NovelEnglishYoung Master Gu, Please Be Gentle
Chapter 198 - Dont Overestimate Yourself. Neither Fu Qinglun or You Are Worthy Enough for Me to Play Games WithChapter 198: Don’t Overestimate Yourself. Neither Fu Qinglun or You Are Worthy Enough for Me to Play Games With
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Lin Shiyu pursed her red lips and uttered a small “haha” before continuing, “Mother, you’re so good to me.”
Madam Fu’s face softened immediately and she smiled beautifully like a flower. “Shiyu, you don’t need to be so touched. Don’t worry, since mother has no daughter to dote on, I’ll treat you as my own daughter.”
Initially, Lin Shiyu was not emotional, neither did she have the intention to cry. However, upon hearing Madam Fu’s words, her heart quickly softened as she felt a warm feeling. In this world, Madam Fu was the second person who truly doted on her apart, from her own mother.
However, it was a pity. She was destined to have no fate with Madam Fu.
Lin Shiyu looked at Lin Ruoxi, only to see her frantically trying to peek at Fu Qinglun’s number. It looked as if she had gone crazy just wanting to dance with Fu Qinglun.
Lin Shiyu walked up and passed her number over.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“For you.”
Lin Ruoxi turned and looked at the number 68. She asked warily, “What do you mean by this?”
Lin Shiyu’s beautiful face looked at her in a contemptuous manner and she sneered, “Is it that hard to understand? Fu Qinglun has number 68.”
“If Brother Qinglun has number 68, would you be that kind to give me number 68? Lin Shiyu, what game are you playing with me?”
Lin Shiyu stood there gracefully, her blue dress reflected a graceful shimmer under the bright chandelier lights, making her seem casual, yet ethereal. “Don’t overestimate yourself. Neither Fu Qinglun or you are worthy enough for me to play games with. You treat him like your precious treasure, but I have never found myself attracted to him.”
Lin Ruoxi did not believe Lin Shiyu. Which woman in Karghalik would not fall for Fu Qinglun?
The number 68 opened up a lot of possibility and as such, was incredibly appealing. Even if there was a possibility of fraud, Lin Ruoxi still stretched her hand out and reached for it. Even if her chances were one in a million, she still had to try it. She needed to dance with Fu Qinglun.
Pah! Lin Shiyu let go of the number, letting it drop on the floor.
“Lin Shiyu, what are you trying to do? How dare you insult and humiliate me!”
“Lin Ruoxi, I forgot to congratulate you. The one who has been an obstacle to you has given way. I can now say that Lu Qi’er has successfully carved the way to be the epitome of shamelessness. To be honest, I believe that you can be more shameless than you already are. Perhaps, you could take off Fu Qinglun’s trousers and hook up with him.”
After she had said her piece, Lin Shiyu turned around and left.
Looking at the woman’s skirt, swaying from side to side like flower petals, Lin Ruoxi stomped her feet and stood glowering at Lin Shiyu.
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Not far away, Fu Qinglun stood in a secluded corner playing with the number 68. A waiter discreetly whispered a few words to him.
His handsome face turned gloomy. Staring at the waiter coldly, he moved his thin lips. “What did you say?”
The waiter shuddered and replied in a long-winded manner, “M-Mrs Fu really gave number 68 to Lin Ruoxi. Mrs Fu even... teased... Lin Ruoxi to do her best to hook up with you.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe moment he said that, Fu Qinglun frowned. This little vixen!
He exuded a cold and playful smile and whispered a few words to the waiter. The waiter quickly left to execute the plan.
Lin Shiyu was eating cake as she waited for the drama to unfold. At this moment, a girl shoved a number into her arms and said, “Help me take for a while. My stomach hurts, I need to go to the washroom.”
The girl ran away in a hurry.
Lin Shiyu looked at the girl’s back view. What a strange one.
At this moment, the host was already on stage and guests were looking at him in anticipation. After a moment of introduction, he was calling out a number in excitement.
“Number 33. Which two guests have number 33 in their hands?”
A loud murmuring washed over the room as everyone scrambled for their tickets to check.
“Wah! It’s Young Master Fu!” someone screamed excitedly.
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