"I know, I won't let him marry Jun Xiyan. I'm the real Mrs Gu!" Tang Mo 'er said.
Gu Mohan stood outside and listened to their conversation. His thin lips slowly curved into a sarcastic smile and he snorted. He couldn't be bothered to take a second look at the private room and directly strode out of the room.
…
In the private room.
After Tang Mo 'er made her bold statement, she suddenly slumped on the table like a deflated ball. She sighed. "Actually, it's not that easy. Mr Gu has lost his memory and it's very difficult to woo him. Moreover, he's quite satisfied with Jun Xiyan. Jun Xiyan comes from a prestigious family, she's highly educated and capable. She's a very strong competitor. Even I don't have the confidence to snatch Mr Gu back from her.
"Mo 'er, Jun Xiyan is so good. Why didn't Gu Mohan fall for her a few years ago? Gu Mohan still loves you. "
Tang Mo 'er was instantly cured by Lin Shiyu's words. She straightened her delicate body and looked at Lin Shiyu, raising her willowy eyebrows proudly. "Shiyu, you're really popular now. When I walk in school, on the streets, in the shopping malls, your songs are everywhere. I feel like the entire world is playing your single on repeat. How is it? Does it feel good to be the queen of the music industry?"
Lin Shiyu curved her pretty red lips and her beautiful face was overflowing with radiance. "I like writing songs and singing. It's definitely good to do what I like."
"How are things between you and Fu Qinglun? Have you divorced?"
At the mention of Fu Qinglun's name, Lin Shiyu paused. She hadn't seen Fu Qinglun for a long time.
During this period of time, she had been busy with her own career. That man called Fu Qinglun, the man who had once moved her a little, had already withdrawn from her life.
"He hasn't signed the divorce papers yet, so we're still going through the legal process."
That meant that they hadn't divorced yet and Lin Shiyu was still Mrs Fu.
"Shiyu, come, let's have a toast. It's rare for us to get together, let's not talk about those unhappy things."
…
Tang Mo 'er and Lin Shiyu drank a few glasses together and the two of them left the private room.
Along the corridor, two familiar figures were walking towards them. It was Fu Qinglun and his secretary, Bei Chuan.
Lin Shiyu spotted Fu Qinglun. He was wearing a navy blue cashmere coat with a white V-neck knit sweater inside. He exuded the good looks of a young man. It had been some time since they last met and he had lost some weight. However, he was still as refined and elegant as ever, exuding the aura of a wealthy young master.
Fu Qinglun stopped in his tracks. He had also seen Lin Shiyu.
"Young Master Fu, what a coincidence. Are you here alone?" Tang Mo 'er greeted him.
Fu Qinglun looked at Tang Mo 'er. "No, I came with Mohan."
What?
Gu Mohan is here too?
"Where is Mr. Gu?"
"He just left." Fu Qinglun replied with only two words.
Tang Mo 'er ran out of the room to chase after Gu Mohan.
She ran out of the lobby of the bar and the cold wind blew against her face. She lifted her eyes and saw that the Rolls-Royce Phantom had already started its engine.
The window of the driver's seat rolled down, revealing Gu Mohan's handsome face.
Tang Mo 'er saw his side profile. It was as cold as a knife.
"Mr Gu!" She quickly ran over.
The Rolls-Royce Phantom didn't stop. It brushed past her and sped away.
"Mr Gu!"
Tang Mo 'er chased after the Rolls-Royce Phantom. She tried her best to wave her hands, wanting Mr Gu to see her.
But Mr Gu didn't seem to have seen her. The Rolls-Royce Phantom quickly disappeared from her sight.
Tang Mo 'er puffed up her cheeks and hung her head dejectedly.
In the Rolls-Royce Phantom, Gu Mohan's deep and narrow eyes looked through the rearview mirror. She had already disappeared.
He retracted his gaze indifferently and smirked sarcastically.
…
In the bar.
Lin Shiyu stretched her legs and walked forward. If she wanted to leave, she had to pass by Fu Qinglun.
When she reached his side, she didn't look at him, nor did she greet him. She just wanted to leave.
But at this moment, a large hand suddenly grasped her slender wrist and a man's magnetic voice rang in her ears. "Mrs Fu, are you pretending not to know me?"
Lin Shiyu turned around and looked at Fu Qinglun. She curved her pretty lips. "Oh, so it's Young Master Fu."
Fu Qinglun looked at the ravishing little face in front of him. She was wearing a black coat with a white high-collared knit sweater inside. It was simple yet stylish. Her silky, seaweed-like hair fell over her shoulders, accentuating her bright eyes and white teeth. Her facial features were pretty and she was a sight to behold.
They hadn't seen each other for a long time and she had become even more ravishing.
"Where are you staying tonight?" Fu Qinglun asked.
Lin Shiyu raised her willowy eyebrows. She hadn't expected him to ask such a question. "Young Master Fu, what do you want?"
Fu Qinglun curved his dark red lips nonchalantly. He hunched his tall body and whispered in her ear, "Long time no see. I miss you. I want to spend the night with you … as a married couple."
Lin Shiyu's pretty features darkened. She forcefully retracted her wrist.
Fu Qinglun's handsome and refined features were tainted with a layer of tenderness. "Are you angry? Don't misunderstand. I'm talking about spending the night with you, not being a prostitute. "
Lin Shiyu stretched out her fair hand and tucked a strand of silky hair behind her ear. She looked at him with her pretty eyes and blinked innocently. "Young Master Fu, I don't understand. What is being a prostitute?"
"…" Fu Qinglun's cold eyes suddenly darkened.
After winning the round, Lin Shiyu raised her willowy eyebrows. "Young Master Fu, I still have something on. I'll take my leave first. If you're free, please sign the divorce agreement as soon as possible."
With that, she walked away.
Fu Qinglun looked at her pretty pretty back view and his manly Adam's apple bobbed. He was serious. He hadn't seen her for a long time and he missed her.
He wanted to bring her home and spend the night as a married couple.
…
When she reached the lobby of the bar, it was chaotic and there were many people inside.
Lin Shiyu shuttled through the crowd and wanted to leave. At this moment, someone shouted, "Lion! It's Lion! "
Someone recognized her.
Many people rushed over and surrounded Lin Shiyu. "Lion, give me your autograph. We're all your fans!" …
Lin Shiyu could only stop and sign for these fans.
When Fu Qinglun followed her, he saw that she was signing autographs. At this moment, from the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a wine rack near her swaying and the wine rack smashed towards Lin Shiyu.
"Be careful, get out of the way. She's drunk driving!" Someone screamed.
In an instant, the scene was in chaos.
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