Chapter 1098 - Full of Love
Eat together?
Lin Shiyu rejected them outright. “Miss Leng, thank you for your good intentions, but I won’t be a lightbulb.”
Fu Qinglun promptly pursed his thin lips. What lightbulb?
He could tell that she was secretly happy he was not pestering her anymore, and now she was eagerly pushing him to another woman. She wanted to be the lightbulb.
“Miss Lin, let’s eat together. The lunch buffet in the cafeteria is ending soon. If you don’t eat with us, you won’t have anything to eat.” Fu Qinglun advised in his deep voice.
The lunch buffet was ending soon?
What nonsense was that?
Yi Foundation had always been very generous and a sumptuous buffet had been prepared for all the artistes this time. As Lin Shiyu stood at the entrance of the cafeteria, there were many young artistes who had only just reached for their lunch.
Leng Yan looked at her half-disbelievingly.
Just then, the private room door was pushed open and Fu Qinglun entered.
“Mr Smithson, sit here.” Leng Yan pointed to the seat beside her.
Fu Qinglun did not look at Leng Yan at all. His gaze landed on Lin Shiyu’s pretty face and then he walked over to her.
He then sat down beside Lin Shiyu.
“…”
Lin Shiyu froze, while Leng Yan’s expression changed.
The waiter came in again and this time, he placed a clay pot beside Lin Shiyu’s hand. “Miss Lin, this is the soup that Boss has asked the Head Chef to boil for you.”
Lin Shiyu looked at the clay pot. It was peanut carp fish soup.
She was very familiar with this soup because Auntie Su had always boiled it for her to drink to increase milk production.
He actually…
At this moment, a clean and fair hand stretched over, took up a small bowl and helped her to scoop some fish soup. “Drink the soup first.”
Not only was he sitting by her side, he even helped her to scoop the soup. The temperature in the private room rose rapidly.
Lin Shiyu looked up and Fu Qinglun. “Mr Smithson, I can do it myself…”
Fu Qinglun unbuttoned his suit, removing it and casually draped it over the back of her chair.
He leaned backwards and glanced sideways at her. “Drink up now, so that Son will have milk to drink.”
“…”
He said… Son?
Lin Shiyu suddenly had an illusion that this son was his.
A scene promptly surfaced in her mind. It was an erotic dream, and in it, she was pinned against the glass window. When she looked down, she saw two hands holding her svelte waist. The hands were beautifully fair and clean with long fingers.
They resembled… this man’s hands.
Flushing slightly, Lin Shiyu swiftly lowered her luscious lashes. What was happening to her? She had actually superimposed this man onto the man in her dreams.
Without another word, she picked up a small spoon and started to drink the fish soup.
As Fu Qinglun looked at her drinking the soup obediently, his eyes became tender and gentle. He took up his chopsticks and began to remove the fish bones, then he placed the boneless fish meat into Lin Shiyu’s bowl.
Leng Yan, who was witnessing this scene opposite, was shocked beyond words. My God. What had she seen?
The aristocratic founder of Yi Foundation, Mr Smithson, was actually picking out fish bones for a woman. It was as if nothing could disrupt him and that it was a daily habit for him to be removing fish bones for her.
Lin Shiyu looked at the meat in her bowl and her hand froze in action. All these years, there was only one person who had removed fish bones for her.
It was her mother.
Mom would always remove the fish bones and place the meat into her bowl.
It was Mom’s way of showing love.
And now… Why was he doing this for her?
Lin Shiyu’s heart softened. She did not know why but she had gone all soft and mushy inside.
All because of this man.
…
After work in the afternoon, Lin Shiyu exited the hall of Yi Foundation. At this moment, a luxurious car stopped gradually in front of her and a refined and handsome figure alighted from the seat. “Shiyu.”
Lin Shiyu raised her eyes. It was Su Beimo.
She gave him a slight smile. “Beimo, why are you here?”
“I’ll take you home. Get into the car.”
Su Beimo pulled open the car door in a gentlemanly manner.
But Lin Shiyu did not budge. At this moment, she heard a deep and low voice. “Looks like Teacher Lin is not free today to teach Little Lemon.”
Lin Shiyu looked up to see a Maybach tailing closely behind. The car window gradually rolled down, revealing Fu Qinglun’s face. He did not get down from the car, but rather, he was looking at her in apparent displeasure.