Chapter 1095: I Donāt Like You
What was he doing?! Not only had he barged into her room on his own accord, he was even carrying her son?
Lin s.h.i.+yu felt a rush of blood to her head and she promptly rushed over. āReturn me my son!ā
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. āI only wanted to carry him for a while.ā
āReturn me my son and get out now!ā Lin s.h.i.+yu hissed fiercely.
Fu Qinglun wanted to pa.s.s Little Shushu over to her, but the moment he stretched his hands, he felt something warm on the sleeve of his white s.h.i.+rt. Little Shushu had peed.
Little Shushu had peed on his white s.h.i.+rt.
The tension in the room was highly strung.
Furious thoughts flashed across Lin s.h.i.+yuās 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 s.h.i.+yu 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 Qinglunās 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 s.h.i.+yu placed him back into the cot and looked up at Fu Qinglun. āMr Smithson, please leave now!ā
āYour son peed on my s.h.i.+rt.ā
He glanced down at his sleeve. Although that was his sonās doing and he did not find it dirty, he had a proclivity for cleanliness and he would not wear this s.h.i.+rt again.
āAnd so?ā Lin s.h.i.+yu asked.
āIāll call my a.s.sistant to send a set of clothes over. I want to go into your bathroom to shower now.ā
Lin s.h.i.+yu felt an imperative need to make things clear right then and there. āMr Smithson, I donāt care how you feel towards me, but Iām telling you now that you are not the type that I like. I donāt like you.ā
Upon hearing these words, Fu Qinglun looked up and pursed his lips coldly. Soon later, he smiled. āTeacher Lin, I think you have misunderstood me. I donāt have any feelings towards you.ā
With that, he began to unb.u.t.ton his s.h.i.+rt, 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 impa.s.sively, āIām going to shower now. I will leave after Iām done.ā
The bathroom door closed.
Lin s.h.i.+yu 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 s.e.xual and ambiguous games.
She had always been firm and decisive. She did not want this man to disrupt her peaceful life.
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 likeā¦
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 s.h.i.+yu was such a woman.
He did not dare to force her.
Half a year ago, he had slapped her and he was afraid that she would hate him.
Stretching out one hand, Fu Qinglun reached for the shower gel. But his hand froze suddenly as he saw something beside the shower gel bottle. It was the underwear that she had taken off just now.
He picked up the underwear and put it under his nose to sniff it. There was a sweet milky scent.
It was the same scent on Little Shushu.
His heart was filled with tenderness as he thought about how she had given birth to a son for him. He did not regret letting her undergo hypnosis, as it was only through hypnosis that she could forget all the pain and be relaxed and carefree during her pregnancy.
At times, he had to admit that his love for her was a burden towards her. So many things had happened throughout these years, and perhaps this was the reason that she had been rejecting him subconsciously.
She did not want him to disrupt her life again.
Lin s.h.i.+yu had always been an intuitive woman. Perhapsā¦ when he took away her memory and made her forget about him and Little Lemon, she had begun to hate him. She had removed him completely from her heart.
Fu Qinglun frowned tightly. His throat bobbed and his hand moved downwards while clutching her underwearā¦
Lin s.h.i.+yu was sitting with Little Lemon by the piano and guiding Little Lemon to play the piano.
Thud! The door opened and Fu Qinglun walked out, followed by his personal a.s.sistant.
āDaddy.ā Little Lemon promptly ran over to Fu Qinglun. āTeacher Lin plays the piano as well as Daddy. Daddy, you should come here and play a song for Teacher Lin to hear.ā
Little Lemon was eager to promote her Daddyās good points to her Mommy.
Fu Qinglun looked down and caressed Little Lemonās hair. āLittle Lemon, Daddy has something to do, so I need to leave now. Uncle a.s.sistant will stay here and he will take you home later.ā
āAh, Daddy, youāre leaving now?ā
Little Lemon pouted her little mouth unhappily. Daddy was so useless, he could not chase after Mommy!
Little Lemon wanted her Mommy so much.
Lin s.h.i.+yu glanced sideways at Fu Qinglun. The man had just showered and he was now wearing a clean white s.h.i.+rt and black trousers, which made him look handsome and refined.
Actually, Lin s.h.i.+yu had always thought that he looked the best amongst all the other men wearing white s.h.i.+rts.
āLittle Lemon, be good. Daddy is leaving now.ā
Fu Qinglun then left without even glancing at Lin s.h.i.+yu. Lin s.h.i.+yu breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that he had become a stranger once again.
After all, thatās what they were. They didnāt know each other at all.
Little Lemon had also left. Lin s.h.i.+yu returned to her room and went into the bathroom to get a towel.
At this moment, she realized her underwear had been thrown into the rubbish bin.
She had not thrown it in the rubbish bin.
Lin s.h.i.+yu looked at her own underwear in confusion. Upon examining her underwear, her luscious lashes quivered suddenly. The underwear was creased and crumpled, and there was a big stain on it.