Chapter 931

Chapter 931: The Number of Love

At the hall where the party was held.

All the ladies from prestigious families surrounded Qiu Cici. “Cici, congratulations, you’re going to be the Young Madam of the Guding Castle!”

“Yes, Cici, don’t forget us when the time comes.”...

Qiu Cici was the center of attention and she smiled in delight.

“Come and see, Young Master is back.”

“Why... why did Young Master carry Lin Shiyu back?”

Through the course of the party, Lin Shiyu’s name had spread like wildfire overnight in Mexico and everyone now knew of her.

Qiu Cici looked up. The people in front made way as Fu Qinglun walked towards them with Lin Shiyu in her arms.

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Fu Qinglun arrived at the center of the hall with steady footsteps. He placed Lin Shiyu down, bent his body and extended his large palm towards her. “Miss Lin, may I invite you to dance?”

Lin Shiyu looked at her own stilettos which were already damaged. How could she dance in this stage?

“Mr Smithson, thank you for your invitation, but my feet hurt, so I can’t dance,” Lin Shiyu declined him politely.

Fu Qinglun did not have much of a change in his expression. He knelt on one knee on the floor, stretched his hand out and proceeded to take off her stilettos.

In an instant, her feet were on the soft carpet.

There was a gasping sound. “My goodness, the Young Master actually bent down to remove Lin Shiyu’s shoes!”

“Lin Shiyu is like a royal princess and the Young Master is her knight in shining armor!”

“Our mouths have been stuffed with dog food!”...

Lin Shiyu did not think that he would actually remove her shoes. It was not too proper for her to be bare-footed at such a grand event.

She wanted to step back, but Fu Qinglun suddenly grasped her delicate hand and wrapped his other arm around her svelte waist. He muttered in a deep voice, “Step on my shoes. I will lead you in dancing. This way, you won’t feel any pain.”

He raised his arm slightly and her feet stepped on his shiny black leather shoes.

“...”

How did he have so many tricks up his sleeve?

She really could kiss him if she lowered her head. Lin Shiyu’s heart felt like it had been lightly stroked by a feature and ripples formed in her unperturbed heart.

Had he said it intentionally for her to hear?

Was there a deeper meaning behind his words?

Lin Shiyu evaded his gaze. “You have countless admirers now and all of them treat me as their enemy. Just now, that Qiu Cici locked me in the washroom and wanted to take my number.”

She had to reveal this to him.

Fu Qinglun remained unflappable and did not even frown. “Shi’shi, do you know why your number is 18?”

“Why?”

“Because we’ve already known each other for 18 years by the end of this year.”

Lin Shiyu startled. 18 years?

It had already been 18 years?

Her luscious lashes quivered and the scene of their first encounter during her childhood surfaced in her mind. It was a very unpleasant memory.

Their very beginning was a mistake.

Till today, she was unable to let it go and forgive him. The trauma of what happened in her childhood still lingered within her.

Fu Qinglun hugged her tightly and his nose nuzzled against her face. He knitted her brows and kissed her red lips.

“Shi’shi, you should know that I’ve always been waiting for you. I’m waiting for you to forget the pain in the past and give me another chance.

“Actually i can kiss you if I lift my head, but I’ve become greedy. I want you to reciprocate when I kiss you. I fantasize about the day that you will hold my neck, kiss me and tell me ‘Fu Qinglun, I want you to use the remainder of your life to repay what you owe me. Shi’shi, you’re always running away. You are a runaway from love.”

...

Everyone witnessed the scene of Fu Qinglun and Lin Shiyu dancing together and it was hard not to be touched. The way he kissed her red lips was filled with sincere love and tenderness.

Madam Fu and Fu Rongrong were looking at them and Fu Rongrong broke into tears instantly. She had to let go. She would not pine for Fu Qinglun’s love anymore. She had lost to the love that Fu Qinglun harbored towards Lin Shiyu.

He had given Lin Shiyu his entire youth, from when he was a young boy to now, when he was a mature man. All along, he had been holding the number of love and waiting for his one and only lover.

There was no room for anyone else.