775 The Wedding Party 1 (1/2)

At present, Fu Qinglun was still at the old residence of the Fu Family. Evidently Old Master Fu and Fu Jingtong were plotting to trap Fu Qinglun here.

What should she do?

Lin Shiyu turned around and ran upstairs. She had to take Fu Qinglun away from this place!

Raising her hand, she knocked on the door of Fu Qinglun's room.

Very soon after, the room door opened and the man himself emerged at the door.

He stuck one hand into his trousers pocket and his deep, dark eyes landed on Lin Shiyu's beautiful face. ”Why are you here? Did you miss me?”

How was he still in the mood to crack jokes at this point in time?

”Fu Qinglun, you're in trouble. There is a party being held downstairs. Old Master Fu and Fu Jingtong are holding a wedding ceremony for you!”

Upon hearing these words, Fu Qinglun arched his eyebrows and said indolently, ”Really? How come I'm not aware that I'm going to get married? Who is my bride?”

”Fu Rongrong.”

”Ah.”

He actually said, ”Ah.”

Lin Shiyu was unable to fathom his thoughts. There was nary a change in the expression on his handsome face. He was so calm and composed, as if everything was happening according to his plans.

He was now trapped in the old residence of the Fu Family. She guessed that he was still oblivious to what was going on.

”Fu Qinglun, you have to leave now. Leave Karghalik.”

Fu Qinglun curved his dark red lips. ”I'm not leaving. There's going to be a big show tonight, so I want to stay behind to watch it.”

”…” Lin Shiyu rolled her eyes at him and grasped his muscular wrist. ”Fu Qinglun, stop fooling around. We have to leave now. I'll see if I can take you out of here!”

With that, Lin Shiyu pulled Fu Qinglun away.

But they had only walked a couple of steps when the man grasped her slender wrist and immediately pinned her against the wall.

Pah! Fu Qinglun slammed his large hand by her side on the wall. His broad chest sandwiched her delicate body between himself and the wall. ”Lin Shiyu, getting married is my own business. Why are you so anxious?”

The man's handsome and refined face grew larger in her vision, and Lin Shiyu's heart jumped. Yes, why was she so anxious?

Just then, her vision became dark and the man leaned his body and loomed closer to her. ”Admit it, Lin Shiyu. You still have feelings for me.”

'You still have feelings for me.'

She still liked him.

Both of their faces were almost touching. His clean and masculine scent seemed to scatter on her delicate skin. Lin Shiyu gradually curled her fingers.

She extended both arms to push him and said, ”Fu Qinglun, we were once married. Even if we were merely friends, it is only right for me to inform you about this matter.”

Friends?

The fire in Fu Qinglun's deep eyes extinguished bit by bit. He retracted his hand, stuck one hand into his trousers pocket and straightened himself. A sneer played on his dark red lips and he said impassively, ”How is it that I don't remember having a friend like you?”

”…”

At this moment, there was a flurry of footsteps. Someone had arrived.

”Fu Qinglun, you have to leave now. Someone is coming. You won't be able to get away later!”

Fu Qinglun narrowed his dark eyes and looked at Lin Shiyu. ”Do you think I'm still the same Fu Qinglun from three years ago - penniless, getting beaten by others and thrown into the police station, before getting dumped by my beloved woman?”

Lin Shiyu's luscious lashes quivered. Back then, the man was at his most wretched and pathetic state three years ago.