Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Fu Jingtong smiled. “Lion, I’m here to fetch you.”
“Fetch me?”
“Yes, it will be your birthday in a few days’ time. I want to celebrate your birthday with you.”
Lin Shiyu subconsciously furrowed her brows. “Jingtong, there’s something I need to tell you. I don’t like you, and so you don’t have to look for me again in the future.”
With that, Lin Shiyu pushed open the door to the ward.
“Lion, don’t go in. Auntie is not inside. I’ve already taken Auntie away.” Lin Shiyu froze and wariness flashed across her pretty eyes. She looked at Fu Jingtong. “What do you mean you’ve taken her away? Did you kidnap her? And are you threatening me?”
“Shi’shi, I know you’ve seen the documents in my drawer. You should know that I like you. I’ve liked you for a very, very long time.”
That year, when Fu Qinglun saw the then ten-year-old Lin Shiyu at the Lin Residence, no one knew that Fu Jingtong was present too.
Fu Qinglun and he had seen and fallen in love with little Shiyu at the same time.
But he was not the eldest grandson, unlike Fu Qinglun.
Old Master Fu had two sons. He doted most on the youngest son, but because of the traditional system of inheritance, Old Master Fu had to give Fu Corporation and the riches of the Fu family to his eldest son.
His parents could only migrate overseas with him. Since young, he played music while conversely, Fu Qinglun was the Young Master of the Fu family since he was young and was influential in Karghalik.
As for Lin Shiyu, the girl that he liked, he had wanted to pursue her after she turned eighteen years old. But Fu Qinglun actually married Lin Shiyu against her will, and they even made salacious news on their wedding night.
Why was fate so unfair towards him?
How could he not harbor hatred towards Fu Qinglun?
The Fu family, the Fu Corporation and little Shiyu should all belong to him!
“Shi’shi, I like you, you can only be mine. Come with me. If not your Mom may… lose her life.” Fu Jingtong smiled.
Lin Shiyu looked at Fu Jingtong, and in that split second, she felt that his smile was sinister and twisted.
…
In the hospital ward.
The nurse pushed open the door and entered. A shrill cry ensued soon after. “Ah!”
The ward was empty, except for a man lying on the floor. There was a knife embedded in Fu Qinglun’s chest and he had lost consciousness.
He was lying in a pool of blood and his eyes were tightly shut. The bright red blood pooled into a narrow stream…
…
On the yacht.
Tang Mo’er returned to her room. She had taken a hot shower, and emerged wearing a set of spaghetti-strap lingerie.
She blew dry her hair and got into the bed.
As she was drifting in and out of consciousness, she suddenly heard some suspicious sounds. It sounded like someone was opening the door.
Tang Mo’er’s heart froze. Her fair hand gripped her cell phone and she held her breath.
At this moment, the door opened and a handsome, tall figure entered.
A flurry of footsteps could be heard. The black figure walked directly to her bed and lay on her body.
Tang Mo’er raised her hands and smashed her cell phone on the man’s head.
“Mo’er, it’s me!” Her fair wrist was grasped by a large hand, and she heard a familiar low voice.
It was Gu Mohan.
Tang Mo’er promptly turned on the lamp at the bedside table. The faint yellow light illuminated Gu Mohan’s attractive face.
“President Gu, when did you have such a fetish? Do you think it’s very exciting to sneak into a woman’s bedroom in the middle of the night?” Her clear eyes glared at him furiously.
Gu Mohan’s tall and handsome figure knelt by her side. He was wearing a clean white shirt, and two buttons had already been undone, revealing his sexy collarbones. “Mo’er, kiss me.”
He bent forward and kissed her red lips.
Tang Mo’er turned her head to evade his kiss. The man’s soft lips landed on her delicate face, and he began kissing her face.
“Gu Mohan, let go! If you don’t let go, I will report you for rape!” Tang Mo’er pummeled him vigorously with her fists.
Gu Mohan’s long fingers held her flailing hands and pinned them on top of her head. He laughed hoarsely while kissing her delicate face. “In order not to disappoint you, I will make this crime happen!”
“…”
His large hand held her steady, while the other hand tugged on the straps of her lingerie.
“Gu Mohan, let go of me. Don’t touch me! Tang Mo’er struggled vehemently.
But he would not budge at all. She buried her face into the pillow. His long fingers grasped her exquisite chin and bent down to kiss her red lips.
His lips smashed heavily onto hers, and his long tongue knocked against her teeth.
Tang Mo’er clenched her teeth tightly and refused to open her mouth.
Gu Mohan squeezed her cheeks forcefully to force her to open her mouth.
Tang Mo’er opened her mouth and his long tongue entered. Perhaps he had not kissed her for a long time, and when he managed to taste the sweetness of her, he let out a groan.
He groaned.
The low and irresistible sound echoed around the room and it was undeniably attractive.
Tang Mo’er’s delicate face was a mixture of red and white. She could taste the faint alcohol in his mouth. “Gu Mohan, have you been drinking?”
Gu Mohan pulled on the leather belt around his muscular waist. “Mm, I had a few glasses of One Night Stand.”
“One Night Stand”?
Tang Mo’er’s bright eyes narrowed. He had actually had this drink.
“How many glasses did you drink?”
“About seven or eight glasses. I didn’t keep track…”
He had drunk seven or eight glasses of One Night Stand?!
The man was insane!
Tang Mo’er lifted her slender legs and kicked him in the crotch. “Scram! Go look for Jun Xiyan to relieve your needs!”
Gu Mohan dodged with agility and did not let her kick his crotch, but her kick landed on his muscular thigh.
He knelt down and stared at her with his deep and narrow eyes.
He had consumed a copious amount of alcohol, and there was a tinge of seduction in his deep and narrow eyes. The belt around his muscular waist was tugged off and his zipper was also undone, revealing his black boxer shorts. He looked eager.
Now his handsome face was somber and he looked at her in displeasure.
“Mo’er, I haven’t consummated my marriage with Jun Xiyan yet. You still want me to look for her?”
Tang Mo’er was stunned for a while. He had not touched Jun Xiyan?
“Mo’er, I want to hear you speak. Do you want me to find Jun Xiyan? If you say yes, I will go immediately.”
Tang Mo’er laid on the soft bed. A few seconds later, she said, “Yes.”
She wanted him to look for Jun Xiyan.
When this word landed, there was a heavy silence around the room. Gu Mohan’s bloodshot eyes glared at the woman. He wished he could have strangled her then and there.
So that was how it was.
Soon after, he rose and left the room. There was a deafening sound as he slammed the door hard to express his fury.
He left.
He had gone to look for Jun Xiyan.
Tang Mo’er’s luscious lashes quivered and then she closed her eyes eyes.
