117 Young Master Fu, Its Been Three Years since We Last Saw Each Other and Yousve Definitely Improved Your Flirting Skills (1/2)

Lin Shiyu felt ridiculed after hearing his words and she replied sarcastically, ”Mr Fu, given I am apparently lacking in my etiquette, may I ask how a high class socialite like Lu Qi'er would express 'peeing' in a sophisticated manner?”

”Don't drag Qi'er into this,” Fu Qinglun said without a stutter. ”Your first present ever since your return was a divorce agreement delivered by someone else. Mrs Fu, where did you learn to be so brazen?”

He wouldn't have even seen her if it wasn't for Gu Mohan's call informing him of her whereabouts.

He had rushed over from a meeting with the higher-ups.

Lin Shiyu snorted with laughter, this man was really… forget it. Originally she was planning to forget about his protectiveness over Lu Qi'er, but could he be any more defensive? She almost felt touched seeing him behave like that at the mere mention of a woman's name.

”Our divorce is merely a legal formality and I am not even asking for an alimony, why do we even need to see each other?” Lin Shiyu walked over and stood beside Fu Qinglun after speaking. She moved closer towards him and looked right into his handsome face. ”Could it be that Mr Fu wants to… have sex with me before our breakup?” Her voice was a breathless whisper.

Sex before their breakup?

Was she going to continue with such shameless talk? Fu Qinglun's cold eyes seemed to become even more unpleasant.

”It's fine if you don't want it, I'll take my leave first. I hope Mr Fu will sign the divorce agreement as soon as possible.” Lin Shiyu said before leaving.

Her white bodycon dress had a high slit, the slit was a little too high and the fair skin of her thighs was exposed whenever she moved her legs. Fu Qinglun was observant and caught more than a passing glimpse.

He stretched out a hurried arm and held on to her thin wrist tightly. He questioned her forcibly with a deep and low voice, ”Mrs Fu, what are you wearing underneath that dress?”

Lin Shiyu was getting impatient as Fu Qinglun disrupted her plans to leave the place. Her tiny and innocent-looking face exuded indifference and she asked, ”Mr Fu, what is it that you want? Why are you persisting in troubling me with such a question?”

Fu Qinglun swung his arm and swung her up against the counter.

Her delicate back had hit the counter and Lin Shiyu's tiny face seemed to be even more displeased as she held herself upright. He pressed his 1.87 meter body against hers all of a sudden and held on to her tiny waist with one large palm.