Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

There was a flicker in Lin Shiyu's pretty eyes. The two of them had arrived at this point, and in addition, her mother was in ill health. She did not have any more capacity to think about their relationship.

But at this moment, she still felt that her heart was aching with a stinging pain, as if it had been pricked by a needle.

"Shi'shi, it's not possible between Fu Qinglun and you anymore. Fu Qinglun is now a penniless and worthless fellow. He cannot take care of you at all.

"I can command all the taxis in Karghalik not to fetch him and all the hotels in Karghalik not to take him in. He's a dog that has lost its home. I don't like to see you aching for him. If you do so, I will cause him more pain. Do you understand?"

One of Fu Jingtong's hands was placed on the steering wheel, and the other hand was grasping Lin Shiyu's pretty face forcefully.

Lin Shiyu was in so much pain that she grimaced and spat out two words. "Let go."

Fu Jingtong raised his eyebrows and released his hand.

The woman's skin was very delicate, and there were already two red marks from him squeezing her face. There were two more red patches on her pretty face, which made her look irresistible and Fu Jingtong was unable to stop himself from staring at her.

"Shi'shi, let's get married." He said suddenly.

Get married?

Lin Shiyu curved her red lips into a sneering smile. "Young Master Jingtong, you are going overboard and being shameless."

Fu Jingtong drove the car elegantly. "Shi'shi, you don't agree? It's alright, I know you will give in soon enough."

"…"

He was surely going to pull some tricks again. There was a cold gleam in Lin Shiyu's pretty eyes. She felt as if she was being pestered by a lunatic.

"I don't want to watch a movie anymore. Take me to see my Mom."

"Alright."

…

Fu Qinglun kept on chasing after the luxurious car. He did not know how long he had been running for. He only knew that Shi'shi was on that car and he wanted to stop it.

He had to reach her.

Finally, the luxurious car came to a stop.

Fu Qinglun gradually stopped in his tracks. His entire good-looking face was filled with cold perspiration. The wispy fringe on his forehead was dampened by his perspiration and shielded his eyes. He panted and looked at the car.

"My goodness, why is there so much blood on the road?"

"Sir, you are injured and your wound is bleeding nonstop!"

There were spots of blood on the entire stretch of road that Fu Qinglun had run on and it was a shocking sight. Good-hearted passengers had walked ahead to see whether he was okay.

Fu Qinglun's face was devoid of expression. He stared stiffly at the luxurious car.

Fu Jingtong alighted from the luxurious car first before opening the car door in a gentlemanly manner. Lin Shiyu stepped out of the car in her high heels.

"Shi'shi, let's go in." Fu Jingtong stretched his strong arm out to grasp Lin Shiyu's slender waist and led her into the apartment.

"Shi'shi!"

At this moment, a hoarse voice bellowed. It was Fu Qinglun.

He had used his entire strength to yell out her name.

Lin Shiyu gradually stopped in her tracks and turned around.

Fu Qinglun strode ahead and stood in front of her. He looked at her ravishing face and curved his white lips. "Shi'shi, it's your birthday today. I've not given you your present yet. This is for you."

Lin Shiyu lowered her luscious lashes. There was a ring made of green bristle grass laying in his palm.

During their three years of marriage, he had not given her any ring before and this was the first time.

"Shi'shi, do you like it? It's alright if you don't like it. It was too hectic today. I'll definitely give you a real diamond ring on your birthday next year."

With that, Fu Qinglun gripped her delicate hand. "Shi'shi, I believe that you do not like Fu Jingtong. Your taste in men is not like this. Fu Jingtong is only a sinister devil hiding behind a respectable mask. No matter how glamorous his clothes are, the desolation and jealousy in his heart cannot be concealed.

"Shi'shi, although I'm nothing now, give me a few years and I can give you more than what Fu Jingtong has given you."

Fu Jingtong 's handsome face became grim as he stood by the side and listened. The words 'sinister, devil, desolation and jealousy' made his eyes narrow in barely hidden anger.

Fu Jingtong exerted force on Lin Shiyu's svelte waist and squeezed her hard. He lowered his head and nuzzled her silky hair intimately. "Shi'shi, don't you want to see your Mom?"

Lin Shiyu furrowed her pretty brows lightly but she did not leave immediately. She stretched her fair hand out to take the ring made of green bristle grass from Fu Qinglun's palm.

Fu Qinglun's eyes swiftly revealed a tinge of joy. "Shi'shi…"

In the next second, Lin Shiyu raised her hand and immediately threw the ring into the field.

"Fu Qinglun, we are not children any longer and we have to face reality. Don't coax me with these childish things again.

"Look at the state you are in now. You are obsessed with a woman. You can't survive without a woman, can you? Everyone looks down on you. What do you have in you for others to regard you highly? You're no longer the Young Master Fu that I knew.

"If I were you, I would climb up from where I have fallen. Don't follow me anymore. Go away and leave Karghalik. Start your new life somewhere else."

With that, Lin Shiyu turned around resolutely and left.

Fu Qinglun froze on the spot. He looked as Fu Jingtong as she disappeared from his vision. His fists were clenched tightly and his handsome eyes became bloodshot.

…

At the hospital.

Fu Qinglun returned to his own room. The doctor promptly managed his wound. "Young Master Fu, you are risking your life. The stab from the knife narrowly missed your heart by only three millimeters and you nearly died. After you were saved, you ran out on your own accord. Look, the wound has split and I have to stitch it up again."

With that, the doctor looked at the nurse. "Bring the needle and thread over."

The nurse promptly brought the needle and thread over. The doctor was just about to stitch Fu Qinglun's wound when the telephone rang.

The doctor received the call. It was uncertain what the person on the other line was talking about but the doctor's expression changed.

"Fu… Young Master Fu, I've just received a message say… saying that I can't stitch your wound for you…" the doctor stuttered.

Fu Qinglun was sitting by the bed. His dampened fringe hanged down his forehead and covered his handsome eyes. His pale face was devoid of expression and his thoughts were unfathomable.

This hospital belonged to the Fu Family. Did it belong to Fu Jingtong?

No.

This hospital belonged to Madam Fu.

A frosty and self-derogatory smile played on Fu Qinglun's white lips.

It was as if being stabbed with a knife was not enough, he was also stabbed in the back.

He was being attacked in his weakest and most vulnerable state.

Just then, he heard a flurry of footsteps, and Madam Fu and Rong'rong appeared.

"Qinglun," Madam Fu called out to him.

Fu Qinglun did not look up at them. Instead, he stretched his fair fingers out to remove his hospital clothes.