Chapter 811
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Fu Qinglun had saved Sikong!
Lin Shiyu was stunned. What was Fu Qinglun's relationship with Sikong?
Fu Qinglun knew Sikong?
She wanted to laugh. She had never expected that Sikong, whom she had been looking for for so long, was actually an old acquaintance of Fu Qinglun.
Now that Little Lemon was looking for Sikong to save her life, perhaps everything was arranged by fate.
Fu Jingtong's handsome face darkened. He had never expected Fu Qinglun to be an old acquaintance of Sikong.
Sikong's medical skills were amazing, and most importantly, he was from the Guding Family.
The Guding Family had dominated Mexico for two centuries and was a legendary existence. What was the relationship between Fu Qinglun and the Guding Family?
Fu Jingtong was already suspicious.
At this moment, his underling stammered, "Young Master, Young Madam, Fu Qinglun left a message. If you want to look for Sikong, go to Room 8108 to look for him."
Go to the Room 8108 to look for Fu Qinglun?
Lin Shiyu furrowed her willowy brows.
…
Room 8108.
Lin Shiyu lifted her fair hand and knocked on the door.
Soon after, a deep and magnetic voice came from inside. "Come in."
Lin Shiyu pushed the door open and entered.
The presidential suite was dimly lit. She scanned the room with her pretty almond-shaped eyes and finally spotted a person on the burgundy sofa.
Fu Qinglun leaned indolently on the sofa, his long legs casually placed on the coffee table in front of him. His long fingers were lit with a scarlet flame and he was smoking with his brows furrowed.
There was a hint of decadence in his devilish charm and he was extremely sexy.
Lin Shiyu quickly walked over. "Fu Qinglun, where's Sikong? I want to see Sikong. "
Fu Qinglun's handsome face was lowered as he smoked. The lighting here was rather dim and his exquisite features were only partially visible. After taking a puff, he raised his head slightly and exhaled a mouthful of smoke. "Why are you looking for Sikong? Is Fu Jingtong sick?"
With that, he curved his dark red lips sarcastically. "Don't tell me … he collapsed because of you?"
Lin Shiyu's pretty eyes suddenly turned cold. "Little Lemon is sick and she's in a coma now. I want Sikong to save her!"
Fu Qinglun froze in the midst of smoking. His heart felt as though it had been pricked by a needle and it hurt intensely.
Little Lemon had fainted?
His mind was filled with Little Lemon's beautiful face. He had made her sad today. He knew that Little Lemon did not like him anymore.
He brought the cigarette to his lips and took a deep puff. This puff was very urgent and he coughed twice. "Even if Little Lemon is unconscious, what has it got to do with me? Why should I let Si Kong save her?"
Lin Shiyu clenched her fists by her sides. She could understand that he did not like Little Lemon, but she could not forgive him.
"Fu Qinglun, Little Lemon is your daughter!"
Fu Qinglun froze the moment he finished speaking.
Little Lemon was his daughter?
For more than ten seconds, he was expressionless. Soon, the scarlet ash fell on his fingertips because he hadn't smoked for a long time. He was scalded, and his rationality slowly returned.
Amidst the smoke, he lifted his handsome face and looked at her. "Ha, Lin Shiyu, you've learned to lie these three years. Do you think that I'll believe you when you say that Little Lemon is my daughter?"
Oh, he didn't believe her.
Lin Shiyu looked at him impassively, a cold smile playing on her pretty red lips. "Let Si Kong save Little Lemon, and let Si Kong do a DNA paternity test. DNA won't lie, and it won't do you any harm. Who knows, Little Lemon might be your daughter."
Who knows, Little Lemon might be your daughter …
When she said this, her tone was full of sarcasm and indifference. Fu Qinglun's heart started to panic for no reason.
Honestly speaking, he really did not believe that Little Lemon was his daughter. He was certain that she was lying.
But at this moment, her certainty made him afraid.
If Little Lemon was really his daughter …
He promptly stretched out his hand and grasped her slender wrist. With a forceful tug, she fell onto his muscular thighs.
The moment she fell into his arms, Lin Shiyu could smell the alcohol on him. He was drunk.
"Don't touch me!" She struggled.
"Stay with me tonight. I'll let Si Kong save Little Lemon."
Lin Shiyu froze, her lashes quivering. She wanted to go back to the hospital to accompany Little Lemon.
Little Lemon would be afraid if she was alone.
Ever since Little Lemon was born, she had been sick frequently. There were a few times when she was in critical condition and was even sent to the operating theater. But Little Lemon did not cry or throw a tantrum. Little Lemon would hold her hand and say that as long as Mama was with Little Lemon, Little Lemon would not be afraid.
She had never left Little Lemon alone before.
Moreover, she was in a cold hospital.
She looked up at Fu Qinglun and enunciated each word clearly. "Little Lemon is in the hospital. Let Si Kong go over first. I'll stay with you."
Fu Qinglun's deep and cold eyes were still bright, but there was a tinge of drunkenness in them. His strong arm held the woman's svelte waist. "I'll get Si Kong to do a DNA paternity test. If you dare to lie to me, I'll get Si Kong to stop Little Lemon's treatment anytime. If anything happens to Little Lemon …"
Before he could finish his sentence, Lin Shiyu raised her hand and gave him a tight slap on the face.
The crisp sound of the slap reverberated through the entire room. Fu Qinglun's handsome face was slapped.
The atmosphere in the room became oppressive and tense.
Half a minute later, Fu Qinglun turned his handsome face around. He was suppressing his anger and temper and his voice was forced out of his throat. It was terrifying. "Why did you hit me, hm?"
Lin Shiyu had slapped him so hard that her palm was numb. Lifting her fair hand, she tucked her silky hair behind her cheek and smiled at him. "Why do I need a reason to slap you? I'll slap you if I want to, because you have a nasty mouth." "That's right.
Fu Qinglun's eyes darkened. He wanted to strangle this woman to death!
Good, she was really good!
His large palm grabbed her slender waist forcefully and pulled her into his embrace. He forcefully blocked her captivating red lips.
"Sikong …" She tilted her head away, not letting him kiss her.
Fu Qinglun kissed her delicate face. "Si Kong has already left. Accompany me now and don't spoil the fun."
He kissed her red lips.
Si Kong had already left.
Lin Shiyu's tensed nerves finally relaxed. Little Lemon could be saved.
She looked at the man who was so close to her. She placed her fair hands on his muscular chest and pushed him away.
This time, Fu Qinglun's handsome face was filled with displeasure and impatience. "Lin Shiyu, it won't be fun if you continue to be like this."
Lin Shiyu curved her pretty red lips and gave him a lazy smile. She pressed her hands on his handsome shoulders and pressed him onto the sofa. She flipped over and straddled his muscular thighs.
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