Chapter 930
Under everyone’s gazes, Fu Qinglun stopped in front of Qiu Cici and reached out with his fair hands.
Oh god, the Young Master was inviting her to a dance!
Qiu Cici quickly gave her small hands over to him. “Young Master… I…”
She was extremely confident in her dancing skills. For this party and this dance, she had spent a fortune on a dance instructor.
But before she could finish her sentence, Fu Qinglun raised his hands and took the number from her fingers.
He didn’t hold her hand, didn’t invite her to dance. He was only interested in the number in her hand!
Qiu Cici’s expression turned ugly.
Fu Qinglun lowered his eyes, his sharp gaze raking over the number 18. He parted his thin lips and asked, “Where did you get this number?”
Lin Shiyu was still locked inside the toilet. She stood on the stool and opened the window, looking down. It looked like it was seven to eight meters to the ground. She would probably die if she jumped from here.
She didn’t dare.
At this moment, a set of footsteps approached from the outside. “Young Master, Miss Lin is here!”
Fu Qinglun was here?
She heard the door being unlocked, and the toilet door was opened.
Lin Shiyu quickly jumped down from the stool, but lost her balance, and her heel twisted beneath her.
Hiss. It hurt!
Her eyebrows scrunched together in pain as she fell towards the floor.
At this moment, a tall, handsome figure entered her line of sight. A pair of strong hands wrapped around her waist and she fell into someone’s warm embrace.
She raised her eyes. Fu Qinglun’s handsome face was right next to hers.
He had really come.
Fu Qinglun ‘s handsome features were cold, and his low voice was sharp. “How could you be so foolish? Falling just like that?”
Shiyui remained quiet.
Fu Qinglun brought her over to sit on the chair. He went down on one knee, his long fingers lifting her chiffon skirt as he wrapped his palm around her delicate heel.
“Did you twist your ankle?”
He inspected her injury closely, his rough thumb rubbing against the skin of her foot. The area he touched was getting warmer, as waves of sensation spread from there. Lin Shiyu quickly retracted her foot.
But he held on tight and refused to let her go.
He lifted his beautiful eyes and looked at her, his thin lips curving up at the corners. “When did you become so sensitive? Can’t take it even when I touch you just a little?”
Refusing to speak, Shiyu still remained quiet. But she kicked him with her pale feet. “Mr Smithson, do you feel good when you’re being so unreasonable?”
Fu Qinglun kept silent. Instead, he grabbed her feet and started massaging them.
“Young Master, ” the butler at the door said, “Should I call for a doctor?”
Lin Shiyu looked at the butler. The Young Master of Castle Guding was bending down and attending to her feet. The older a family was, the more the men were respected in the family. In the butler’s eyes, what they were doing had to seem extremely inappropriate.
Lin Shiyu’s beautiful face flushed red. She lowered her eyes to look at him. He seemed as though he hadn’t noticed anything. His side profile was serious and handsome and he looked like a work of art.
“You can bring the doctー.”
“No one else other than me can touch your leg!” he said authoritatively.
“Young Master Fu, how do you have time to be here? Have you had your dance?” Lin Shiyu changed the subject.
Fu Qinglun looked lightly as the number behind her on the washing basin, then lifted her up in his arms. “Let’s have the dance now!”