Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

He only had her.

If she did not want him to, then where could he go?

There was a film of tears in Lin Shiyu's pretty eyes as she raised her eyes to look at the man. "Fu Qinglun, this is the end of us today. We can never go back to how things were in the past. Mom doesn't have much time left. Please don't appear and disrupt our lives again, I beg you."

Lin Shiyu forcefully pried off his long fingers from her hand.

Fu Qinglun refused to let go and was unwilling to do so. It was not just the mother and daughter who were in pain. He was also suffering.

He wanted to hold onto the delicate hand in his palm forever.

But his five fingers were pried off, one by one. She retracted her little hand, and did not glance at him at all before turning around to leave.

She entered the ward.

Fu Qinglun froze on the spot. He felt as if he had been abandoned by the whole world. The dim light along the corridor shone on his handsome shoulders, lengthening his shadow and leaving him in the darkness.

Collapsing onto the chair, his wispy fringe fell onto his forehead, shielding his eyes. He bowed his head and it was uncertain what he was thinking about.

Just then, two people walked over. Madam Fu and Rong'rong had arrived.

"Qinglun, why are you sitting here?" Madam Fu glanced at Fu Qinglun. The man's clothes were already wrinkled, and the water stains on his clothes were exceptionally obvious. The Young Master Fu who wielded control and influence over Karghalik had a penchant for cleanliness, and all his shirts would be ironed perfectly. How did he end up in such a state?

Madam Fu loved Fu Qinglun very much, but now she had Rong'rong. Rong'rong wanted to marry Fu Qinglun, and as a mother, she knew that Rong'rong was not compatible with Fu Qinglun because of her upbringing. But Rong'rong was her daughter after all. She loved both of them dearly. As a mother, what could she do?

At times, she selfishly thought that if Qinglun could marry Rong'rong, then the Fu family would be stabilized. She would have a son and a daughter.

But why didn't Qinglun cooperate with their arrangement?

Fu Qinglun glanced sideways at Madam Fu. He said in a low voice, "Madam Fu, good day to you."

He did not call her Mom anymore. He called her Madam Fu instead.

Madam Fu was visibly upset.

At this moment, Rong'rong spoke. "Brother Qinglun, Mom had raised you for so many years, how can you break her heart like this? Why can't you spare a thought for Mom? You left the Fu family and Fu Corporation just like that. Fu Corporation has already fallen in Fu Jingtong's hands. If you return home and marry me, you will still be part of the Fu family. You will still be the Young Master Fu who wields control and influence over Karghalik, and not be a penniless, worthless fellow like you are now."

Fu Qinglun coldly retracted his gaze. He did not even glance at Rong'rong. Everyone still urged him to marry Rong'rong.

He had been raised and nurtured by the Fu family all these years, and so they felt he should be obligated to marry Rong'rong.

If he did not marry her, he would break Mom's heart, and be seen as ungrateful.

If he did not marry her, he would be a penniless and worthless man.

So that's how it was.

All these years, he had been receiving the most traditional education and no one cared about what he wanted.

Fu Qinglun did not want to bother about them. He gently closed his handsome eyes. Rong'rong was so incensed she dug her fingernails into her palm.

She looked at the man. Even though he was in dire circumstances now, the aristocratic aura that he exuded was still as charming as usual. His facial features looked like they had been meticulously drawn by an artist. He was no longer aloof in his demeanor and he appeared more attractive and suave now, which made her heart flutter in desire.

Although he had been raised and nurtured by the Fu family all these years, the aristocratic aura he exuded was an inborn trait.

In addition, he possessed a high level of intelligence. He did not seem like an abandoned orphan at all.

Rong'rong's heart felt like it had been bitten by ants. She really wanted this man.

The Fu Corporation had fallen into Fu Jingtong's hands now, but Fu Jingtong was nothing compared to him. If he was willing to return to the Fu family, everything would still be his.

But he would rather wander outside aimlessly just for Lin Shiyu.

Was it worth it?

…

The next morning.

Mama Lin woke up. She lifted her blanket and got out of bed.

But she merely walked two steps before she felt a little dizzy. Just when she was about to fall, a large hand reached out and caught hold of her in the nick of time.

She heard a low, hoarse voice. "Mom, are you alright?"

Mama Lin was lifted to the bed. She raised her head and saw Fu Qinglun.

"Why are you here? Get out! I don't want to see you anymore!" Mama Lin spat out furiously.

Fu Qinglun did not leave. He knelt in front of Mama Lin on one knee. There was a sharp knife in his hand.

The sharp knife was gleaming coldly. Mama Lin turned pale. "You… what are you doing… you want to kill me?"

Fu Qinglun's handsome face was devoid of any expression. He looked down and placed the knife in Mama Lin's hands.

"Mom, I know you hate me, but I don't know what to do to atone for my mistakes. Shi'shi attempted suicide by cutting her wrist before, so now you stab me in the heart. I will use my life to repay for my mistakes. But, Mom…" Fu Qinglun raised his head. He gradually curved his dark red lips. "If I do not die, would you be able to forgive me and let me and Shi'shi be together?"

Mama Lin's breathing was harsh. He actually wanted her to stab him?

He was insane!

Mama Lin attempted to withdraw her hand. "Fu Qinglun, you don't have to do this. Are you putting up a ruse to gain my sympathy?

Putting up a ruse to gain sympathy?

He didn't know.

He didn't know anything anymore.

He only knew that if he wanted to be together with Shi'shi, he needed to earn their forgiveness.

Fu Qinglun grasped Mama Lin's hand and pushed the knife into his own heart inch by inch.

Mama Lin's eyes widened. The sound of the sharp knife entering his flesh made one hair's stand on end.

She saw with her own eyes the sharp knife being pushed into the man's heart. Soon later, blood seeped out and fell onto the floor together with the knife, forming a little pool of blood.

The blood continued to flow down like an endless stream of red.

Mama Lin was aghast. He was insane!

Fu Qinglun was insane!

Cold perspiration swiftly appeared on the man's forehead. His face was deathly pale. Within seconds, he collapsed straight onto the floor.

As he stared at the ceiling above, his eyes gradually became glassy. There was a voice in his mind. Do not die, do not die.

He did not want to die because he still wanted to be with Shi'shi.

He did not want anything in his life. The only thing he had ever wanted was Shi'shi.

He wanted to live and give her all of his love.

He needed to live.

…

Lin Shiyu had returned home to get some clothes. She placed her fair hand on the doorknob and wanted to push open the door to the ward.

At this moment, she heard a pleasant voice. "Lion."

Lin Shiyu turned around to see Fu Jingtong.

Fu Jingtong was wearing a black cashmere coat and looked every inch of the handsome young man he was. He was followed by a few bodyguards.

"Jingtong, why are you here?" Lin Shiyu's pretty eyes looked at him indifferently.