Chapter 239: Thrown Into the Pond

That girl bore an uncanny resemblance to Lin Xuanji, she even had the One and Only ring around her neck. The One and Only ring was in his son, Gu Mohan’s possession. It must have been gifted by Gu Mohan.

What was the relationship between Gu Mohan and that girl?

Why did Huo Beichen claim that she was his girlfriend?

There was still a reminiscent feeling of her smooth skin on his fingertips, Gu Tianling’s was left feeling somewhat complicated.

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Tang Mo’er finally ran out of the place and ended up on the streets. The rain was getting heavier as it soaked her to the bone, falling on her body like sharp blades piercing her skin. Her long, silky hair was plastered over her pale face and she hugged herself with both arms protectively.

The way the rain was pouring, it was almost like it commiserated with the pain in her heart, shedding tears with every drop like it was her own.

Mr Gu had gotten engaged to Lu Qi’er!

Mr Gu was no longer her Mr Gu…

Once again she was left abandoned and thrown to the side. Once again she was forsaken. Why her? Why? Ever since she was born, no one had truly doted on her or loved her, it was only until Mr Gu’s appearance… He was like the rays of the morning sun lighting up her dark world. He was her only solace.

But now he had abandoned her.

She was all by herself again.

Her fair hands were cold and stiff, yet trembling after being in the rain for so long. As she was suffering from so much pain, she slowly held the One and Only ring that was on her neck and bit on it, removing it from the necklace.

Lowering her head, she looked closely. The ring was glistening in the air as she held it in her hand.

Mr Gu no longer wanted her, so what was the point of keeping this ring?

Taking a deep breath, her eyes fluttered closed and Tang Mo’er swung her arm, flinging it into the pond.

Plop. Just like that, the One and Only ring disappeared into the dark waters.

With robot-like footsteps, Tang Mo’er trudged away, her face pale and expression blank.

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But as she continued walking, the tears only continued to fall miserably down her face. If anything, the loss of the ring he had given her, seemed to have emptied her heart entirely.

Mr Gu.

Her Mr Gu.

Tang Mo’er speedily turned around and rushed into the pond, the cold waters more than knee-deep as she bent down to search in the muddy waters. Like a madwoman, she threw her arms into the murky water, disturbing the placid waters with her frenzied hands. Mud, silt and sediment. Where did the ring go?

Hiss….! A sharp shard of glass slit her finger open and red blood trickled down her hands. The dark red against her pale white skin made it look even more morbid in the dim light.

It was over.

She couldn’t find the ring.

After she had lost Mr Gu, she even lost the ring he had given her.

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A red Ferrari maneuvered itself into a spot nearby and Huo Beichen opened the door and alighted the car. Through the heavy rain, he saw the petite woman standing bent over in the pond, clearly searching for something.

That damn woman!

Huo Beichen ran inside the pond too, grabbing onto Tang Mo’er’s icy cold arms as he helped her up. “What the f*ck, Tang Mo’er, are you crazy?! Why the hell are you torturing yourself like this? Who are you putting up an act for, who knows whether the engagement ceremony is already over. My brother may have already had sex with Lu Qi’er!”

His savage words penetrated through the wind and rain, passing through all her defences, and she broke down, collapsing into his arms. What looked at Huo Beichen was a woman with an empty, lifeless expression. Her red lips were tinged a blueish-purple from the cold as they trembled, before she burst into heart-wrenching sobs.

All these years, she had never behaved so pathetically before. Even when Su Zhe had betrayed her, even when her mother slapped her for the first time, she was still like an arrogant peacock that had no regard for anyone else.

This time, she couldn’t continue acting, as her heart was twisting in pain. It was as though someone had stabbed her heart with a piece of glass and was twisting it ruthlessly.

It hurt.

It hurt so much.

Huo Beichen stood awkwardly in the heavy rain while he observed Tang Mo’er’s tiny face. It was unsettling to see her so utterly broken. He was used to her arrogant, intelligent side. Also, only just earlier she was so brazen when she made a ruckus at the engagement ceremony and proposed to his second brother, even asking for breakup sex. This was the first time he had seen her cry.

He didn’t know what was going on and could only pull her into his embrace and pat her silky hair as he did his best to comfort her. “Okay, stop crying. You women are so troublesome, all of you. Always crying and whining.”

He hated it when women cried, no woman had dared to cry in front of him and he didn’t know how to comfort them when they did. All he had cared for was to have sex with them.