Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Fu Qinglun’s handsome face darkened even further, as if someone had owed him a few billion dollars!

He had already known last night that she had a daughter, but he did not know that her daughter was actually so pretty and adorable!

“Mama, this is my favorite Uncle.” Little Lemon bubbled as she tugged on Lin Shiyu’s hand happily.

Lin Shiyu was speechless.

She really wouldn’t have imagined that the Uncle that Little Lemon liked was Fu Qinglun. How did they even cross paths?

And now she was on a date with Fu Qinglun!

Perhaps this was due to their blood ties. He was Little Lemon’s Papa, and that was why Little Lemon liked him at first glance.

At this moment, she heard a charismatic voice. “Little Lemon, don’t you have a Papa?”

This question was posed by Fu Qinglun.

Fu Qinglun narrowed his deep and dark eyes. There was a sharp, cold glint in them. He remembered that Little Lemon had mentioned before she did not have a Papa.

Lin Shiyu’s heart thumped. She heard Little Lemon’s childish voice. “Little Lemon doesn’t have a Papa.”

Upon saying that, Little Lemon smiled. “Does Uncle like my Mama? My Mama said that if Uncle likes her, then Uncle can be Little Lemon’s Papa.”

Does he like her Mama?

Fu Qinglun raised his handsome face and looked towards Lin Shiyu. A derisive smile played on his lips. “Little Lemon, your Mama is so pretty. Of course Uncle likes your Mama.”

“That’s wonderful! Uncle can be Little Lemon’s Papa!” Little Lemon was ecstatic.

Lin Shiyu looked at Fu Qinglun, who was also looking in a sneering and mocking manner. It was obvious that he had said it intentionally.

He wanted to make things difficult for her and land her in an awkward predicament. He did not harbor genuine feelings towards Little Lemon.

Little Lemon was too naive and innocent. She really thought that he could be her Papa.

It was as if a tub of cold water had drenched her from head to toe. Lin Shiyu clenched her fists. “Little Lemon, sit here for a while. Mama is going to the washroom.”

…

In the washroom.

Lin Shiyu splashed her face with cold water. She looked at her own reflection in the mirror. Her face was very pale and her skin was cold.

Turning off the tap, she exited the washroom.

At this moment, she saw a handsome figure along the corridor. Fu Qinglun was here. He stuck both hands into his pockets and leaned indolently against the wall.

Lin Shiyu walked ahead and ignored him.

At this juncture, the man stuck out his long leg and blocked her way. “Lin Shiyu, does Fu Jingtong know that you have brought Little Lemon out on a date?”

Lin Shiyu raised her pretty eyes and looked at him impassively. “What has this got to do with you?”

“Ha.” Fu Qinglun curved his dark red lips. “You are now Fu Jingtong’s wife in the eyes of the law, and so I don’t really understand your intention of coming out on a date. Are you looking for a stepfather for Little Lemon, or you want to make Fu Jingtong a cuckold?”

His words were cold and jarring on the ears.

Initially, she did not know that she and Fu Jingtong had obtained their marriage certificate. But he was right, at this moment, she was still Fu Jingtong’s wife. And Little Lemon was Fu Jingtong’s daughter in the eyes of the law.

If Fu Jingtong realized the truth about Little Lemon, he would surely snatch Little Lemon away. Now the safest way was to hand Little Lemon over to Fu Qinglun while she devised a plan to divorce Fu Jingtong.

Lin Shiyu had always been rational, firm and decisive. She looked squarely at Fu Qinglun. “Young Master Fu, are you fond of Little Lemon?”

Upon hearing this question, Fu Qinglun arched his brows. “What do you mean?”

She was asking him whether he liked her daughter or not. Both of them were adults and another meaning was embedded in this question.

Little Lemon said that she did not have a Papa, and it was evident that Little Lemon did not have any feelings towards Fu Jingtong.

He grasped her slender wrist and gave it a forceful tug. Lin Shiyu fell into his broad embrace. Her forehead knocked against his chest. Hiss. She groaned in pain immediately.

“Are you hurt? Let me have a look.”

Fu Qinglun promptly lifted her up and checked on the bruise on her forehead.

Last night, he had exerted too much force and she was flung against the wall, which resulted in a large bump forming on her forehead. Although the swelling had gone down, there was still a bruise.

She was worried that Little Lemon would see her bruise, and thus she had used her wispy fringe to conceal it.

Now that she had knocked against his hard chest, the bruise was red again from the impact.

She looked even more pitiful now that she was injured. He could clearly see her luscious lashes, and each strand was as beautiful as a little fan. She had a delicate nose and red lips. From such a close distance, her features looked like they had been exquisitely drawn by an artist. She was a ravishing beauty.

What was the point of being born beautiful? Her beauty only served to bring trouble to others! And if that wasn’t bad enough, she had even given birth to such an exquisite-looking daughter, which brought even more trouble!

Of course he liked Little Lemon! What kind of question was that?

“It’s red. I’ll rub it for you.” He extended his large hand to rub her forehead gently.

“No need…” Lin Shiyu moved.

“Don’t move!” Fu Qinglun held her svelte waist and trapped her in his arms.

Lin Shiyu’s lashes quivered upon smelling his clean, masculine scent from his body. “Fu Qinglun, are you fond of Little Lemon? If you like her, then I’ll tell yー”

“I’m not fond of her,” Fu Qinglun interjected.

I’m not fond of her…

Lin Shiyu froze upon hearing these words. She looked up at him dazedly. He did not like Little Lemon?

Fu Qinglun curved his dark red lips. “I’m not fond of Little Lemon, unless…”

Unless she divorced Fu Jingtong and got together with him, along with Little Lemon.

He felt that he was insane. He even wanted the daughter that she had given birth to with another man.

But before he could complete his sentence, he heard a familiar voice. “Shi’shi, what are you talking about with Big Brother?”

Lin Shiyu glanced sideways. Fu Jingtong was here.

And most importantly, Fu Jingtong was carrying Little Lemon. Sh*t!

Fu Jingtong looked at Fu Qinglun and smiled. “Big Brother, Little Lemon has to call you Uncle. How can you say that you don’t like Little Lemon? Little Lemon must be so upset now.”

Fu Qinglun immediately looked at Little Lemon. Little Lemon forcefully tugged on her white T-shirt and pouted her pink lips. There was a film of tears in her large, dark eyes. She looked like she was moments from bursting into tears.

But Little Lemon did not cry. Her pitiful expression of holding back her tears broke Fu Qinglun’s heart.

In that instant, Lin Shiyu’s expression changed. She pushed Fu Qinglun away, promptly ran over to Fu Jingtong and took Little Lemon into her arms.

Little Lemon returned to her Mama’s embrace. She wrapped her little hands around her Mama’s neck and buried her head in Mama’s hair. Since she had been young, this had been her way of protecting herself.