614 The Countdown of Fu and Lin 1 (1/2)
”Sure.” Fu Jingtong nodded. ”Shi'shi, as long as you are obedient, of course I will let you see your Mom.”
Shi'shi…
Fu Jingtong was also calling her Shi'shi.
Lin Shiyu coldly curved her red lips. This was the first time that she felt the name, Shi'shi, was very nauseating.
The melodious ringtone from a cell phone sounded. She had an incoming call.
Two words flashed on the screen of the cell phone - Fu Qinglun.
It was Fu Qinglun.
Lin Shiyu glanced at her cell phone. She did not answer it.
”Why are you not answering?” Fu Jingtong asked.
Lin Shiyu raised her pretty eyes and looked at Fu Jingtong. Fu Jingtong was cutting his steak sophisticatedly and he curved his thin lips. ”Answer.”
It was a simple word but it was threatening and menacing.
Lin Shiyu looked at him for a few seconds before tapping on her cell phone to pick up the call. ”Hello.”
”Shi'shi…” An extremely hoarse voice which sounded weak came through the phone. ”Where are you now? I didn't see you when I opened my eyes.”
Fu Qinglun was still in the hospital. He was wearing a set of blue and white hospital clothes. His long fingers were gripping the cell phone. He had sustained a stab wound in his heart which landed him in a coma for two days, and he had just opened his eyes.
His throat was severely dry and his dark red lips were chapped from the dryness. The wispy fringe on his forehead covered his pleasant, but sickly white eyes. He was very weak and frail.
His long fingers gripped the cell phone tightly. His throat bobbed and he did not hear her voice. He called her again. ”Shi'shi…”
”Elder brother.” At this moment, Fu Jingtong's voice was heard. ”Today is Shi'shi's birthday. I'm having a candlelit dinner with Shi'shi now. Do you want to join?”
Fu Qinglun's black eyes narrowed. A few seconds later, he said, ”You wait there, I will come now.”
After hanging up the phone, Fu Qinglun lifted the blanket. The stab wound at his heart had not healed and he placed his large palm over it.
He knitted his good-looking brows. His handsome face was pale.
Soon later, he walked out of the ward.
The doctor at the corridor happened to see Fu Qinglun. ”Young Master Fu, where are you going? You can't go out now. You have just woken up.”
Fu Qinglun's handsome body quickly disappeared from his vision.
…
Half an hour later.
Fu Qinglun arrived at the western restaurant. He wanted to enter but two waiters stopped him. ”Our apologies, Young Master Fu. Miss Lin is celebrating her birthday today, and Young Master Jingtong has reserved the entire place to have a candlelit dinner with Miss Lin. You can't go in now.”
Fu Qinglun had not even changed out of hospital clothes and had only draped a black cashmere coat over himself. His handsome face was menacing and frosty. ”Scram.”
He wanted to barge in.
The two waiters exchanged glances and delivered a punch to Fu Qinglun's wound.
Fu Qinglun retreated a couple of steps. He was in so much pain that he let out cold beads of perspiration.
The two waiters stood at the platform belittling Fu Qinglun. ”Young Master Fu, I addressed you Young Master Fu and you dared to answer me. Is your surname still Fu? Fu Qinglun, you have already been chased out of the Fu Family. You are worthless now!”
”The Fu Family and Fu Corporation belong to Young Master Jingtong now. Where do you stand? Look, Young Master Fu Jingtong and Miss Lin are having their candlelit dinner. You can't go in…”
The two waiters were insulting and demeaning him as though he was worse than trash on the ground.
Fu Qinglun did not have any change in his expression. His handsome face was as white as a sheet of paper, though he glared at the two waiters in a cold and menacing manner.