“You’re trying to pry into our private matters?” Gu Mohan looked at Fu Qinglun with a devilish grin while smoking a cigarette.
“…”
Fu Qinglun felt the impulse to give him another kick.
But Gu Mohan’s expression gave him away. Fu Qinglun picked up the wine glass, downing the wine in one gulp.
“Don’t drink so much of this, it’s hard liquor,” Gu Mohan reminded him.
“Oh.” Fu Qinglun poured himself another glass.
The CEOs in the room were discussing their bed matters excitedly. “Listen to my advice, you must learn how to bully women, if not they will climb onto your head and step on you when you’re too nice!”
Gu Mohan narrowed his eyes, it was crowded on the other side of the room while he and Fu Qinglun’s corner was silent in contrast. But those beauties accompanying the CEOs all looked over in their direction. Those who kept silent in a bustling occasion were those who belonged to the high society, they were the ones who wielded real power.
Gu Mohan was turned off by the CEOs’ earlier words. If the best way to test if a woman really loved you was whether she would lower her head and give you a blowjob, just 200 dollars would be able to buy true love then.
What a joke.
With a sideward glance, Gu Mohan saw that Fu Qinglun held a wine glass as he swirled it around blankly. He drank the entire glass of wine in a gulp again.
He was definitely going to get drunk.
Gu Mohan stretched his hand, snatching the wine glass in Fu Qinglun’s hand over. “You’re that aggrieved?”
Fu Qinglun looked at him, somewhat displeased. “How did you even come to that conclusion?”
Gu Mohan smiled. “Lin Shiyu must have… bullied you all the time, am I right?”
“…”
He couldn’t be friends with Gu Mohan anymore!
Fu Qinglun got up to leave.
Gu Mohan asked from behind, “Where are you going?”
“Smoke.”
…
Along the corridor.
Fu Qinglun had a cigarette in his hand, smoking on it while the other hand was in his pocket. He slumped against the wall, stretching one leg out and the other was bent.
Two beauties walked past him and their gazes landed on him. Their eyes lit up once they noticed him.
The lights shone on his face, accentuating his defined facial features, he was just like a perfectly crafted artwork. He hadn’t unbuttoned his sleeves, they wrapped around his wrist, adding on to his charm.
“Handsome, would you like to treat us to some drinks?” A beauty couldn’t help but approach him.
Fu Qinglun lifted his eyes, giving the beauties an impassive glance.
“Scram.”
He just spat one word out.
The two beauties were infuriated by him. They just stormed away. “What a hypocrite, don’t have sex with women if you think so highly of yourself.”
Fu Qinglun slowly spat out a puff of smoke. There were countless women who would sleep with him, but he only had one woman in his mind.
He was reminded of the scene in Yi Foundation’s lobby, her smooth and supple skin underneath that black dress she wore that day…
His Adam’s apple bobbed and he licked the chapped areas of his lips.
When ‘Lin Shiyu’ seduced him just now, he had zero desires. But now that he was reminded of her, he could feel his entire body getting warm, he wanted her.
He really was bewitched by her.
His ringtone sounded. Taking out his phone to check, it was a call from Auntie Su.
“Hello, Sir. Where have you gone? Hurry up and come back, Young Master has woken up and started crying non-stop. He must be hungry.”
Fu Qinglun stood up straight, stubbing out the cigarette butt and he threw it in the bin. “Got it.”
…
In the room.
Auntie Su opened the room door and Fu Qinglun stepped inside. Little Shushu was crying his heart out in the pram so pitifully.
Fu Qinglun lifted Little Shushu up, holding him in his arms. Little Shushu looked at his daddy, pouting his lips as he sobbed aggrievedly.
“Sir, Young Master must be hungry. Let me get Miss Lin to come over.” Auntie Su turned around to leave.
“Don’t go to her, she doesn’t have any breastmilk,” Fu Qinglun said.
Auntie Su froze, she was perplexed. “Sir, what do you mean? Women will definitely produce breastmilk once they give birth, she can’t possible not have any.”
Fu Qinglun furrowed his brows, handing Little Shushu over to Auntie Su. “Feed him some water first, I’ll go and look for some milk.”
What did he mean?
Auntie Su was left in the room all perplexed, but the man had already left.
…
Along the corridor.
Fu Qinglun continued walking and when he was about to make a turn, a lithe figure appeared in front of him. It was Lin Shiyu.
She still had the black face veil on and it covered her face. She had come to look for Little Shushu, she knew that Little Shushu would definitely be hungry at this time of the day.
Seeing him, she froze, her eyes meeting with Fu Qinglun’s.
Their meeting was so sudden and she was caught off guard. The two stopped, Fu Qinglun’s gaze landing on her. Lin Shiyu averted her eyes, stretching her legs to walk past him.
But a large hand reached over, grasping her wrist with swift motion. His deep, husky voice resounded in her ear. “My son is hungry, he needs to be fed.”
Lin Shiyu could feel his warm body temperature just from his palm. He had an abnormally high body temperature, almost burning hot.
Those words…
She lifted her eyes to look at him.
Fu Qinglun’s gaze shifted down, landing on the curves on her chest. “Do you have milk?”
“…”
Lin Shiyu’s face stiffened under the face veil, she tried hard to retract her wrist. But she hadn’t managed to, Fu Qinglun swung his arm and flung her against the wall.
Bam! He supported himself with both hands against the wall, sandwiching her between himself and the wall. He leaned over, his wispy fringe slightly covering his eyes, his actions incredibly domineering.
This dignified gentleman had started acting like a thug. His handsome face got closer and she could smell the faint alcohol scent on his body. He had drank.
Was he drunk?
Placing both hands on his muscular chest, she tried to push him away.
“Just try pushing me again?”
The heated gaze he had when he looked at her seemed to be a warning.
Lin Shiyu’s lashes fluttered, she could feel something different about him today. He was dangerous.
Fu Qinglun lifted his hand, undoing the buttons in front of her chest. She had changed into a loose, white dress before coming to look for Little Shushu, since it was more convenient for her to feed him like that. The buttons were much easier to undo.
“You used to bully me all the time, I must bully you at least once tonight.”
What was he saying?
Lin Shiyu had no idea why he was behaving like this. She quickly pressed his hand, stopping him from undoing the buttons.
Fu Qinglun easily took her hands, holding them behind her. “Stop moving, my son is hungry. Let me see whether youー”
