Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

What was he doing?! Not only had he barged into her room on his own accord, he was even carrying her son?

Lin Shiyu felt a rush of blood to her head and she promptly rushed over. “Return me my son!”

Fu Qinglun had an uneasy expression on his face as he felt he had failed as a Daddy. He looked at the woman and gave a cough. “I only wanted to carry him for a while.”

“Return me my son and get out now!” Lin Shiyu hissed fiercely.

Fu Qinglun wanted to pass Little Shushu over to her, but the moment he stretched his hands, he felt something warm on the sleeve of his white shirt. Little Shushu had peed.

Little Shushu had peed on his white shirt.

“…”

The tension in the room was highly strung.

Furious thoughts flashed across Lin Shiyu’s mind: He deserved it. Great job, son!

She stretched her hands out to take back Little Shushu. As she hugged him close, she coaxed him back to sleep by humming a soft lullaby.

Babies of this age still slept a lot.

Fu Qinglun froze on the spot as he looked at the mother-and-son pair. Lin Shiyu had rushed out of the bathroom and she was wearing a loose cotton white dress that was convenient for nursing. Her wavy hair casually cascaded down her shoulders. As she carried Little Shushu by the full-length window, she softly hummed a lullaby. The white curtains by the windows billowed in the breeze and caressed her cheeks. The image was like a beautiful painting.

Fu Qinglun’s eyes gradually darkened. He wanted very much to go forward and embrace this mother-and-son pair.

By now, Little Shushu had fallen asleep again. Lin Shiyu placed him back into the cot and looked up at Fu Qinglun. “Mr Smithson, please leave now!”

“Your son peed on my shirt.”

He glanced down at his sleeve. Although that was his son’s doing and he did not find it dirty, he had a proclivity for cleanliness and he would not wear this shirt again.

“And so?” Lin Shiyu asked.

“I’ll call my assistant to send a set of clothes over. I want to go into your bathroom to shower now.”

“…”

Lin Shiyu felt an imperative need to make things clear right then and there. “Mr Smithson, I don’t care how you feel towards me, but I’m telling you now that you are not the type that I like. I don’t like you.”

I don’t like you…

Upon hearing these words, Fu Qinglun looked up and pursed his lips coldly. Soon later, he smiled. “Teacher Lin, I think you have misunderstood me. I don’t have any feelings towards you.”

With that, he began to unbutton his shirt, revealing his upper body. His skin was a healthy bronze color, his muscles were defined and his waist was trim with six pectoral muscles neatly lined on his torso. Compared to those bulky muscular men, his figure was refined and graceful like his demeanor.

He placed his hands on his black leather belt, tugged it off and threw it onto her bed. As he entered the bathroom, he said impassively, “I’m going to shower now. I will leave after I’m done.”

The bathroom door closed.

Lin Shiyu looked at the leather belt on her bed and the image of his body surfaced in her mind. She promptly closed her eyes.

She did not like to play such sexual and ambiguous games.

She had always been firm and decisive. She did not want this man to disrupt her peaceful life.

…

In the bathroom.

Fu Qinglun stood under the rain shower and took a cold shower. The tiny water droplets splashed onto his defined muscles and his fringe laid damply on his forehead, covering his handsome eyes.

You are not the type I like…

I don’t like you…

One year ago, when he had let her undergo hypnosis, he had thought about what would happen to him if she did not love him anymore.

She was an exceptional woman and would not give her heart to anyone easily. People said that women who were talented and had seen the world were the scariest, and Lin Shiyu was such a woman.

He did not dare to force her.

Half a year ago, he had slapped her and he was afraid that she would hate him.

Stretching out one hand, Fu Qinglun reached for the shower gel. But his hand froze suddenly as he saw something beside the shower gel bottle. It was the underwear that she had taken off just now.

He picked up the underwear and put it under his nose to sniff it. There was a sweet milky scent.

It was the same scent on Little Shushu.

His heart was filled with tenderness as he thought about how she had given birth to a son for him. He did not regret letting her undergo hypnosis, as it was only through hypnosis that she could forget all the pain and be relaxed and carefree during her pregnancy.

At times, he had to admit that his love for her was a burden towards her. So many things had happened throughout these years, and perhaps this was the reason that she had been rejecting him subconsciously.

She did not want him to disrupt her life again.

Lin Shiyu had always been an intuitive woman. Perhaps… when he took away her memory and made her forget about him and Little Lemon, she had begun to hate him. She had removed him completely from her heart.

Fu Qinglun frowned tightly. His throat bobbed and his hand moved downwards while clutching her underwear…

…

In the living room.

Lin Shiyu was sitting with Little Lemon by the piano and guiding Little Lemon to play the piano.

Thud! The door opened and Fu Qinglun walked out, followed by his personal assistant.

“Daddy.” Little Lemon promptly ran over to Fu Qinglun. “Teacher Lin plays the piano as well as Daddy. Daddy, you should come here and play a song for Teacher Lin to hear.”

Little Lemon was eager to promote her Daddy’s good points to her Mommy.

Fu Qinglun looked down and caressed Little Lemon’s hair. “Little Lemon, Daddy has something to do, so I need to leave now. Uncle Assistant will stay here and he will take you home later.”

“Ah, Daddy, you’re leaving now?”

Little Lemon pouted her little mouth unhappily. Daddy was so useless, he could not chase after Mommy!

Little Lemon wanted her Mommy so much.

He was going to leave?

Lin Shiyu glanced sideways at Fu Qinglun. The man had just showered and he was now wearing a clean white shirt and black trousers, which made him look handsome and refined.

Actually, Lin Shiyu had always thought that he looked the best amongst all the other men wearing white shirts.

“Little Lemon, be good. Daddy is leaving now.”

Fu Qinglun then left without even glancing at Lin Shiyu. Lin Shiyu breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that he had become a stranger once again.

After all, that’s what they were. They didn’t know each other at all.

…

In the evening.

Little Lemon had also left. Lin Shiyu returned to her room and went into the bathroom to get a towel.

At this moment, she realized her underwear had been thrown into the rubbish bin.

What was going on?

She had not thrown it in the rubbish bin.

Lin Shiyu looked at her own underwear in confusion. Upon examining her underwear, her luscious lashes quivered suddenly. The underwear was creased and crumpled, and there was a big stain on it.