoughts were all over the place and he didn’t know where and how to start. All he knew that she wasn’t interested in hearing him talk.

Their relationship was no longer like before.

“Take this card and use the money for your convenience. You’re going somewhere else to live and you’ll also need to take care of Mu Mu. You can’t live without money...

“I don’t mean anything else, I just hope... that you can have a better life...”

Xia Ling didn’t say anything, she just tried to retract her hand.

But she couldn’t.

He held her hand with a firm grip.

Xia Ling turned back and pried his fingers apart. The card dropped onto the ground and Xia Ling took Mu Mu with her, leaving him behind.

Xuan Ying just stood there, watching them leave.

As Mu Mu looked over Xia Ling’s shoulders, tears welled up in her eyes as she looked at Xuan Ying. However, if it was between Daddy and Mommy, she would choose Mommy, hugging her neck tightly.

“Goodbye, Daddy.”

...

They had left.

They had really left.

Xuan Ying’s heart wrenched in pain, his eyes were red and burning hot, he couldn’t open them. He lifted his hand, placing it above his chest as his fingers curled up.

He tried to dig his heart out.

Would it get rid of the pain?

He was suddenly reminded that she always did that same thing last time and he couldn’t understand why she even did that. But now, he knew. It hurt so much that she wanted to dig her heart out.

Ha.

He let out a chuckle, this was probably retribution. The pain he inflicted on her back then was returned to him, twofold.

Xuan Ying closed his eyes and the next moment, he collapsed.

“Master!”

Ah Zhou ran over, only to see blood rushing out from Xuan Ying’s crotch, his pants were stained with blood.

He was stunned, almost forgetting to breathe. That glass of drugged wine... what did Master do to himself?