Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Lin Shiyu’s pretty eyes narrowed. It was actually him. Fu Qinglun.

So the founder and big boss of Yi Foundation turned out to be him.

Today Fu Qinglun was wearing a tailored white shirt and black trousers with a tie around his neck. He was wearing an impeccably-pressed black suit which had nary a crease on it, and he looked spectacularly handsome and polished.

He was holding a document in his hand and he strode ahead, with his personal assistant and the top management of Yi Foundation following behind him. He exuded the impressive presence of a big boss.

“Wow, he’s so handsome.” The young artistes were completely and utterly mesmerized.

Tang Mo’er pulled Lin Shiyu and said in a soft voice, “Shiyu, look. It’s Mr Smithson.”

But Lin Shiyu’s countenance remained impassive and she did not say a word. When Fu Qinglun walked over, he did not look at them.

“Shiyu, what happened between you and Mr Smithson. He didn’t even look at you.”

Lin Shiyu recollected what happened last night. He had committed such a lewd and perverted act. The man was clearly a wolf in sheep’s clothing.

“Mo’er, there’s nothing between me and him. Don’t associate the two of us together again.”

“…”

Tang Mo’er was flummoxed.

At this moment, they heard a pleasant voice pipe up. “Hi Mr Smithson, I haven’t seen you for a long time.”

Lin Shiyu looked up to see Leng Yan greeting Fu Qinglun.

Fu Qinglun stopped in his tracks, looked at Leng Yan and nodded politely.

Then he left with his assistants.

—- Wow, Leng Yan, do you know the big boss of Yi Foundation, Mr Smithson?

—- Mr Smithson is really very handsome. He has looks, money and compassion. What an attractive man!

—- Mr Smithson should still be single. Leng Yan, you and Mr Smithson look so compatible together. Both of you are a match made in heaven…

All the young artistes were yammering away to Leng Yan. The entire time, Lin Shiyu’s face was devoid of any expression as she looked at Tang Mo’er.

“Mo’er, let’s go in.”

…

Today as Lin Shiyu had to work the entire day, she did not bring Little Shushu out. As she was breastfeeding Little Shushu, she had brought her breast pump out to pump the milk out, then she would get someone to bring the milk back to Auntie Su.

After Lin Shiyu pumped out a full bottle of milk in the washroom, she turned on the tap to wash her hands.

At this moment, someone entered. It was Leng Yan.

As Leng Yan walked over to the vanity table to touch up her makeup, she exchanged greetings with Lin Shiyu. “Hi, Miss Lin.”

“Hello, Miss Leng.”

“Miss Lin, do you have a little baby at home?” Leng Yan caught sight of the bottle of milk.

Lin Shiyu nodded. “Mm, my son is one and a half months old.”

“Wow, really?” Leng Yan’s face was filled with envy. “I love little babies very much.”

Lin Shiyu smiled and looked at the make up on Leng Yan’s face. “Miss Leng, are you going for a date?”

“Hm, I’m meeting Mr Smithson for a meal at noon.”

It was already noon, and the Yi Foundation had prepared lunch for all the artistes but Leng Yan was meeting Mr Smithson for lunch.

Lin Shiyu looked down and did not reply.

…

After exiting the washroom, Lin Shiyu went to take the elevator. As the courier staff was already waiting downstairs, she was anxious.

At this moment, she saw the elevator had stopped at this level and she promptly ran over to it.

But a security officer walked over and said apologetically, “I’m sorry, Miss, but you can’t take this elevator.”

“Why?”

The security officer pointed to the words engraved in gold on the door of the elevator. “This elevator is for VIPs only. This is our boss’s personal elevator.”

“…”

So it was Fu Qinglun’s personal elevator.

Lin Shiyu was about to turn around to take another elevator when she heard two sets of footsteps approaching. Someone was here.

She turned around to see Fu Qinglun and Leng Yan.

Fu Qinglun was dressed in formal wear and looked handsome while Leng Yan was tall and pretty, making the both of them look very compatible.

At this moment, Fu Qinglun’s black eyes landed on her small, beautiful face. As his eyes were very dark and exhibited aloofness and indifference, one could not fathom what he was thinking about.

“Miss Lin, are you taking the elevator? We’re going to take the elevator too,” Leng Yan said.

At this moment, there was no need to pretend anymore. Lin Shiyu smiled gratefully at Leng Yan and then looked at Fu Qinglun. “Mr Smithson, do you mind if I take the elevator together with both of you?”

There was nary an expression on Fu Qinglun’s face. When the elevator door opened, he walked into it and stood by the side.

Leng Yan entered and stood by his side.

Lin Shiyu was the last one to enter, and she stood opposite the both of them.

The elevator door opened.

…

In the elevator.

Leng Yan looked at the exceptionally handsome man. “Mr Smithson, my Daddy was just talking about you a few days ago. He wanted to invite you to our house. Not sure when you’ll be free?”

Fu Qinglun stuck one hand into his pocket, and his face was impassive as he replied, “Let’s talk about this later.”

“Oh yes, Mr Smithson, what theme is the MV for Yi Foundation this year?”

“Someone will inform you all soon.”

Fu Qinglun merely replied with a few indifferent words to each of Leng Yan’s questions. Lin Shiyu stood there listening to their conversation and tried to make herself as inconspicuous as possible.

Just then, her cell phone started to ring. Someone was calling her. She took out her cell phone to see. Auntie Su had called.

She promptly picked up the call. “Hello, Auntie Su.”

Wah~

Little Shushu’s cries and wails came over the phone.

“Miss Lin, is your milk coming soon? Little Shushu is hungry now, I can’t coax him at all.”

It was very quiet in the elevator and so Auntie Su’s voice could be heard clearly in the elevator. Lin Shiyu clutched the paper bag in her hand. “Auntie Su, the milk will be sent over soon.”

“Miss Lin, then can you coax Little Shushu now… Little Shushu, come, hear Mommy’s voice.”

“Little Shushu, why are you crying, do you miss Mommy? Be good, don’t cry, Mommy will sing to Little Shushu.”

Lin Shiyu’s pretty voice was filled with motherly tenderness —- “Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, how I wonder what you are…”

Upon hearing his Mommy’s voice, Little Shushu stopped crying immediately.

On the other side, Leng Yan said in a soft voice, “Mr Smithson, Miss Lin’s voice is simply heavenly. I can’t help but be mesmerized…”

Leng Yan’s voice trailed off when she realized that Fu Qinglun was staring at Lin Shiyu. His gaze was fixated squarely on her as he watched how she coaxed her son so tenderly and lovingly.

His eyes shifted downwards to the paper bag in her hand. There was milk inside? He gradually clenched his fist in his pocket as he felt his body go soft.

…

The elevator door opened and Lin Shiyu handed over the paper bag to the courier staff before heading for the cafeteria.

She met Fu Qinglun and Leng Yan again at the cafeteria. Leng Yan warmly extended an invitation to her. “Miss Lin, would you like to eat together?”