Chapter 918

Chapter 918: Fighting for Her

Fu Qinglun’s face darkened when he heard Leo’s words. “I think you’re the one who should let go!” With that, he suddenly clenched his hands tighter, squeezing Lin Shiyu’s wrists harshly.

Hiss.

Lin Shiyu furrowed her brows in pain.

Leo was a tall and handsome mixed-blood. He was also the heir to his family’s business and had received the best education, so was a gentleman. Seeing Lin Shiyu in pain, his expression changed and he commented dryly, “Sir, you’re hurting Shiyu!”

Fu Qinglun’s gaze landed on Lin Shiyu’s beautiful face. She was turning paler and paler. It was obvious that he was hurting her. His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly let go of her wrist.

Leo stepped forward and asked with concern, “Shiyu, are you alright?”

Lin Shiyu shook her head. “It’s nothing.”

“Let’s go then.”

Leo was about to leave with Lin Shiyu. But before he could even take two steps, a solid fist came flying at him. Leo couldn’t dodge in time, and Fu Qinglun’s fist hit him square in the face. He fell onto the ground.

“Ah!” Someone screamed. “Help, someone is fighting here!”

The situation was in a mess.

Lin Shiyu’s clear eyes narrowed and she stood in front of Leo. “Fu Qinglun, what are you doing? We’re at someone’s wedding banquet. Don’t start a fight here!”

She put herself in front of Leo. She was actually protecting Leo. Fu Qinglun felt the blood rushing to his head. He stepped forward and grabbed Leo’s collar, giving him another punch.

Leo wasn’t someone to be trifled with as well. He got up and returned the attack. Fu Qinglun and he started attacking each other.

But Leo still wasn’t Fu Qinglun’s match. In a split second, he was beaten black and blue by Fu Qinglun.

Fu Qinglun was fighting him seriously. If this went on, Leo would be beaten to death by him!

“Fu Qinglun, stop it!” Lin Shiyu pulled on Fu Qinglun’s sleeve strongly.

Fu Qinglun blood was still boiling. He flung her away and said, “Go away!”

Lin Shiyu was flung away hard. She staggered a few steps back and fell onto the floor.

With a loud thud, her forehead hit against the sharp corner of the table. Blood immediately started trickling from her head.

With that, Tang Mo’er took Lin Shiyu and Leo, and left.

Fu Qinglun stood there alone. He looked at the retreating figures of the three of them slowly get further, and his handsome face became more and more gloomy.

At this moment, a round of applause rang out. “Won the fight but lost the woman. Fu Qinglun, you have a promising future.”

Fu Qinglun looked sideways. Gu Mohan was here. And looking at him with an expression of amusement.

Seeing his irritating face, Fu Qinglun’s expression darkened and he walked forward, kicking Gu Mohan. Gu Mohan dodged to the side and raised his handsome brows. You missed.

Fu Qinglun was speechless.

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In the room.

The doctor treated Lin Shiyu’s wound, and gave her a saline drip for her dizziness.

Tang Mo’er stroked Lin Shiyu’s small hands. “Shiyu, your hands are so cold. I’ll turn the heater on, hang on, let me find you a hot water bottle.”

It was already autumn and the nights were cold. Ever since Lin Shiyu gave birth to Little Lemon, she was easily susceptible to the cold. In late autumn, her hands would be as cold as ice.

“Mo’er, I want to leave the Capital with Little Lemon in the next two days and stay somewhere overseas.”

Mo’er nodded. “That’s good as well. I’ll visit you and Little Lemon when I’m free. Shiyu, rest for a while. I’ll go get the hot water bottle.” Tang Mo’er pulled the blankets over Lin Shiyu and left.

Outside the room, a tall and straight figure was standing outside the room. It was Fu Qinglun.

Seeing Tang Mo’er come out, he asked her, “How is Shi’shi?”

Tang Mo’er glared at him angrily and hissed, “If not for you, would Shi’shi have gotten hurt? She will be leaving with Little Lemon in these two days. You’ll never see the two of them again in the future!”

What?

Fu Qinglun furrowed his eyebrows subconsciously. His thin lips were pressed tightly into a straight line.

Tang Mo’er walked away.

Fu Qinglun stood silently outside the room for a few seconds before pushing open the door and entering the room.

The room was extremely quiet. Lin Shiyu was lying on the bed, already asleep.

Fu Qinglun walked over to the bed. He bent his head and looked at her beautiful face, and at her wavy hair cascading down around her, which made her look especially tired and fragile.