Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
His Adam’s apple bobbed, he couldn’t hold it in. He pinched her cheeks with his fingers.
It hurt!
Tears welled up in Lin Shiyu’s eyes.
She must have done it on purpose.
She wanted to seduce him.
Fu Rongrong wasn’t dense, she could tell that Fu Qinglun was suggesting something. There wasn’t anyone else but her in the room.
His words must have been meant for her.
Fu Rongrong looked at the man’s handsome yet nonchalant gaze, his expression had turned even more indecipherable.
His broad shoulders were enough to protect all the woman on earth. She wanted him so badly.
“Brother Qinglun, I like you. I’ve had feelings for you all along. All these years, I’ve been waiting for you and I want to be together with you. I want to be your woman…”
Fu Rongrong started getting more emotional as she continued, she stretched her legs out, wanting to walk beside Fu Qinglun.
But Fu Qinglun stretched his arm out, pushing the glass of warm milk off the desk and he shouted heartlessly, “Scram!”
Stunned, Fu Rongrong stopped as if she had been slapped. She couldn’t understand the man’s sudden change in attitude.
More than half of the milk was spilled on her dress and she was in an incredibly pathetic state. She looked at Fu Qinglun, only to see him giving her a cold-eyed stare, totally uncaring.
Fu Rongrong felt so wretched that she turned around and ran out of the room.
…
Now that Fu Rongrong had left, the room instantly quietened down.
Crouching down, Fu Qinglun carried Lin Shiyu out from under the desk. After pushing away the stuff on the desk, he placed Lin Shiyu on it.
There were two red marks on Lin Shiyu’s cheek as her skin was too delicate and he had been heavy-handed earlier on.
She knitted her brows, using all limbs to fight him. “Fu Qinglun, let go of me! I’m going to leave, you can go ahead and get in bed with Fu Rongrong!”
Fu Qinglun allowed her to pummel him, he squeezed himself between her legs and chuckled. “You’re jealous?”
“I’m not!”
“Little thing, you’re still unwilling to admit it.”
Fu Qinglun held onto the back of her head, planting his lips on her.
He had the intention to do so long ago, when she was hiding under the desk.
He wanted to kiss her so hard, until she couldn’t catch her breath.
Mm.
Lin Shiyu’s pupils dilated when she was suddenly kissed by him. His soft lips pressed heavily on hers before he opened his mouth, using her teeth to bite on her lips. He groaned in apparent displeasure.
Very quickly, he stretched his tongue out.
But Lin Shiyu didn’t allow him to do so, she pressed her hands on his lips and pushed him away.
Their lips just separated like that, Fu Qinglun furrowed his brows and his breathing was heavy. His breath, nose were all filled with her alluring scent.
But she wasn’t willing to do it.
He didn’t want to force himself on her and hurt her. They had many painful memories but also had good ones.
She was his first woman, she even had his baby once and saved his life when she was six years old. His life belonged to her.
He just couldn’t allow himself to hurt her.
There’s only one woman on earth who could make his heart ache so much. Only she could make him feel so worried and long for someone so badly, and at the same time, be so… untouchable.
He had hidden away the unforgettable love entanglement to the bottom of his heart as time passed. Three years later, once he saw her beautiful face, his feelings for her were still the same.
He was still attracted to her.
Even now, he was still holding onto her and their current position was extremely intimate. His lips raised into a sardonic smile. “If you’re okay with Fu Jingtong, okay with that Dear Darling, why aren’t you okay with me, hm?
“You were so heartless and brutal when you left me back then. It’s been three years, Lin Shiyu, you’re still f*cking mean to me.”
He cursed.
He cursed and said ‘f*ck’.
Lin Shiyu instantly lifted her eyes and glared at him. “Fu Qinglun, you’re not allowed to scold my mother[1.F*ck in chinese includes the character ‘mother’].”
“Ha.” He let out a chuckle.
A melodious ringtone sounded, someone was calling her.
It was the ‘Dear Darling’ again.
Fu Qinglun glanced at her cell phone, his lips pressed into a firm line.
Two fists landed on his shoulder. “Return me my phone!”
Fu Qinglun looked right in her eyes. “No.”
Lin Shiyu stretched her hand out, twisting his ear forcefully.
How dare she twist his ear?
Pah! Fu Qinglun slapped her butt. “Try it again?”
Lin Shiyu really twisted his ear again.
Fu Qinglun looked at her, speechless.
He gave in, bringing her phone to her.
She answered the call. “Hello.”
She actually answered the call right in front of him?
Fu Qinglun wanted to say something but he heard a familiar, sensual voice on the other end of the phone. “Shiyu, what are you doing? Why didn’t you pick up when I called you earlier?”
It was Tang Mo’er!
Lin Shiyu glanced at Fu Qinglun, his face had turned black.
Little Lemon was brought to the Capital and she was put under Tang Mo’er’s care. That was the reason why Tang Mo’er called using that phone number.
“Mo’er, I’m a little busy now. I’ll call you later when I’m free.”
“Okay.”
After hanging up the phone, Lin Shiyu looked at Fu Qinglun. “Hear that? That ‘Dear Darling’ isn’t a man.”
Fu Qinglun furrowed his brows. “You added Tang Mo’er’s contact as ‘Dear Darling’?”
“…”
Why was he focusing on that?
Lin Shiyu pushed him away to leave the room.
…
She had left.
Fu Qinglun sat back on the chair. He whipped out his cell phone and dialed a number.
The ringtone sounded once and he heard a deep voice. “Hello.”
Fu Qinglun pursed his lips. “Lin Shiyu added Tang Mo’er’s contact as ‘Dear Darling’, do you know about that?”
The other end of the phone was silent. One. Two. Three seconds later… Gu Mohan’s magnetic voice was heard. “It’s about time you looked after your own woman.”
“Bullshit! You should be the one to look after your woman.”
“Oh, I forgot. Lin Shiyu’s not even your woman anymore. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure to deal with my wife.”
Dudu, Gu Mohan hung up the call.
F*ck! Qinglun couldn’t help but curse when Gu Mohan hung up on him.
Gu Mohan had just shown off to him!
…
In the Capital.
Happiness Garden.
On the carpet in the living room, Tang Mo’er and Little Lemon were happily playing together. Tang Mo’er hadn’t seen Little Lemon in a while and she was kissing and having fun with Little Lemon. “Why is my Little Lemon still so light? Didn’t Little Lemon eat well when Mommy Momo wasn’t with you?”
Little Lemon held onto Tang Mo’er’s neck. “Mommy Momo, I did finish all three meals. If I don’t eat enough, Mommy would be worried, and Little Lemon wouldn’t want Mommy to worry.”
