Chapter 922

Chapter 922: Becoming the Young Madam

Little Lemon called him ‘Mr Fu’?

As Little Lemon stood in front of Lin Shiyu, the little girl looked blankly at him with her lustrous eyes. He had already been made an outcast by the mother-daughter duo.

Fu Qinglun was speechless.

The corners of Lin Shiyu’s lips quirked up once she saw Little Lemon treat Fu Qinglun in such a way. Little Lemon definitely gave Lin Shiyu the tender loving care she needed in life, she was such a sweetheart.

“Little Lemon, let’s go home.” Lin Shiyu held Little Lemon’s hand as they left.

...

In the cab, Lin Shiyu had Little Lemon in her arms when the cab driver said, “There seems to be a luxury car following us.”

When Lin Shiyu looked in the rearview mirror, she saw that it was Fu Qinglun.

He was following behind them.

Lin Shiyu lowered her eyes. “Don’t bother about him, just continue driving.”

Half an hour later, Lin Shiyu brought Little Lemon back inside their apartment. She gave Little Lemon a shower and told her some bedtime stories before she finally fell asleep.

Lin Shiyu had also taken a shower and she wore only a negligee. When she stood beside the windows and looked out, the luxury car was still parked downstairs.

Fu Qinglun was still there.

He slumped against the car, with one hand in his pocket as his other hand was holding onto a cigarette. His facial features were blurred by the smoke.

Naturally striking, he had already attracted the eyes of many with his luxury car and good looks.

The man downstairs suddenly lifted his head, as though they were telepathic and glanced over. Lin Shiyu quickly let down the blinds, getting in bed to sleep.

Ding! She received a message.

He sent her a message, just a few simple words—-Shi’shi, I’ve left. Goodnight.

Lin Shiyu didn’t reply.

...

The next day.

Lin Shiyu stepped out from her room and Old Madam was seated on the couch, reading the newspapers. She slammed the newspapers on the coffee table and exclaimed, “How dare this rascal do this?!”

“Old Madam, what’s the matter?” Lin Shiyu went in front and asked.

“Little Shi’shi, come over and check this out. It’s the entertainment headlines for today. Fu Qinglun is going to be holding a party tomorrow to officially recognize his relationship with whatever Lu Qi’er. This rascal is being too much!”

Lin Shiyu was packing her suitcase while the news of Fu Qinglun and Lu Qi’er’s relationship had already spread like wildfire. The party tomorrow was already the talk of the town but she wasn’t bothered about it at all.

Dingdong! The doorbell chimed.

Who was it?

Lin Shiyu walked over to answer the door. There was a tall figure standing outside the door, it was Fu Qinglun.

“Young Master Fu, what can I help you with?”

Fu Qinglun looked at her beautiful face and his voice deepened. “Where’s Little Lemon?”

“She’s already asleep.”

“May I take a look at her?”

He was Little Lemon’s father and she certainly didn’t have the right to deprive him of caring for Little Lemon. Lin Shiyu let go of the doorknob, turning around to enter the room.

Fu Qinglun followed her in, after seeing Little Lemon asleep, he crouched over and planted a kiss on Little Lemon’s forehead.

When he lifted his eyes, he saw Lin Shiyu packing her suitcase.

His expression darkened. “You’re really leaving the Capital with Little Lemon?”

“Yes.”

Fu Qinglun pursed his lips. “I’m going to be officially recognizing my relationship with Lu Qi’er at tomorrow’s party, are you not going to do anything about it?”

Do anything about it? It wasn’t easy to decipher the meaning behind his message.

Lin Shiyu lifted her eyes and asked, “What do you mean?”

Fu Qinglun had both hands in his pockets while looking at her. “You’re really fine leaving me behind here by myself? You’re not going to do anything, even if I really fool around with other women?”

Do anything? What right did she have to even control him?

It was ridiculous.

Lin Shiyu’s gaze shifted downwards, landing on his trousers. The corners of her lips quirked up into a faint smile. “You’ve recovered?”

Fu Qinglun sneered, “No, you were too heartless. You don’t know how to love and take care of your own belongings!”

“... How are you even going to fool around with other women when you’ve not even recovered? And also, does Lu Qi’er know about it? Are you sure that she won’t mind?”

“...”

Why was she focusing on that instead?

Wasn’t she supposed to be jealous and confronting him?

“I’m not fine with you leaving!” Fu Qinglun crouched over, lifting up the pile of clothing packed in the corner of her suitcase.

What was he doing?! That was her underwear!