1095 I Dont Like You (1/2)

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.