934 She Refused to Talk to Me (2/2)

”Miss Lin, sorry, I was wrong!” Qiu Cici promptly apologized to Lin Shiyu. There was nothing she wanted more than to be married the Young Master of the Guding family.

Lin Shiyu's countenance was cold and aloof. She ignored Qiu Cici and extended her arms to carry Little Lemon. ”Little Lemon, let's go home.”

”Okay, Mommy.” Little Lemon returned to Lin Shiyu's arms. Lin Shiyu turned around to leave.

At this moment, a large hand grasped her slender wrist. ”I'll get the chauffeur to send both of you back.”

”There's no need to. Thank you Mr Smithson.” Lin Shiyu thanked him aloofly before leaving with Little Lemon.

Fu Qinglun stood rooted to the spot. These three days, he had not taken the initiative to contact her, and she actually had not made any attempts to contact him either. She was still so cold and aloof towards him.

”Young Master, my face hurts. Can you help me to apply some soothing cream?” Upon seeing Lin Shiyu walk away, Qiu Cici promptly walked ahead, hugged Fu Qinglun's strong arm and whined with pouted lips.

Fu Qinglun looked down at Qiu Cici's hand and spat out coldly, ”Let go!”

Qiu Cici froze. She felt as if the man's baleful gaze was going to pierce through her arm. He did not allow her to touch him.

Actually not only had he not contacted Lin Shiyu these three days, he had not made any attempts to contact his wife-to-be either.

Heartbroken, Qiu Cici stammered, ”Y-Young Master, you don't want to marry me anymore?”

Fu Qinglun gradually curved his thin lips. ”Ever since you locked Shi'shi in the washroom and took her number plate, you've already been embroiled in this game.”

With that, Fu Qinglun left the room, his personal assistant and the group of business elites followed behind.

Qiu Cici froze on the spot. He mentioned about a game…

What game was it?

Qiu Cici was a little fearful. In these three years that Fu Qinglun had undertaken the role of Young Master of the Guding Castle, he had demonstrated that he could be ruthless and merciless when handling matters. Whoever that offended him would be subjected to punishment.

But she still wanted to gamble.

She was only one step away from being Young Madam!

…

Fu Qinglun arrived at his office. He stood by the full-length window, took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

The melodious ringtone rang once and the phone was picked up on the other line. Gu Mohan's deep and charismatic voice came through the phone. ”Hello.”

Fu Qinglun knitted his brows. ”Are you fooling me? You told me not to contact Shi'shi, so that she would contact me voluntarily. But now she doesn't even want to talk to me!”

This was a method that Gu Mohan had taught him, something about playing hard to get. Fu Qinglun really fell for his trick.

”Ha.” Gu Mohan gave a low laugh. ”Why are you anxious? If this method was used on Mo'er, within three days she would fall for it. But you're talking about Lin Shiyu now. Don't you love her for her cool and standoffish demeanor? If she's passionate and eager, she's not Lin Shiyu anymore.”

Fu Qinglun pursed his thin lips. ”You're saying that your method will surely work?”

”Don't worry, you won't go wrong with what I taught you. Now call me Master.”