Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

You’re sick in the head!

An’an opened her small mouth and bit the corner of his lip with force. “If I’m sick, you have the medicine to treat me.”

Lu Yan swallowed and his Adam’s apple bobbed as he closed his eyes, admitting defeat. He opened his mouth and his tongue pushed its way into her wanting mouth, past those sinful, pink lips.

Unzipping his pants, her hands continued to slip down…

On the other side, Fu Qinglun had returned after he finished picking the hawthorns. The hawthorns were all in his shirt pocket and he went to find Lin Shiyu.

He stopped in his tracks soon after. Underneath the bright lights, he saw Lin Shiyu and Fu Jingtong.

Jingtong had risen to fame very quickly, at the speed of a tornado. It was due to his talent, prodigious piano skills and good looks. In addition, he had been very low-key in the past few years and very secretive. As such, many had even forgotten his surname. Fu Jingtong belonged to the Fus.

Old Master Fu had two sons. The oldest son was Fu Qinglun while Fu Jingtong was the youngest. They were brothers.

If Fu Qinglun was named as heir to the Fu family, it ensured that he received the harshest treatment since he was young. In contrast, Fu Jingtong was Old Master Fu’s favourite child, whom he doted upon the most.

Fu Jingtong had been a musical genius since young. He was extremely brilliant such that his talent had always been appreciated and favored by many. As such, while Fu Qinglun was locked up in the study room looking at boring business economics, Fu Jingtong was always seen playing his favorite piano piece outside.

Each time Old Master Fu met Fu Qinglun, it was to talk about business. However, when Old Master Fu met his grandson Fu Jingtong, he was always brimming with joy, and any time spent with him was always as close as how a family should have been.

Fu Qinglun stood in his original position, observing the duo playing their performance.

His deep gaze was fixated on Lin Shiyu’s body. She was clad in a long skirt, her fingertips on the piano keys dancing around with ease. He always knew she was a talented, yet he was completely mesmerized by her in that very moment.

Everyone in the world was attracted to a woman who was vibrant and talented, he was no exception. When he saw Lin Shiyu, his eyes sparked as a flame of desire ignited inside.

However, his face turned gloomy. She was playing a duet with Fu Jingtong in such a harmonious way.

The hawthorn fruits in his pocket were strewn all over the grass patch. One by one, they fell by his shoes as his hands clenched into tight fists.

Then in the next moment, the duet was over. A round of applause thundered throughout the room.

It had been a spectacular performance.

Beautiful.

It sounded really beautiful.

It had been a flawless collaboration, the perfect duet.

Lu Qi’er and Lin Ruoxi’s faces were gloomy. Initially, they wanted to embarrass Lin Shiyu. Little did they know she would steal the limelight that very night.

Lin Shiyu stood up and walked out. At this moment, Fu Jingtong appeared in front of her and clapped his hands together as he regarded her. “You play so well. Where did you learn to play the piano?”

Lin Shiyu lifted the corner of her lips, “I have never formally learnt to play the piano. It’s just… for fun.”

She could play the piano so well despite only playing out of interest? Annoyed by her flippant words, Lu Qi’er and Lin Ruoxi rolled their eyes. What a show off!

Fu Jingtong smiled widely and walked up. She moved near Lin Shiyu and whispered, “So you are… Lion.”

In a clear and definitive tone ー you are Lion.

Lin Shiyu stood there and took a glance at Fu Jingtong. Both their gazes met, it was provocative and affectionate.

They were all talented people. A beautiful woman and a gentleman with a cold personality.

At this moment, a muscular arm held Lin Shiyu’s tiny waist. He grabbed at her so forcefully that Lin Shiyu fell into his arm and she glanced up with her forehead wrinkling.

It was Fu Qinglun.

Now that she was in his arms, Fu Qinglun pulled her close in an overbearing, possessive manner.

“Jingtong, why are you here? Well let me make some introductions. This is your sister-in-law, Lin Shiyu.” Fu Qinglun looked at Fu Jingtong and lifted his lips into a smirk.

Sister-in-law?

Fu Jingtong shifted his gaze. He knew Fu Qinglun was married long ago, yet this was his first time meeting Mrs Fu.

He did not expect her to be Fu Qinglun’s wife.

“Hi Sister-in-law.” Fu Jingtong had no expression as he greeted her politely.

It was only then that Lin Shiyu realized their relationship. She nodded gently and turned around, trying to get Fu Qinglun’s arm off her.

Sensing her struggle, Fu Qinglun frowned and gripped onto her even more tightly.

“Brother Qinglun, Sister-in-law plays the piano so well. I want to make an appointment with her to compose a song together when she’s free,” said Fu Jingtong.

Compose a song together?

Lu Qi’er and Lin Ruoxi let out angry hisses. Jingtong was inviting Lin Shiyu to collaborate on a song together?!

What was good about Lin Shiyu that Fu Jingtong thought so well of her?

Fu Jingtong was the King of Asia with a stellar reputation. With his backing, Lin Shiyu would make it big in the entertainment circle.

Fu Qinglun looked at Fu Jingtong seriously. “Collaborate? Your sister-in-law has been rather… busy lately because we want to… make babies.”

We want to make babies.

Lin Shiyu immediately looked at Fu Qinglun. What the heck was he saying? Was he sick in the head?

Fu Qinglun grabbed Lin Shiyu and left without even waiting for Fu Jingtong’s response.

In the room.

Fu Qinglun pushed Lin Shiyu into the room and locked the door.

Lin Shiyu felt as if her tiny waist was about to be broken by his forceful push. His face was gloomy the entire way back and he dragged her back looking as though he was about to explode.

“Young Master Fu, may I know what triggered you this time?” asked Lin Shiyu as she stretched out her hands to massage her waist.

The room light was not turned on, however there was some light coming in from the outside. Fu Qinglun shoved his hands into his trouser pocket and inched closer towards the woman. He let out a mocking laugh. “You’re not sure what triggered me? I’ve only left for a while and you’re already making eyes at Fu Jingtong. Has he fallen for you already?”

What?

His strong build approached closer, Lin Shiyu frowned and stepped back. “Young Master Fu, it’s a pity you don’t write novels. Your imagination really does run wild. Fu Jingtong just wants to collaborate with me on a song. Why are you blowing things out of proportion?”

“Ah,” Fu Qinglun forced out a cold sneer and started to unbutton his shirt. “Let’s stop talking about this for now. We have some serious business to do.”

Lin Shiyu backed away from him until the back of her knees had hit the side of the bed, causing her to fall back onto the bed.

At this moment, her line of vision turned black. She could sense the man’s masculine aura inching closer towards her. His towering body pinned her down, trapping her.

Lin Shiyu could sense she was in some form of danger and she stared coldly at him. “Young Master Fu, what are you trying to do?”

Fu Qinglun stretched out his hands and held her small face as his lips grazed her ear. “Do you really need to ask? Making babies of course.”