Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Everyone shifted their focus towards Lin Shiyu, ears perked up like nosy badgers as they waited for her to answer such an intimate question. Although it had already been three years, the rumors about their wedding night were still circulating to this day.

Our first time…

Lin Shiyu started to ponder over her response before she answered, “Mr Fu’s first time should be… counted by the seconds…”

Puff.

Everyone laughed and waved her off, “Mrs Fu, please stop joking. How can that be true? You’re saying it can be counted by the seconds when he has such a good physique?”

She didn’t bother responding, she was speaking the truth.

Lin Shiyu lifted her eyes and looked at Fu Qinglun who was sitting opposite her. He had a calm expression even when she exposed him of lasting less than one minute. For any other man, it would have been something humiliating, but he leaned against the back of the chair and played with a card with his slim fingers. He was unaffected and seemingly bored.

His eyes were fixated on her. Though his gaze was cold and features remained impassive, his eyes betrayed a smoldering darkness.

“Mrs Fu, which position do you use most frequently?”

That was an interesting question, she only had sex with him on her wedding night and flew to Singapore the very next day. They had not been in contact since.

“Woman on top, man underneath.”

The men at the table laughed loudly, and their eyes raked over Lin Shiyu with indecent thoughts. Every man in Karghalik knew that Lin Shiyu had a pretty face, but she was someone they could only admire from afar. She was untouchable. This kind of cold beauty would probably behave as frigid between the sheets as she was in public with that cold personality of hers. They didn’t expect her to be so passionate.

Fu Qinglun was truly lucky.

“Mrs Fu, how many times did you two do it on your wedding night?”

This was the topic that the entire Karghalik was interested in.

Lin Shiyu’s gaze slowly turned towards Lu Qi’er’s face, she stretched out one tiny hand.

“Five times?”

Lin Shiyu shook her head, she then added another hand after looking at Lin Ruoxi.

“10 times?”

The two women had interesting expressions on their faces.

Lin Shiyu smirked and looked at Fu Qinglun before saying, “I think you won’t be able to guess. I’ve actually given Mr Fu a nickname, it is… Mr Fourteen.”

Everyone gaped as they sucked in a cold breath, the men looked at Fu Qinglun feeling severely lacking in all aspects.

“You guys can carry on and keep playing. I’m tired so I will head back first.” Lin Shiyu stood up and left, leaving everyone with a cool impression of the cold beauty.

Fu Qinglun’s gaze landed on Lin Shiyu as she was leaving. She was still wearing that white dress that wrapped alluringly around her chest. After three years, her figure had only gotten better and his eyes roamed across her delicate body. His eyes became red and he stood up and left the room after her.

After seeing Fu Qinglun follow Lin Shiyu out of the room, Lin Ruoxi couldn’t take it anymore. She complained bitterly, “Sister Qi’er, I don’t understand. In what way am I inferior to that b*tch. I really don’t understand, why did he choose that b*tch over me?”

Angry tears burst out of her eyes and streamed down her face as Lu Qi’er held her gently, comforting her. She looked in the direction where Fu Qinglun had left. This man was her childhood friend for 10 years, but this Fu Qinglun confused her. She felt a sense of familiarity and yet, he was also like a stranger to her.

Was it because of Lin Shiyu?

Han Xiaowan was satisfied with the drama she had watched. She browsed through the photo album on her cell phone. She had secretly taken some photographs of Gu Mohan flirting with Tang Mo’er and she sent them to Su Zhe.

She wanted Tang Mo’er to end up with nothing. Tang Mo’er wasn’t going to get Gu Mohan and Su Zhe would also abandon her at the same time!

Lin Shiyu walked along the corridor when someone suddenly grabbed her by the wrist. She was pulled into the men’s toilet.

She got herself together and looked up to see Fu Qinglun standing in front of her.

“Mr Fourteen, why did you pull me inside the men’s toilet, do you want me to watch you pee?”

Fu Qinglun’s face darkened, he didn’t behave like his normal self. Or rather, once his refined facade was torn off, the cold and dark aura emanating from him was uncontrollable. “Mrs Fu, you’re actually able to say the word ‘pee’ now? Is this all that you have learned in the three years you spent in Singapore?”