Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Lin Shiyu felt ridiculed after hearing his words and she replied sarcastically, “Mr Fu, given I am apparently lacking in my etiquette, may I ask how a high class socialite like Lu Qi’er would express ‘peeing’ in a sophisticated manner?”
“Don’t drag Qi’er into this,” Fu Qinglun said without a stutter. “Your first present ever since your return was a divorce agreement delivered by someone else. Mrs Fu, where did you learn to be so brazen?”
He wouldn’t have even seen her if it wasn’t for Gu Mohan’s call informing him of her whereabouts.
He had rushed over from a meeting with the higher-ups.
Lin Shiyu snorted with laughter, this man was really… forget it. Originally she was planning to forget about his protectiveness over Lu Qi’er, but could he be any more defensive? She almost felt touched seeing him behave like that at the mere mention of a woman’s name.
“Our divorce is merely a legal formality and I am not even asking for an alimony, why do we even need to see each other?” Lin Shiyu walked over and stood beside Fu Qinglun after speaking. She moved closer towards him and looked right into his handsome face. “Could it be that Mr Fu wants to… have sex with me before our breakup?” Her voice was a breathless whisper.
Sex before their breakup?
Was she going to continue with such shameless talk? Fu Qinglun’s cold eyes seemed to become even more unpleasant.
“It’s fine if you don’t want it, I’ll take my leave first. I hope Mr Fu will sign the divorce agreement as soon as possible.” Lin Shiyu said before leaving.
Her white bodycon dress had a high slit, the slit was a little too high and the fair skin of her thighs was exposed whenever she moved her legs. Fu Qinglun was observant and caught more than a passing glimpse.
He stretched out a hurried arm and held on to her thin wrist tightly. He questioned her forcibly with a deep and low voice, “Mrs Fu, what are you wearing underneath that dress?”
Lin Shiyu was getting impatient as Fu Qinglun disrupted her plans to leave the place. Her tiny and innocent-looking face exuded indifference and she asked, “Mr Fu, what is it that you want? Why are you persisting in troubling me with such a question?”
Fu Qinglun swung his arm and swung her up against the counter.
Her delicate back had hit the counter and Lin Shiyu’s tiny face seemed to be even more displeased as she held herself upright. He pressed his 1.87 meter body against hers all of a sudden and held on to her tiny waist with one large palm.
“Lin Shiyu, how dare you leave the house without wearing any underwear!” Fu Qinglun shouted as he stared at her with his flashing eyes.
She was his Mrs Fu, he felt cuckolded by her when she behaved like that!
This was the first time he had called her by her name. Lin Shiyu raised her eyebrows and whispered, “I am wearing underwear.”
She then smirked suggestively, though her voice was indifferent. “Mr Fu, female stars typically wear something called a thong when dressed in a bodycon dress. Surely you know that. Are you trying to play dumb so that you can continue pestering me and discuss such an intimate topic in more detail?”
Lin Shiyu pushed him away and supported herself on the counter with her two fair looking hands. She lifted her heels and stepped on his black trousers while saying, “Young Master Fu, it’s been three years since we last saw each other. You’ve definitely improved your flirting skills.”
Fu Qinglun’s veins on his handsome face were visibly twitching, his throat was burning as though it had been raked through with hot charcoal.
They were not going to end their meeting that quickly since it was the first time he had seen her since they separated three years ago. Absence only made his heart grow fonder towards her. The honeyed lips and the fluttering of the lashes across her eyes was both sweet and distracting. However, he knew that she was only teasing him.
Not a single smile graced her beautiful face while she teased him.
Other women were the most attractive whenever they smiled, but she was not like that. On the contrary, she was the most charming with her poker face and cold disregard towards everyone.
He didn’t know why he had lost control on their wedding night three years ago, it was probably because he had caught sight of her beautiful legs.
He liked her legs very much. Possibly too much.
Flirting?
Ha, he was amused by her words. Was there even a need for him to flirt with her?
She was his woman!
