Fu Qinglun’s face darkened when he heard Leo’s words. “I think you’re the one who should let go!” With that, he suddenly clenched his hands tighter, squeezing Lin Shiyu’s wrists harshly.
Hiss.
Lin Shiyu furrowed her brows in pain.
Leo was a tall and handsome mixed-blood. He was also the heir to his family’s business and had received the best education, so was a gentleman. Seeing Lin Shiyu in pain, his expression changed and he commented dryly, “Sir, you’re hurting Shiyu!”
Fu Qinglun’s gaze landed on Lin Shiyu’s beautiful face. She was turning paler and paler. It was obvious that he was hurting her. His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly let go of her wrist.
Leo stepped forward and asked with concern, “Shiyu, are you alright?”
Lin Shiyu shook her head. “It’s nothing.”
“Let’s go then.”
Leo was about to leave with Lin Shiyu. But before he could even take two steps, a solid fist came flying at him. Leo couldn’t dodge in time, and Fu Qinglun’s fist hit him square in the face. He fell onto the ground.
“Ah!” Someone screamed. “Help, someone is fighting here!”
The situation was in a mess.
Lin Shiyu’s clear eyes narrowed and she stood in front of Leo. “Fu Qinglun, what are you doing? We’re at someone’s wedding banquet. Don’t start a fight here!”
She put herself in front of Leo. She was actually protecting Leo. Fu Qinglun felt the blood rushing to his head. He stepped forward and grabbed Leo’s collar, giving him another punch.
Leo wasn’t someone to be trifled with as well. He got up and returned the attack. Fu Qinglun and he started attacking each other.
But Leo still wasn’t Fu Qinglun’s match. In a split second, he was beaten black and blue by Fu Qinglun.
Fu Qinglun was fighting him seriously. If this went on, Leo would be beaten to death by him!
“Fu Qinglun, stop it!” Lin Shiyu pulled on Fu Qinglun’s sleeve strongly.
Fu Qinglun blood was still boiling. He flung her away and said, “Go away!”
Lin Shiyu was flung away hard. She staggered a few steps back and fell onto the floor.
With a loud thud, her forehead hit against the sharp corner of the table. Blood immediately started trickling from her head.
Lin Shiyu felt her head spinning. Little Lemon had been born premature, and she had lost a lot of blood giving birth to her. While other mothers were recovering after their pregnancies during the confinement period, she was crying at the window edge.
These three years, she had been both mentally and physically exhausted from taking care of Little Lemon, so had never recovered, and she had contracted many illnesses during her confinement period.
She started breaking out in cold sweat from the immense pain. She reached over and pressed on her wound.
“Stop fighting, Miss Lin is hurt!” Someone called out.
Fu Qinglun suddenly froze. He quickly looked back, and saw Lin Shiyu on the grass, fresh blood flowing down her pale face.
She was hurt! He had hurt her!
Fu Qinglun threw Leo aside and ran over to Lin Shiyu. He went down on one knee and checked her wound worriedly. “Where are you hurt? Is it serious? Let me see!”
With a loud smack, Lin Shiyu slapped his hands away.
She raised her cold eyes and looked at him. “Are you done? I don’t have that kind of relationship with Leo. Don’t think of him that way with that dirty mind of yours. Even if I did have a relationship with Leo, it’s none of your business!”
Fu Qinglun froze. He felt a sense of unspeakable bitterness and sadness welling up from within.
Her forehead was wounded and the fresh blood made her face look as pale as a sheet of paper. He clenched his hands into fists, wanting to give himself a punch. What had he done?
He had hurt her!
“Shiyu, are you alright?” At this moment Leo walked over. He took out a handkerchief and helped her wipe the blood off her face, then applied pressure to it.
Lin Shiyu shook her head. “It’s nothing.”
She braced her pale hands against the ground and prepared to get up, but the moment she did, her foot slipped.
“Shi’shi!” Fu Qinglun reached out to catch her.
But Leo was faster, and had already carried Lin Shiyu up into his arms.
At this moment Tang Mo’er ran over. “Shiyu, what’s wrong? Why are you injured? Who hurt you?”
Leo threw Fu Qinglun a look. “Him!”
Tang Mo’er gasped. “Young Master Fu, do you not have any conscience? Shiyu suffered so much giving birth to Little Lemon and has endured so much hardship. You don’t even know anything, and now you dare hurt Shiyu? What’s wrong with you?!”
“Mo’er,” Lin Shiyu said softly as she tugged on Mo’er’s shirt sleeve, “Forget it, don’t say anything else. I feel very dizzy, help me take care of Little Lemon. There are a lot of people here, don’t let her run free.”
“Little Lemon is with Niuniu right now. Don’t worry, Niuniu knows how to take care of his little sister. Shiyu, go in quickly. I’ll get a doctor to bandage this for you.”
With that, Tang Mo’er took Lin Shiyu and Leo, and left.
Fu Qinglun stood there alone. He looked at the retreating figures of the three of them slowly get further, and his handsome face became more and more gloomy.
At this moment, a round of applause rang out. “Won the fight but lost the woman. Fu Qinglun, you have a promising future.”
Fu Qinglun looked sideways. Gu Mohan was here. And looking at him with an expression of amusement.
Seeing his irritating face, Fu Qinglun’s expression darkened and he walked forward, kicking Gu Mohan. Gu Mohan dodged to the side and raised his handsome brows. You missed.
Fu Qinglun was speechless.
…
In the room.
The doctor treated Lin Shiyu’s wound, and gave her a saline drip for her dizziness.
Tang Mo’er stroked Lin Shiyu’s small hands. “Shiyu, your hands are so cold. I’ll turn the heater on, hang on, let me find you a hot water bottle.”
It was already autumn and the nights were cold. Ever since Lin Shiyu gave birth to Little Lemon, she was easily susceptible to the cold. In late autumn, her hands would be as cold as ice.
“Mo’er, I want to leave the Capital with Little Lemon in the next two days and stay somewhere overseas.”
Mo’er nodded. “That’s good as well. I’ll visit you and Little Lemon when I’m free. Shiyu, rest for a while. I’ll go get the hot water bottle.” Tang Mo’er pulled the blankets over Lin Shiyu and left.
Outside the room, a tall and straight figure was standing outside the room. It was Fu Qinglun.
Seeing Tang Mo’er come out, he asked her, “How is Shi’shi?”
Tang Mo’er glared at him angrily and hissed, “If not for you, would Shi’shi have gotten hurt? She will be leaving with Little Lemon in these two days. You’ll never see the two of them again in the future!”
What?
Fu Qinglun furrowed his eyebrows subconsciously. His thin lips were pressed tightly into a straight line.
Tang Mo’er walked away.
Fu Qinglun stood silently outside the room for a few seconds before pushing open the door and entering the room.
The room was extremely quiet. Lin Shiyu was lying on the bed, already asleep.
Fu Qinglun walked over to the bed. He bent his head and looked at her beautiful face, and at her wavy hair cascading down around her, which made her look especially tired and fragile.
