Chapter 588
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Fu Qinglun said that she was shameless. He was so blatant.
Rong 'rong's face instantly turned pale, as though she had been given a tight slap. She looked at the man in front of her. He was wearing an expensive navy blue coat and was tall and handsome. His facial features were handsome and refined, as though they had been meticulously sculpted by an artist. He exuded the aura of a rich and handsome young master.
This man was the most powerful man in Karghalik. He was handsome, rich and had a clean private life. He exuded a cold and aloof aura.
Which woman wouldn't be tempted by such a man?
Rong 'rong had been living in a filthy environment all these years. When she saw this man that day, he was like a god. She was deeply mesmerized by him.
She wanted to have him.
Fu Qinglun's handsome face remained impassive. He stuck one hand into his trouser pocket and looked at Rong 'rong coldly. "The woman I like is Lin Shiyu. She's beautiful and talented. Look at you. Putting aside the fact that your face and figure are nothing compared to hers, you're already 27 years old this year. You've been groped by that silly son since you were a teenager. You've never been educated and your only skill is to act pitiful to gain sympathy. You like me, but do you think you're qualified?"
Rong 'rong's pupils dilated. His words were really sharp and heartless.
He actually said that about her!
"Brother Qinglun, everything you have now should have been mine. I …"
"Go and tell your parents these words. You'll definitely be able to get more from them. You won't gain sympathy from me by acting pitiful. Take back your ridiculous liking."
With that, Fu Qinglun turned around and left.
Rong 'rong froze on the spot. She looked at the man's determined and heartless back view and clenched her fists by her side.
…
On the streets.
Lin Shiyu didn't take the car. She walked back instead. She was used to enjoying the cold wind when she could relax.
At this moment, she felt someone following behind her. She turned around and saw a tall and handsome figure. It was Fu Qinglun.
Fu Qinglun was following behind her, about two meters away.
She stopped and so did he. At this moment, his deep and cold eyes were fixated on her beautiful face. There was a tinge of tenderness and gentleness.
Lin Shiyu turned around and walked back to her own place.
"Ding!" Her phone rang. She had received a text message.
She took out her cell phone. It was a message from Fu Qinglun.
— -I wasn't forced by her.
He had been behind her, not talking, texting her.
There was a slight ripple in Lin Shiyu's pretty almond-shaped eyes, but she did not reply.
Very quickly, another message came in — -Watching you dance, watching you get hard.
Lin Shiyu, "…"
She lifted her little head, and the cold wind blew on her little face. Actually, it wasn't that cold.
"Ding!" Another message came.
She flipped it open and saw three simple words — -Do you miss me?
He asked her if she missed him.
It's been two months since their divorce.
She still didn't reply.
Another message came in — -How's the swelling from last time?
The swelling from last time …
He asked about the third day of the honeymoon.
She spent the whole day fooling around with him. She was so swollen that she couldn't even close her legs when she got the divorce certificate.
She ignored him.
Another message came in — - Shi 'shi, I miss you. I really want to … see if you're red and swollen.
Lin Shiyu, "…"
Where did he want to see?
She realized that this man had changed. He had become bad.
Lin Shiyu put her cell phone in her pocket and walked into her estate, leaving him with a beautiful back view.
Fu Qinglun watched as she disappeared from his sight. Although she didn't reply, he felt a faint sweetness in his heart.
He stood on the spot and curved his dark red lips.
…
Lin Shiyu went upstairs and was about to take out her keys to open the door. At this moment, she saw a cold and handsome figure at the entrance of her house. It was Fu Jingtong.
"Jingtong, why are you here?"
Fu Jingtong handed her a music score. "Lion, I suddenly have a good idea and I want to share it with you."
Lin Shiyu took the music score. "Thank you."
Fu Jingtong looked at the expensive steel watch on his wrist. "It's still early. Let's go for supper together."
They were going to eat supper.
Fu Qinglun's reminder rang in Lin Shiyu's ears. He didn't want her to interact with Fu Jingtong too much.
"I'm not hungry. I want to go back and rest early."
"Do you want to invite me in for a cup of tea?"
Lin Shiyu curved her pretty lips. "It's already very late …"
She didn't want to invite him in.
Fu Jingtong raised his good-looking brows. "Lion, we used to write songs together late at night in the past, but now you're keeping a distance from me. Is it because of … Brother Qinglun?"
Was it because of Fu Qinglun?
Was it because he didn't like her interacting with Fu Jingtong, so she subconsciously kept a distance from him?
Lin Shiyu didn't think about the answer to this question. She only said, "Jingtong, let's meet again when we're free."
Fu Jingtong looked at the woman in front of him. She had always been cold and aloof. If she rejected him, it would mean that she didn't want to give anyone a chance.
Perhaps she didn't even realize it herself. Although she had divorced Fu Qinglun, she had already stopped in her tracks and stood rooted to the ground.
She was waiting for Fu Qinglun to catch up with her.
"Okay, Lion, 88." Fu Jingtong left.
Lin Shiyu took out her keys and wanted to open the door. At this moment, she suddenly remembered that she had something to tell Fu Jingtong. She quickly turned around and went downstairs to look for Fu Jingtong.
Fu Jingtong was in the elevator. He had one hand in his coat pocket and the other was on the phone.
As the staircase was very quiet, Lin Shiyu could clearly hear the voice on the other end. It was a somewhat familiar female voice. "Young Master Jingtong, I still can't get close to Brother Qinglun."
Lin Shiyu stopped in her tracks and her pretty eyes instantly widened. That female voice belonged to … Rong 'rong.
Rong 'rong and Fu Jingtong?
Lin Shiyu's heart raced. She seemed to have discovered a secret. She quietly retracted her leg and quickly went upstairs.
When she returned to the apartment, she calmed down for a moment and took out her cell phone to make a call. "Hello, Jingtong, I'm a little hungry. Let's have supper together."
…
The next night, in hotel room 8601.
Tang Mo 'er pushed open the room door. The Playboy Song Jin had already taken a shower and came out with a towel around his waist. When he saw Tang Mo' er, his eyes were fixed on her. "Baby, you're finally here. Hurry up and let me kiss you. I can't wait anymore."
Today, Tang Mo 'er wore a long black down jacket and her long silky hair was tied into a low ponytail. It accentuated her ravishing face and made her look even more exquisite and aloof than usual.
She placed the bag in her hands on the bedside table and curved her red lips. "Young Master Song, don't be in such a hurry. I'll go take a shower first."
"Don't take a shower. You can shower after we're done." Song Jin pretended to pounce on her.
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