Chapter 934
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Stroking Little Lemon's head, Fu Qinglun said, "Little Lemon, what do you want Daddy to do? They were rude. Why don't you slap them?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a few bodyguards dressed in black stepped forward. They came in front of the ladies, raised their hands, and slapped them a few times.
Ah!
These ladies had never been slapped before and they screamed in pain. "Young Master, we're sorry. We shouldn't have slandered … Little Princess. Cici, please save us. Help us plead with Young Master."
Qiu Cici was still in shock. What? Lin Shiyu's daughter was Young Master's flesh and blood?
This Little Lemon was the little princess of the Guding Family?
No, she couldn't believe it!
"Young Master, are you mistaken? How could this Little Lemon be your daughter? Lin Shiyu has married two men before. This Little Lemon must be her ex-husband's. I hope that Young Master can do a DNA paternity test. Please don't raise someone else's child! "Qiu Cici said.
Fu Qinglun hugged Little Lemon with one arm. Little Lemon, who weighed only 10kg, looked extremely relaxed in his strong arms. Because he was carrying a child, his fitted black suit was slightly wrinkled on his muscular chest and shoulders, but it made him look even more masculine.
He lifted his handsome face and looked at Qiu Cici, then said, "Miss Qiu, are you not intelligent enough or are you born stupid? I am the ex-husband that you keep talking about. Little Lemon is my and Shi 'shi's daughter. As for the rumors about brothers fighting over a wife and Shi' shi's second marriage, they are all nonsense. If I hear such rumors in the future, don't blame me for not showing mercy to you!"
Lin Shiyu had registered her marriage with Fu Jingtong before, but Fu Jingtong had sent someone to do it. Lin Shiyu didn't know about it. That day at the party at Guding Castle, Old Master Fu had spread the news of her second marriage, but it was blocked by Fu Qinglun the next day.
Now that these ladies still dared to raise the topic of her second marriage, Fu Qinglun immediately gave them a stern warning.
Fu Qinglun wiped away Fu Jingtong's past with one hand. In the future, everyone would only know that she had married him.
He would not allow anyone to slander her reputation.
The Young Master of the Castle was Lin Shiyu's ex-husband?
The socialites sucked in a breath of cold air. Their eyes were filled with fear and respect. If they had known earlier, they wouldn't have provoked Lin Shiyu. It turned out that she had a powerful background.
Qiu Cici could not believe it. So Lin Shiyu was Young Master's ex-wife!
"Young Master, I'm sorry. I won't dare to spout nonsense again." Qiu Cici smartly apologized and pretended to be innocent.
"You don't need to apologize to me. You need to apologize to Shi 'shi!" Fu Qinglun said expressionlessly.
To apologize to Lin Shiyu?
Qiu Cici quickly clenched her fists. She didn't want to.
Why was Young Master so protective of Lin Shiyu and making things difficult for her?
Fu Qinglun's dark eyes glanced at Qiu Cici impassively. "Why? You're not willing? I'm giving you face. If you don't want it, then I can only ask the bodyguards to slap your face. "
What?
Ask the bodyguards to slap her?
"Young Master, Lin Shiyu slapped me twice just now. My face is still swollen. I am already your wife-to-be. How could you let your bodyguards humiliate me?" Qiu Cici's eyes were ferocious. "Young Master, Lin Shiyu has slapped me twice.
Fu Qinglun curved his thin lips. "We're not married yet. I can marry you, but I can also … not marry you."
Didn't she know how Qiu Cici had managed to get the number 18?
Of course Qiu Cici knew. So he could give her the position of Young Madam of the Guding Castle, or not.
"Miss Lin, I'm sorry. I was wrong!" Qiu Cici quickly apologized to Lin Shiyu. Even in her dreams, she wanted to marry Fu Qinglun and become his woman.
Lin Shiyu's expression was indifferent. She ignored Qiu Cici and reached out to hug Little Lemon. "Little Lemon, let's go home."
"Alright, Mommy." Little Lemon returned to Lin Shiyu's arms.
Lin Shiyu turned around to leave.
At this moment, a large hand grasped her slender wrist. "I'll get the chauffeur to send the two of you home."
"There's no need. Thank you, Mr Smithson." Lin Shiyu thanked him coldly and left with Little Lemon in her arms.
Fu Qinglun stood on the spot. His gaze deepened as he looked at Lin Shiyu. He hadn't taken the initiative to contact her for the past three days, and she hadn't contacted him either.
Even now, she was still so cold towards him.
"Young Master, my face hurts. Can you help me apply some ointment?" Seeing that Lin Shiyu had left, Qiu Cici quickly went forward and hugged Fu Qinglun's strong arm. She pouted her lips and acted coquettishly.
Fu Qinglun lowered his eyes to look at Qiu Cici's hand. He forced out two cold words from his throat. "Let go!"
Qiu Cici froze. She felt that the man's gaze was dark and sharp, as though he was going to pierce through her hand.
He didn't let her touch him.
Not only had he not contacted Lin Shiyu for the past three days, he hadn't even contacted his bride-to-be.
Qiu Cici was heartbroken. "Young Master, do you not want to marry me anymore?"
Fu Qinglun gradually curved his thin lips and his gaze was dark. "Ever since you locked Shi 'shi in the washroom and took the number 18, you have been involved in this game."
With that, Fu Qinglun strode away.
His personal assistant and the group of elites from the business world followed him.
Qiu Cici froze on the spot. He said that this game …
What game?
Qiu Cici was a little afraid. Fu Qinglun had only been the Young Master of Castle Guding for three short years, and his methods were swift and decisive. Anyone who offended him would not have a good ending.
But she still wanted to take the gamble.
She was already one step away from becoming the Young Madam!
…
Fu Qinglun came to his own office and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. He took out his cell phone and dialed a number.
The melodious ringtone sounded and the call was picked up. It was Gu Mohan's low and magnetic voice. "Hello."
Fu Qinglun furrowed his brows. "Are you trying to trick me? You told me not to contact Shi 'shi, so that Shi' shi would contact me. But now, she doesn't even want to talk to me!"
This was the method that Gu Mohan had taught him. He had even called it — -Loosening the reins in order to grasp them better. Fu Qinglun snorted. He really believed him.
"Ha." Gu Mohan gave a low laugh. "Why are you so anxious? If this method was used on Mo 'er, it would definitely work in three days. But she is Lin Shiyu. Don't you love her because she is cold and elegant? Why are you asking her to be passionate and passionate now? She wouldn't be Lin Shiyu then. "
Fu Qinglun pursed his thin lips. "Are you saying that your method will definitely work?"
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