Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Lin Shiyu turned around when she heard the voice behind her. It was Fu Qinglun.

Fu Qinglun was dressed in a white shirt and black trousers, his entire demeanor screaming power and affluence. His hands were shoved into his trouser pockets, looking at her with arrogance.

Seeing it was him, Lin Shiyu did not speak and turned back to look at the hawthorn tree.

Fu Qinglun’s face turned gloomy. How dare she ignore him!

In fact, she had been ignoring him for a very long time.

Ever since that incident had happened between him and Lu Qi’er, she had ignored him. She did not want to talk to him and did not even bother to look him in the eye.

She was extremely cold.

Fu Qinglun came forward to Lin Shiyu. He looked at the hawthorn tree and was slightly jealous. Wasn’t he more handsome than some useless hawthorn tree? Why wouldn’t she even look at him?

“You want to eat hawthorn? I can help to pick some to eat. Just beg me.” Fu Qinglun said arrogantly while glancing at Lin Shiyu.

He would help her pluck the hawthorns on the condition that she would acknowledge him again.

Lin Shiyu remained expressionless. Soon after, she left without a word.

It was as if he hadn’t spoken at all.

The evening wind swayed against her skirt, causing her skirt to make soft arches through the cold air. Like a goddess who never had to lift a finger, she was very difficult to deal with.

Fu Qinglun was left feeling incredibly frustrated.

He just wanted to express his warm feelings towards her, only to be met with a cold rebuke!

Irritated at her blatant disregard, he was about to leave. However, the thought of the image of her standing underneath the hawthorn tree, looking longingly at the fruits, compelled him to walk towards it again.

Although he was born in a rich family and had received an aristocratic education from an early age, climbing a tree was an easy feat for him.

He climbed up the tree with ease, the hawthorns surrounding him left, right and center. Stretching out a hand, he chose the largest hawthorn fruit.

Suddenly, a sharp tree branch pricked his palm, causing it to bleed.

It stung painfully, but he didn’t care.

He continued plucking the hawthorns and dumping them into his shirt pocket.

Why did she even like eating such tangy fruit?

Lin Shiyu went back to the party. At this moment, Tang Mo’er ran over.

“Shiyu!”

Lin Shiyu’s eyes lit up and she grabbed Tang Mo’er’s hand. “Mo’er, where have you been the past few days? I’ve been so worried about you.”

“It’s a long story.”

The duo were chatting happily when a voice rang at their ears, “Look! Jingtong is here!”

“Wow, it’s really Jingtong. He’s so handsome, hold onto me, I’m about to faint!”

Many women around the room were lovestruck and in fangirl mode. Lin Shiyu and Tang Mo’er looked up, only to witness a big commotion taking place in front of them. All the security guards of Jinhua Palace were dispatched, blocking the crazy fans from spewing in. The luxury car slowly appeared in everyone’s sight.

Tang Mo’er asked, “What a grand entrance. Is he the legendary Jingtong?”

“I hear he has a pair of talented hands and he’s been playing piano since young. But they said girls who’ve listened to his songs all go crazy over him. Not only is he extremely talented, he’s also full of love and passion. He started experimenting with music in China and won the Grammy Award when he was only 18 years old. That’s why he’s known as the Music King of Asia.”

“I remember after Lu Qi’er’s song ‘Legend’ was released, many fans shipped her together with Jingtong. However, everyone attacked Lu Qi’er on Weibo the next day, accusing her of using him to create hype for herself.”