Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Chapter 746: A Pretty Figure in the Darkness

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

As Fu Qinglun turned around, Grandma walked in.

Grandma had been residing at Castle Guding for more than ten years, and she was still a hale and hearty woman even in her old age. Although her hair had gone completely white, her face was filled with tenderness and love, which made her very likable.

Fu Qinglun walked ahead and extended his hand to support his Grandma. "Grandma, why are you here?"

Grandma sat on the sofa and pulled Fu Qinglun's hand lovingly. She could not get enough of this grandson of hers.

"Grandson, why did you take so long to take a call? Do you fancy the ladies downstairs?"

The Young Master of Castle Guding, who was already 30 years old, was not married yet and there were many ladies who coveted him. Grandma had organized a party and invited all kinds of ladies, but her grandson had shown scant interest in them.

He said that he was going to take a call, but he was gone for a very long time.

Fu Qinglun knelt in front of Grandma on one knee and held her hands. He smiled and said in a low voice, "Grandma, I don't fancy them."

Grandma promptly nodded her head, and as she was nodding, she observed Fu Qinglun's countenance carefully. "Yes, I feel they are not suitable for my beloved grandson as well. It's alright, there are still many other good ladies out there. Grandma will pick for you again."

"Grandma…"

Fearing that he would object, Grandma swiftly revealed a dejected expression. "Grandson, it's not that Grandma wants to rush you into marriage, but you are no longer young, and you don't even have a woman by your side. This is not normal."

As Grandma spoke, she nearly teared up. "Grandma does not have much time left. I only wish that I can see my great-grandchild before I pass on. Grandson, can't you fulfill Grandma's wish?"

"…"

Faced with such a dramatic Grandma, Fu Qinglun was at a loss for words.

Seeing that the man had softened in his attitude, Grandma pulled Fu Qinglun's hand and exited the room. "Let's go downstairs. Families with daughters have their doors trodden on by potential suitors. Our grandson cannot help but set hearts aflutter everywhere."

Fu Qinglun, "…"

…

The party was held at the castle. Many ladies from prestigious and influential families entered with an invitation card, and there were countless others who did not even have the opportunity to attend.

Even though Grandma had ended the party, the ladies were still sneaking peeks at Fu Qinglun and commenting on how handsome he was.

Fu Qinglun's handsome and refined face remained impassive. At this moment, he heard the mewing of a little cat.

Fu Qinglun looked down and saw a fat little cat nuzzling at his feet.

"Where did this cat come from?" At this moment, the butler of the Castle discovered the cat. "Men, bring this cat out. Don't let it dirty Young Master's shoes."

Fu Qinglun glanced at the butler. "No need."

Mew.

The little cat gazed at Fu Qinglun and mewed again.

Fu Qinglun stuck one hand into his trousers pocket and looked at the cat at his feet. It was a domestic cat, as it was wearing a pink lacy outfit, and there was even a pink bow on its head. It was most probably dressed by its owner.

It looked ridiculously cute.

Fu Qinglun curved his lips nonchalantly. The owner of this cat was clearly a young girl at heart.

"Where's your owner?"

Mew.

The little cat mewed.

Fu Qinglun's handsome features softened a little. "Have you lost your way?"

Mew.

The little cat mewed again.

At this moment, he heard a soft and sweet voice. "Uncle, this is my Flower."

Upon hearing this voice, Fu Qinglun promptly turned around and saw a little girl standing outside the castle.

The little girl was only about two or three years old and was blessed with exquisite looks. She was dressed in a pink princess dress and sequined shoes, and one could tell she belonged to the same family as the cat.

The little girl's eyes were as large as grapes. She looked at him in a child-like manner. "Uncle, could you hand Flower over to me?"

The little girl stood outside the main door and was unable to enter.

Fu Qinglun looked at the little girl, and then glanced at the cat at his feet. "This?"

"Mm." The little girl nodded.

Fu Qinglun hunched his broad body and wanted to pick the cat up.

Mew.

Flower gave a cry and ran into the castle immediately.

"Flower! My Flower!" The little girl panicked and tears promptly sprang to her big eyes. When she pouted her little mouth, a steady stream of tears flowed out.

Her hands were clenched into fists, and she was rubbing her eyes and crying. "My Flower, don't go… Boohoo…"

Flower was her best friend, and now Flower did not want her anymore.

When he saw the little girl crying softly, Fu Qinglun felt his heart twinge with pain, and he walked over.

The butler opened the main door and he stood in front of the little girl. The little girl only reached his shin.

He picked the little girl up. He had never touched such a small girl before.

The little girl was very light and soft as if her body was boneless. He was afraid of hurting her.

He used his calloused thumb to wipe the tears off the little girl's face and he frantically tried to coax her. "Don't cry… Flower has gone into Uncle's house. Uncle has already gotten someone to find it."

The little girl looked at Fu Qinglun with her pink lips quivering. "Really?"

"Mm." Fu Qinglun nodded and asked. "Where's your Dad and Mom?"

What was going to happen to the little girl if she lost her way?

"My Mama is working here. I don't have a Papa."

The little girl sobbed again when she mentioned that she did not have a Papa. Other little kids had Papa, and she was the only exception.

She wanted to have a Papa too.

Fu Qinglun felt that there were pricks of pain in his heart. What was this strange feeling? This was a stranger's child.

Perhaps he was thinking about the child he used to have. He had a child before, and was almost going to be a Papa, but he had lost that child.

If the child was still around, he or she would be a little older than this little girl.

He felt a remarkable tenderness in his heart when he was carrying this little girl.

"Little Lemon! Little Lemon!" At this point, an anxious voice could be heard.

"My Auntie is here," the little girl said.

Fu Qinglun looked up and saw a Filipino maid run over. "Little Lemon, how did you run over here? You scared me."

The Filipino maid carried Little Lemon. "Sir, thank you."

Fu Qinglun said, "It's alright."

At this moment, the butler carried Flower out, and Flower returned to the little girl's arms.

"Little Lemon, let's go back now. Your Mama is looking for you and she is very anxious." With that, the Filipino maid picked up Little Lemon and took her away.

As she left, Little Lemon looked at Fu Qinglun over the Filipino maid's shoulder and waved her hand. "Uncle, goodbye."

Fu Qinglun stuck one hand into his trousers pocket and looked at her.

Both of their figures moved further away till they reached a turn. At that moment, a pretty figure suddenly barged into his line of sight in the darkness.