The Young Master of the Castle?
Lin Shiyu pursed her pale red lips. This Mexican man seemed to have a good impression of Fu Qinglun.
Women liked him, and so did men.
"Oh, is that so? Sir, how do you know that the Young Master of the Castle of Guding is in love? "
The chauffeur laughed. "Young lady, you're so ignorant. Before this beautiful wife, there were so many rich ladies who wanted to marry the Young Master, but he didn't even spare them a glance. The number plate is 18. For 18 years, the Young Master has always loved that person. There has never been anyone else.
"Not everyone has 18 years in their lives. Not everyone can spend 18 years waiting and loving. If you ask me, if any woman is lucky enough to meet such a man, she should marry him.
"There are many things that go wrong in one's life, but as long as one is with the person they love, there's nothing that can't be solved.
"Young lady, don't you agree?"
The chauffeur glanced at Lin Shiyu through the rearview mirror.
Lin Shiyu nodded slowly. "That's true."
The chauffeur was stunned. Why did he feel that this lady looked so familiar? He seemed to have seen her somewhere before.
"Sir, stop the car."
The chauffeur promptly stopped the car by the roadside.
Lin Shiyu opened the back door and alighted from the car. Today, the streets in Mexico were filled with fresh flowers and the red carpet stretched for miles.
She walked on the red carpet and raised her fair hand to touch the fresh flower petals.
At this moment, the crystal necklace in her pocket fell onto the red carpet.
The little red apple popped open and there were two porcelain figurines inside. It was her and Fu Qinglun.
The two porcelain figurines were spinning around happily. Elegant music was played and a man's deep and magnetic voice could be heard.
— -Wife, I love you.
— -Wife, I
you。
— -Wife, Te
Amo …
He confessed to her in different languages.
He had received higher education since he was young and she wasn't sure how many languages he knew. Mandarin, English, Spanish, Japanese, Korean … he confessed to her in different ways.
He recorded his confession in the crystal necklace and gave it to her. From then on, it would accompany her for the rest of her life.
It was his most sincere love.
Lin Shiyu slowly squatted down and reached out to pick up the crystal necklace. She clutched the apple tightly in her palm until it hurt.
The tip of her nose turned sour, and large drops of tears fell down. She reached out and hugged herself, crying like a child.
Why?
She had been played by fate time and time again.
It was so difficult to be happy.
The driver in the taxi looked at the scene outside. Tsk tsk, why is this little girl crying? He comforted her for nothing just now.
There were so many guys in this world. So what if she fell out of love? What was the big deal? Her boyfriend wasn't the Young Master of the Castle. She could find someone better.
At this moment, a luxurious car stopped. The driver's door opened and a handsome figure alighted.
Who was that?
The driver took a closer look, and his mouth opened so wide that an egg could fit inside. Heavens, it was actually … the Young Castle Master.
Why is the Young Castle Master here?
The driver looked at Fu Qinglun, and then at Lin Shiyu, who was squatting on the ground and crying. His mind went blank. Why did he find this little girl familiar? She was the Young Castle Master's new wife, the Young Madam of Castle Guding!
This world was so surreal.
…
Lin Shiyu was still crying. The pain in her heart was hard to get rid of, and she could only cry weakly.
At this moment, she heard a low and magnetic voice. "Shi 'shi."
Shi 'shi.
Lin Shiyu's trembling shoulders froze. She slowly lifted her eyes. Fu Qinglun was holding Little Lemon's hand and walking in front of her.
They were father and daughter.
"Mommy, why are you crying?"
Little Lemon promptly pounced over. She stretched her hands out to wipe Mommy's tears and even blew on Mommy.
What could she do? Seeing Mommy crying, Little Lemon wanted to cry too.
Lin Shiyu quickly wiped her tears away. Not wanting to scare the child, she stood up.
At this moment, Fu Qinglun walked over. He grasped her svelte waist, furrowed his brows and kissed her forehead. "I thought … you left."
The corners of Lin Shiyu's lips curved upwards and large droplets of tears rolled down her cheeks. "I heard what you said in the study room. I wanted to leave, but … I'm still wearing your wedding ring. Where can I go?"
From the moment she put on the wedding ring, she told herself that she would never let go of his hand ever again.
It was painful to hold it.
It was even more painful to let go.
Fu Qinglun promptly pulled her into his arms. After being outside for so long, her delicate body was very cold. He wanted to fuse her into his blood and bones, so that she could feel his warmth.
He kissed her silky hair again and again. "On the way here, I kept thinking about what would happen to me if you left. What would happen to Little Lemon? What would happen to us? What would happen to us? Shi 'shi, we can't live without you. "
Lin Shiyu's cold and pale face was pressed against his chest. Her hands were by her side, and she quietly let him hug her.
Tears streamed down her face, and she closed her eyes gently.
"Shi 'shi, I'll be honest with you. The operation to retrieve the egg has failed. We need to think of another way. Either you give birth, or you choose a suitable egg and find a surrogate mother. Little Lemon can't be delayed any longer. I don't have a choice either. Believe me, Shi' shi, my heart hurts too."
Lin Shiyu stretched out her hand, gently pushing him away. She looked at him with teary eyes. "I choose the first option."
"What?"
"Fu Qinglun, let's have another child," Lin Shiyu said.
Fu Qinglun's cold eyes were instantly bloodshot. He asked in a hoarse voice, "Have you thought it through? It's very dangerous to give birth by yourself. You and the child might not be able to survive.
"I've thought it through. I want to give birth by myself. I want to save Little Lemon. Little Lemon can't be delayed any longer. I will definitely do my best to protect myself and the child. Even … even if I can't survive, Sikong can take the fetal hair for testing in four months. Little Lemon …"
"Enough!" Fu Qinglun interrupted her. He stretched his hand out and squeezed her shoulder forcefully. He looked at her deeply and pleaded, "Shiyu, you keep calling me Little Lemon, Little Lemon. What about me? What about me? What about me?" Fu Qinglun looked at her and said, "Shiyu, you keep calling me Little Lemon.
Have you ever thought about how I need you too? If anything happens to you, what will I do?
Shiyu, you're too cruel to me. You've never thought about me before! "
Fu Qinglun shook her shoulder forcefully. His eyes were bloodshot, burning with endless pain and struggle.
He loved her too. He needed her too. He had always been a selfish person. He wanted both her and Little Lemon.
He wanted the family she could give him.
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