Chapter 150

Chapter 150: Mr Fu, You Are so Timid in Front of Lu Qi’er but so Fierce When It Comes to Me. Do You Really Think I’m That Easy to Bully?

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“Qinglun, where are you now? I want to see you.” Lu Qi’er’s pleasant voice could be heard at the other end of the phone.

Fu Qinglun held his phone and looked at the woman pinned under him. Moving his thin lips, his voice was emotionless. “Mm, I’ll come around later.”

He hung up.

Lin Shiyu quirked her cherry red lips and chuckled indifferently. “Isn’t Lu Qi’er so mesmerizing? To think you can give up your chance at having sex with another woman, at the drop of a hat, just because she says she wants to meet you.”

Fu Qinglun threw his cell phone onto the bed and grabbed the woman’s long, slender slender legs and wrapping them around his waist. “Who said I’m going down to meet her?”

“You’re not going to meet Lu Qier?”

“I’ll meet her after we’ve had sex.”

Two fair-skinned, large palms buckled around her waist and Fu Qinglun leaned forward and kissed her red lips.

However, he did not manage to kiss her. Lin Shiyu loosened his neck-tie and stood up on the bed, towering over him. Stretching out her creamy white feet, she placed her foot over his trousers, stepping on him with some force. “Mr Fu, three years ago, I let you off and didn’t play you to your death. It seems like you’re not even grateful at all. Give me one reason why I shouldn’t crush you with my foot.”

Fu Qinglun clenched his fists. His deep voice was sinister as though he was barely able to control himself, “You dare to step on me?”

He even dared to threaten her?

Very well then. Lin Shiyu raised her beautiful eyebrows and stepped hard on him. Even if she could not crush him entirely, she would step on him till he was in a pathetic state.

However, she changed her plan. She smiled pleasantly and said sarcastically, “Fu Qinglun, I almost fell into your trap. Since you let me step on you, then I’ll gladly do so. But it’ll just dirty my feet! It’s no wonder Lu Qi’er looks down on you!”

After she said her piece, she got off the bed in disgust and left the room.

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Five minutes later.

Bei Chuan rushed into the room quickly with a paper bag in his hand. The door was ajar. He walked in only to witness such a scene— Fu Qinglun leaning lazily against the bed frame with his long leg bent and the other hand on his knee. There was a cigarette held between his two fingers as he blew out long puffs of smoke.