Chapter 1025: Little Wench
What did he say?
He was going to see?
“Fu Qinglun!” Lin Shiyu promptly pushed him.
But Fu Qinglun’s long fingers grasped her flailing hands and pinned them on top of her head. He used his knee to force open her legs.
Lin Shiyu’s pretty eyes narrowed. This man was handsome, refined and a true aristocrat. He doted on her very much typically, but she had never imagined that he would use force on her.
And now he was exerting a lot of force on her, so much that she could barely move. For a man who was so handsome and refined, he surely did have a lot of strength.
“Hasn’t it ended?” Fu Qinglun asked in a hoarse voice. He could see that her period had already ended.
Lin Shiyu clamped her legs together subconsciously and she wanted to push his knee away. Such a position was too intimate.
Fu Qinglun bent down, gently kissed her red lips and coaxed her in his low voice, “Shi’shi, don’t you miss me? Don’t you want to do the homework that needs to be completed every night?”
The homework that needs to be completed every night…
Lin Shiyu thought of Grandma and Auntie gossiping downstairs about the bedsheets needing to be changed every day. Even the maids in Castle Guding could tell that Young Master and Young Madam were very attached to each other as newlyweds.
“Fu Qinglun, I think we can’t go on like this. This isn’t too good for our image.”
“Now you are saying that this isn’t too good for our image. Then why didn’t you say so when you ravaged me during our wedding night?”
“…”
Lin Shiyu was dumbfounded. This man still acted innocent despite him being the one receiving the pleasure!
Fu Qinglun straightened himself and stretched his hand out to tug her clothes. “Little liar, see how I’m going to punish you now.”
“Fu Qinglun, I really can’t!” Lin Shiyu pushed the man away and escaped into the bathroom.
She escaped.
Fu Qinglun looked at the tightly closed bathroom door and gradually frowned. He had initially thought she had pretended to reject him, but now he understood that she was really unwilling.
All these months, she had been the one taking initiative, presumably for Little Lemon’s sake. When night fell, both of them would not say a word, but she would allow him to bring her back to the room with just one glance.
Both of them would embrace each other to sleep after a whole night of intimacy. But now she seemed to have changed. She was unwilling now.
What was going on?
Fu Qinglun’s handsome features became somber and his black eyes glinted sharply and coldly.
She had gone out with Tang Mo’er and An’an to the cafe today, and she had become like this when she returned.
What had the three women talked about?
Fu Qinglun took out his cell phone and dialed a number.
The melodious ringtone rang once and the person on the other line picked up the call composedly. “Hello.”
Gu Mohan’s deep and magnetic voice came through the phone.
Fu Qinglun pursed his thin lips. “Ask your wife. What did she talk about to Shi’shi today?”
On the other side, the maid had opened the villa main door and Gu Mohan had just entered.
He held his cell phone to his ear with one hand and he unbuttoned his coat with the other hand before passing the coat to the maid. Gu Mohan was tugging the tie down from his neck when he heard Fu Qinglun’s displeased voice.
Gu Mohan frowned subconsciously and his handsome features became grim. He looked up and saw Tang Mo’er, who was already upstairs.
“Mo’er, what did you all talk about in the cafe today?”
Tang Mo’er had just reached upstairs and when she heard the question, she stopped in her tracks, looked at Gu Mohan and cocked her head. “We didn’t talk much, just that we ranked all of your abilities in bed.”
Now Gu Mohan’s brows were deeply knitted. Obviously Fu Qinglun also heard the reply over the phone.
Fu Qinglun frowned deeply too. “They are really too daring!”
Gu Mohan took out the earpiece and looked at Tang Mo’er squarely. “And so, what’s the ranking?”
“General Lu is first, Mr Gu is second, and Young Master Fu is at the bottom at third place.” Tang Mo’er replied honestly.
Upon hearing these words, Gu Mohan’s handsome face became frosty. He was very skeptical and unhappy with this ranking.
A thought suddenly struck Tang Mo’er. “I’ve forgotten to add my Dad to the list. My dad, Mr Lu, and General Lu are tied at first place. In that case, Mr Gu takes third place and Young Master Fu is at fourth place”
“…”
Gu Mohan pursed his lips coldly.
At this moment, Fu Qinglun’s deep voice came through the phone. “What’s the ranking like?”
Men would never concede defeat in such matters and they would always be very conscious of these rankings. Gu Mohan replied unabashedly, “I’m first and you are fourth.”
After speaking, he hung up the phone immediately.
He stuffed the cell phone into his pocket and strode upstairs. “Little wench, I’ve haven’t screwed you in days and you are really itching now, aren’t you?”
Tang Mo’er’s pristine eyes narrowed at seeing him come upstairs in a fit of anger. “Ah!” She shrieked softly and ran into the room.
Bam! She locked the door from inside.
Knock, knock, knock. The man rapped on the door furiously, producing a rhythmic yet oppressive sound. “Little wench, open the door!”
Tang Mo’er’s delicate back leaned against the door and shook her head vehemently. “I won’t open the door! I’m not a little wench either.”
He was the little wench. His entire family were little wenches! How infuriating! He actually scolded her.
“If I’m a little wench, then what are you?” Tang Mo’er asked huffily.
“Little wench’s master!” Gu Mohan replied.
“…”
Tang Mo’er was speechless. She continued to lean against the door, refusing to open it. “Mr Gu, what are you angry about? If you’re in third place, then so be it. I won’t despise you. Don’t be so petty. Are you thinking of punching me or what? If you dare to touch me, I will sue you for domestic violence.”
Gu Mohan stood by the door with his tie hanging loosely around his neck, exuding his charming aura. The woman’s tinkling voice could be heard from the room and he could tell she was full of resentment.
“Tang Mo’er, haven’t you any idea if I really rank third place?”
“Yes, and so the third place doesn’t discredit you. Be good, Mr Gu, third place is very good. There’s room for improvement.”
“…”
F*ck!
Gu Mohan stuck his hands at his waist and licked his dry lips. “Tang Mo’er, you’d better not let me catch you, if not you will never be able to see the sun tomorrow. I’ll bang you to death.”
Bang… to death?
She was startled by his words.
Tang Mo’er stood by the door and did not open it. Soon after, she did not hear any sound from outside. Gu Mohan was not there anymore.
He had left?
He had left just like that?
Was he going to pull any tricks?
Tang Mo’er made sure that the door had been locked. Then she walked into the room, took a set of pajamas and went to shower.
