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Fu Qinglun met Leng Yan on the way to look for Lin Shiyu.
"Mr Smithson, who are you looking for?"
Fu Qinglun scanned the surroundings and furrowed his brows. "Where's Miss Lin?"
"Miss Lin seems to have gone to the washroom."
Fu Qinglun walked away. "Thank you."
At this moment, many female celebrities crowded over. Everyone looked at Fu Qinglun's slender figure, their faces filled with infatuation and admiration. "Leng Yan, was Mr Smithson talking to you just now? Are you guys getting married soon?"
Leng Yan smiled. "Don't spout nonsense. I have nothing to do with Mr Smithson. He's already married."
Hiss.
Everyone gasped. "What? Mr Smithson is married? Who's his wife? "
"Lin Shiyu."
Oh God.
…
Along the corridor.
Fu Qinglun walked towards the washroom. At this moment, the door to the ladies' washroom opened and a pretty figure appeared.
'Lin Shiyu' came out.
Fu Qinglun looked at the pretty face and gradually curved his dark red lips. "Why are you in the washroom for so long?"
'Lin Shiyu' lifted her hand to tuck a lock of hair behind her ear. Her voice was clear and charming. "You're looking for me … for something?"
"I wanted to ask you out for a meal. I'm not sure if you're free."
"Then … alright."
Fu Qinglun's eyes were filled with tenderness and he left with 'Lin Shiyu'.
…
In the washroom.
Lin Shiyu gradually opened her eyes. The bright light above her head shone in her vision and she slowly stood up.
She felt weak all over and supported herself with her hands by the washroom counter. She lifted her eyes to look at her own face in the mirror.
She suddenly recalled the face she saw before she fainted. It was exactly the same as hers.
What had happened?
She had a bad feeling about this.
At this moment, the washroom door was pushed open and a man in his thirties barged in. He stretched his hand out to pull her. "Wife, let's go home."
Wife?
Lin Shiyu dodged to the side. She suddenly furrowed her pretty brows and wanted to speak.
But in the next second, her pupils suddenly narrowed.
She couldn't make a sound.
Raising her hands to protect her throat, she tried her best to speak, but nothing came out.
She couldn't even speak.
The man looked at Lin Shiyu's beautiful face and his eyes flashed with evil and greed. He pounced over and covered her face with a black veil.
Just as Lin Shiyu was about to retaliate, a sharp knife pressed against her back. "Don't move, or I'll make sure you bleed on the spot."
Lin Shiyu instantly stopped moving.
"Little beauty, someone has sold you to me as my wife. Now, obediently leave this building with me. There's a van waiting downstairs. I'm going to take you back to the mountain to be my wife, haha!"
The man pushed Lin Shiyu out.
Lin Shiyu was being held hostage. Other than her pale face, she was still calm and composed. Her pretty almond-shaped eyes were overflowing with a cold glint. She was waiting for an opportunity to strike.
At this moment, a few flower girls walked over. The one at the front was Leng Yan.
Leng Yan raised her head and looked over.
Lin Shiyu and her eyes met.
"Wifey, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have hit you. Come home with me and live a good life." At this moment, the man spoke.
The few flower girls could tell that the man was from the mountainous area and knew how to use domestic violence. One of them tugged at Leng Yan and said in disdain, "Leng Yan, stand over here. Don't touch that couple."
Leng Yan stood to the side, wanting to avert her gaze.
But at this moment, Lin Shiyu blinked at her. She blinked once, twice, thrice …
Leng Yan's gaze froze.
Both sides brushed past each other. Leng Yan turned back to look at the pretty figure. Her eyes, her figure, it was so familiar.
At this moment, the pretty figure passed by a large poster. She stretched out her fair finger and pointed at the poster.
The man opened the elevator door and brought Lin Shiyu away.
"Leng Yan, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and go to the washroom."
Leng Yan pursed her lips and quickly ran over to the poster in her high heels. The poster was … Tang Mo 'er!
This year, Tang Mo 'er's fame had been growing day by day. Her posters could be seen everywhere.
This time, she was the female lead of Yi Foundation's music video. Naturally, the poster was also hers.
Leng Yan's heart raced. She kept blinking. This was a signal for help.
She pointed at Tang Mo 'er's poster …
Leng Yan quickly took out her cell phone from her bag. "Hello, Miss Tang …"
…
After exiting the elevator, Lin Shiyu entered the lobby.
She lifted her eyes to look. There was really a van parked outside the lobby. Once she got into the van, she would be in danger.
What should she do?
At this moment, a few bodyguards in black ran over and cordoned off the area. "I'm sorry, please step back a little. Our boss is coming out."
Lin Shiyu's heart palpitated. Fu Qinglun was here?
Soon, she heard steady footsteps. She quickly lifted her eyes to look. It was really Fu Qinglun.
Fu Qinglun was wearing a custom-made black suit. It was ironed without a single crease, accentuating his tall build and handsome features.
He slowly walked over in the middle of the crowd.
Of course, there was a pretty figure beside him. "Lin Shiyu".
He lowered his handsome face and spoke to "Lin Shiyu". He was focused and affectionate, as if he was doting on her.
That "Lin Shiyu" curved her red lips into a faint smile. Every single one of them was just like her.
At this moment, Lin Shiyu stood in the crowd and looked at him and "her".
In an instant, her heart softened unbelievably. Her pretty almond-shaped eyes were misty. Idiot, that wasn't "her". Don't be so … gentle and doting on "her".
It had been so many years. Actually, she had never let go of the past.
She had never let go of the mistakes he had made.
But now, she stood outside the crowd and watched as he escorted "her" out of the crowd. She could feel his love for "her". At this moment, she actually started to feel jealous of herself.
She pressed her red lips together. She wanted to say something. She just wanted to shout at his figure — -Hey, Fu Qinglun!
But she didn't say anything.
At this moment, Fu Qinglun had already walked far away with "Lin Shiyu".
He had left.
Lin Shiyu looked at him. Her hands were clenched into fists by her sides. Her luscious lashes quivered and big drops of tears rolled down her cheeks.
She lowered her head and looked at her tears falling onto the shiny floor.
At this moment, there was a commotion around her. Many girls were screaming.
— -Look, Mr Smithson is here. He's looking at me!
— -Go away, he's looking at me!
Lin Shiyu raised her head. Fu Qinglun had already stopped in his tracks. He turned around and looked over at her with his cold, black eyes.
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