Chapter 807 - You Have a Daughter?
Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The sudden call disrupted the atmosphere of the room.
Fu Qinglun knit his handsome brows in mild displeasure. Although he did eventually release Lin Shiyu, he continued pressing on her, kissing the rest of her body.
With both hands released, Lin Shiyu quickly grabbed her cell phone. She wriggled around trying to get free of him but he was too heavy. âFu Qinglun, go away.â
Her clear, beautiful voice was filled with slight rebuff, and sounded extremely sweet.
Ignoring her, Fu Qinglun buried his face in her long, wavy hair, as he inhaled her alluring fragrance. He pressed his lips against her ear and murmured, âI want to do it so badly...â
Lin Shiyu was speechless.
His brain was being taken over by his desires!
Lin Shiyu picked up her phone and received the call. âHello.â
âHello, Mama,â Little Lemonâs sweet voice rang out from the other end of the call.
Lin Shiyu froze, and Fu Qinglunâs breathing halted as well.
Mama...?
This sweet voice reverberated in Fu Qinglunâs ear. He propped himself up on his strong arms and looked at the woman underneath him.
But Lin Shiyu knew that he had already heard it. She comforted Little Lemon softly, âMommy is busy now, Iâll call you back, alright?â
âAlright, Mama, give me a kiss,â Little Lemon requested.
Lin Shiyu hung up the phone after giving Little Lemon a kiss over the phone.
A few long fingers grabbed her shoulders and flipped her over. âYou have a daughter? Did you give birth to her?â
Fu Qinglun couldnât believe it.
This situation was too unreal. They had a child together once before as well, but that child had been miscarried. From then on, her body had been plagued with issues and she miscarried easily. How was it possible that she had a daughter?
Lin Shiyu gave at the man above her and nodded. âYes, I have a daughter. I gave birth to her.â
Fu Qinglunâs hands pressing against the bed curled into fists. âHow old?â
âThree years old.â
She spoke the truth without hiding anything.
Three years old?
Fu Qinglunâs deep cold eyes turned bloodshot. Three years old. That corresponded exactly to the year he left.
That year, she had abandoned him and gotten married to Fu Jingtong.
This child couldnât possibly be his. He hadnât touched her for a long time then, and she had been unwilling as well. She had refused to even spare him a look. The times after Fu Jingtong had sent him to jail were the most pathetic and painful times in his life.
He found it unbearable to look back on his past.
This child was Fu Jingtongâs?
âHa.â Fu Qinglun forced a sarcastic laugh out of his throat. âI was mad to have returned to look for you. How self-deprecating was I that I couldnât forget you even after all this time!â
With that said, he turned to leave, bringing with him anger and murderous intent.
âI was mad to have returned to look for you... How self-deprecating was I that I couldnâtâ forget you after all this time...â
These two sentences circled relentlessly in Lin Shiyuâs ears. It was as though a small stone had been dropped into the calm waters of her heart, creating ripple after ripple.
The three years that they were apart seemed to have been filled instantly by these two sentences.
When she finally raised her eyes, he was already heading towards the door, ready to leave.
Should she tell him about Little Lemon?
At this moment, she decided to tell him.
Little Lemon was sick. She couldnât be so selfish. Fu Qinglun was her dad.
âFu Qinglun, wait... I have something to tell you...â Lin Shiyu said as she ran up to him, her fair hands grabbing onto his shirt sleeve.
But before she could say anything else, he flung her away hard. âGet lost! Donât touch me!â
Lin Shiyu was caught unawares by his strong push and knocked onto the wall.
With a bang, her forehead hit hard against the wall.
Hiss.
Lin Shiyu vision turned black with the pain. Her legs gave way and she fell onto the carpet.
As Fu Qinglun looked at her, he felt as though a large arm was squeezing his heart strongly. He felt so pained he could hardly breath.
He didnât do it on purpose.
He never meant for her to get hurt.
He had loved her for many years. Other than her, there had been no other women in his life.
But this woman had hurt him too badly.
She even had a child with another man.
What about his child?
The miscarried child would forever be a source of pain in his heart, a permanent regret. He had never forgotten. He could never forget.
But it turned out that he was the only one that could not forget. She had long forgotten.
He had it all planned out. It was fine if she was unable to have a child, and he didnât particularly love children. He could adopt one if his grandma really wanted a grandson.
But this was all a joke.
He was such a joke!
So be it.
His hands slowly curled into fist, then uncurled again. He looked at Lin Shiyu with bloodshot eyes and said coldly, âLin Shiyu weâre over. Donât ever touch me again. You really disgust me.â
With that, Fu Qinglun left the room.
...
Outside of the room, the lady boss had no words, and she was secretly rejoicing in her heart. She wondered if this man had been serviced well. She was about to earn big money again.
At this moment, she heard a set of steady footsteps. Fu Qinglun was out.
Once out of the room, Fu Qinglun put on his black windbreaker. His butler and personal assistant followed behind him, and his expression was as cold as ice. His windbreaker shuffled as a gust of cold wind blew at him.
âSir, how was it? Did the lady service you well?â The lady boss ran forward quickly to try and claim credit.
But two blackclad bodyguards stopped her immediately.
What was the meaning of this?
âSir...â
Fu Qinglun walked over to the lady boss without stopping, and walked straight out of the main hall. His deep, cold voice rang out. âGet rid of this place and demolish it. I never want to see it again.â
âYes, Young Master!â
What, demolish?
The lady boss sat onto the ground in shock. She wanted to cry but the tears wouldnât come. What misfortune had befallen her! She had just sent one monster away, and now there was another one. But she never would have thought that this man was basically... the god of plague!
He was even better than the previous man. As though just trashing the place wasnât enough, he wanted to demolish it!
The lady boss had no words.
...
In the room.
Fu Qinglun had left. Lin Shiyu was still on the carpet, her vision black. She couldnât get on her feet.
Ever since she had given birth to Little Lemon, her body condition had gotten worse. She had put all her time and effort these three years into taking care of Little Lemon and hadnât had time to strengthen her body.
Her pale hands rubbed her forehead, which was already starting to swell.
He had flung her hard just now.
Lin Shiyuâs eyes suddenly reddened. She hadnât really felt wronged, but now the feelings of injustice and unfairness rushed out in her.
The melodious ringtone of the cell phone sounded. She had another incoming call.
It should be Little Lemon again.
She had promised to call her back later. Little Lemon loved her mom, and would only feel safe after hearing her voice every night.