May The Rest Of My Life Be Sweet To You ( Machine Translation )

"Of course I want to marry her! Don't tell me I won't let you marry her!" Gong Mochen said with confidence.

The corners of Li Ang's lips curled up. "You're so confident; don't tell me you have the ability to detoxify yourself?"

"Of course I can't detoxify myself, but it's enough to know that someone can detoxify me! So, stay away from my Qin Sheng, or else I'll make you stay away from women for the rest of your life." Gong Mochen's words came out from the corner of his lips, almost as if they were on fire.

No matter who Qin Sheng married, she couldn't marry Li Ang.

"Make me never touch a woman for the rest of my life? Gong Mochen, do you think you have that ability? I advise you to buy yourself a good grave plot first! Don't worry, next year I'll bring Qin Sheng and our son to pay respects to you!" Li Ang shouted.

Gong Mochen sneered. "Your dream is very fantastical. Unfortunately, in reality, I won't die, and Qin Sheng can only be mine!"

He strode past Li Ang and didn't look at the man again.

Li Ang looked at Gong Mochen's back and frowned deeply. He quickly went back to his room and made a phone call.

"Sikong Jue, don't forget our agreement." His tone was cold.

Obviously, his words surprised the man on the other end of the phone.

After a short pause, Sikong Jue smiled softly. "Duke, you are worrying too much. Even if I die, I wouldn't dare to violate the agreement. You know this."

He could understand why Li Ang had said that. Obviously, Li Ang suspected him.

"That's good. Continue to make your medicine! When can you give it to me?" he asked.

"I'll test the stability of the medicine again. I'll make it before Gong Mochen's poison takes effect," Sikong Jue said.

"Okay, I'm going to get some beauty sleep." Li Ang hung up the phone and looked at himself in the mirror. He looked like a monster.

Was he really worse than Gong Mochen? 'Damn little woman, she really doesn't know what's good for her!' he thought.

He cursed the little woman in his heart and lay on the bed to sleep. As long as Sikong Jue didn't break his promise, no one in this world could give Gong Mochen the antidote.

In his room, Gong Mochen's phone rang. It was Nie Feng calling.

"President, Sikong Jue has been at Yu Fan's private club."

"He sure knows how to pick a place..." Gong Mochen hung up the phone and walked out of his bedroom.

When he walked past Qin Sheng's bedroom, he opened the door.

There was only a night light on in the room. In the soft light, the girl was curled up like a little hamster under the blanket, only her small head was exposed.

He walked over quietly. The only thing that made him glad at that precise moment was that the girl looked to be getting a good sleep. As long as she slept, she would be peaceful.

He raised his hand to pick up the large pillow and placed it beside the girl. He knew that she liked to lean on his body to sleep. As expected, the girl felt an additional object beside her, so she instinctively leaned over onto the pillow. Her small face even rubbed against it.

The corners of Gong Mochen's lips curved into an arc. The gentleness and cold aura in his eyes were at odds with each other.

'Baby, I will work hard for you... I know it will be hard on you, but it's the way it has to be. Don't come close to me, I'm poisonous,' he thought.

He silently recited these words. He didn't dare to let her come close. He thought that whether it was her or him, they wouldn't be able to control themselves and not do something intimate. The poison in his body was getting stronger and stronger. He couldn't let her do such dangerous things.

And whether or not he got the cure was a gamble. He could only prepare for the worst by alienating her from him.

He turned away from the bedroom and locked the door, strode out of the villa and drove to Yu Fan's private clubhouse.

Outside the private clubhouse hung a plaque with the words: "The Moonlight Club" on it.

From the poetry of Cangyang Gyatso...

'Laugh that pompous fall, the moonlight as wash.

'Smile that quietly gone, thousands of flowers.

'Come quietly, go quietly.

'See and not see, love and not love, read and not read.

'No matter what, I will stand in the wind, waiting for you to look back.'

Yu Fan's family was the only one that would give such a literary name to a private club.

Gong Mochen's cold lips twitched slightly as he silently recited the poem.

The bodyguards at the door saw Gong Mochen walking up the stairs and immediately stood respectfully to welcome him. They had seen this God yesterday...

One of them ran to report to Yu Fan.

Yu Fan was dressed in a moonlight white Qipao. There was only a brush of ink bamboo drawn on the corner of the Qipao. She walked out gracefully, elegant yet charming, with a surprised smile on her face.

"Welcome, President Gong." She raised her hand to hold Gong Mochen's arm, but she stopped in mid-air and made an inviting gesture. "Please, President Gong!"

How noble this man was! She was afraid that she would dirty his clothes.

Gong Mochen followed Yu Fan into a luxurious single room and sat on the sofa.

Yu Fan personally brewed a pot of tea and placed it in front of Gong Mochen. "This single room is for my personal use. No guests have been here before, and the tea set is new."

Gong Mochen nodded lightly. "Thank you for your trouble."

"No, it's nothing compared to CEO Gong's kindness to me," Yu Fan said.

Gong Mochen picked up the teacup and took a sip. "The tea isn't bad."

The corners of Yu Fan's lips curled. "Mr. Sikong is still in the Constellation Room. Do you want to look for him?"

"No need. I'm just sitting here and drinking a cup of tea to clear my mind," Gong Mochen said.

"Okay, do as you wish. I won't disturb you." Yu Fan sat next to him obediently and didn't dare to say another word. She felt honored to be able to sit in the same room with such a man.

The people of the club were surprised when Gong Mochen just sat there for the whole night, the floating moonlight drifting into the early morning.

***

Li Ang got up in the morning and received a report from his subordinates. Sikong Jue and Gong Mochen had both spent the night in the same club...

He frowned. "You're saying the two of them stayed the whole night at that club?"

"Yes, Duke Li Ang. Are we going in to check if they met?" Li Ang's subordinate asked.

"Do you think you can find out just by going in? You don't have to go in. Keep an eye on them from the outside." Li Ang hung up the phone.

What kind of place was this club? A place that only dignitaries could enter... One had to be able to buy a card and have a certain level of popularity to get in. Obviously, his subordinates didn't have the qualifications to apply for a card, let alone go in.

He got out of bed to wash up. He still had a good show to give to Gong Mochen when he next saw him!

Qin Sheng saw Gong Mochen in the dining room. The man's face was dark, darker than usual, and her brows furrowed. He had never been angry with her for such a long time. No matter what mistakes she had made, as long as she acted coquettishly, he would forgive her.

She felt suffocated. After a silent meal, she walked out of the villa.

Gong Mochen and Li Ang followed her out, and two cars stopped in the courtyard.

Li Ang stood in front of his red sports car and smiled evilly. "Darling, get in the car!"

Gong Mochen said coldly, "Qin Sheng, get in the car!"

Qin Sheng stood between the two men and looked at them. Whose car should she get into?