Chapter 379
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Lin Shiyu turned around, it was Fu Qinglun.
Fu Qinglun was dressed in a white shirt and black trousers, exuding the aura of an aristocrat. At this moment, he had both hands in his trouser pockets, looking at her with arrogance.
Lin Shiyu didn't say a word, she turned her head back and looked at the hawthorn tree in front of her.
Fu Qinglun's handsome face instantly darkened. How dare she ignore him!
Actually, she hadn't bothered with him for a long time.
Ever since the incident between him and Lu Qi 'er, she hadn't bothered with him. She didn't talk to him, she didn't even look at him.
She was cold towards him.
Fu Qinglun walked forward, coming to Lin Shiyu's side. He looked at the hawthorn tree in front of them, he was filled with jealousy. Was the hawthorn tree better looking than him?
"You want to eat hawthorn? I'll pluck it for you, but … you have to beg me. "Fu Qinglun looked at Lin Shiyu from the corner of his eyes.
He could pluck hawthorn for her, but she had to beg him.
Lin Shiyu was expressionless. In the next second, she turned around and walked away.
The night breeze fluttered her skirt, and it drew a cold and rippling arc in the air. She was like an otherworldly fairy, and no one could bear to profane her.
"…" Fu Qinglun was so angry he wanted to kick something.
He had put his warm face on the cold buttocks!
He froze on the spot. Initially, he wanted to leave, but the scene from earlier flashed across his mind. She was standing under the hawthorn tree with her head raised high, looking as though she was drooling. He stretched his long legs and walked towards the hawthorn tree.
Although he was born into a noble family and had received a noble education since young, climbing a tree was not a problem for him.
He climbed up the tree with agility, the bright red hawthorn was exposed to his eyes.
He stretched out his hand, picking the biggest and reddest hawthorn fruit.
Suddenly, he was careless, and a sharp tree branch scratched his white palm, leaving a long trail of blood.
He was injured.
But he didn't care about the wound, he carefully hid the hawthorn fruit in the corner of his white shirt. He plucked a few more.
He really didn't know why she liked to eat such sour things.
…
When Lin Shiyu returned to the party, Tang Mo 'er ran over. "Shiyu."
Lin Shiyu's eyes lit up and she quickly held Tang Mo 'er's hand. "Mo' er, where have you been these past few days? I've been so worried about you."
"It's a long story."
The two of them were chatting when they heard a commotion. "Look, oh my god, Jingtong is here!"
"It's really Jingtong. He's so handsome. Catch me, I'm going to faint!"
Lin Shiyu and Tang Mo 'er looked up at the same time, only to see a huge commotion in front of them. All the security guards of Jinhua Palace had been mobilized, blocking the crazy fans outside. Then, a luxurious nanny van slowly drove into everyone's field of vision.
Tang Mo 'er said, "What a grand entrance. Is this the legendary Little Heavenly King Jingtong?"
"I heard that he has a pair of wonderful hands and has been playing the piano since he was young. Any girl who heard him play the piano would get pregnant. Not only that, he is also very talented. He started playing music when he was in middle school and was named Asia's Little Heavenly King when he was 18."
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