Chapter 820 - Get a Divorce Now, Immediately, Instantly!
It was the first time Little Lemon had witnessed such a scene, with Uncle pressing on Mama, his head buried in her skirt.
She was so shocked she struggled free of Grandma and ran towards her mom, her childish voice crying out protectively, “Let go of Mama, don’t bully my Mama!”
Fu Qinglun had retreated as the two of them entered. Now Little Lemon ran towards him, stretching out her tiny hands to push against him. In her eyes, he was a bad guy bullying her mommy!
Afraid of scaring Little Lemon, Fu Qinglun got off the bed immediately.
Lin Shiyu’s face was burning red. She got off the bed quickly, and ran over to hug Little Lemon. Little Lemon hugged her mama tight, her big, dark eyes looking warily at Fu Qinglun. “You’re a bad guy, bullying my Mama!”
Fu Qinglun felt mortified, being mistaken as a ‘bad guy’. Fu Qinglun placed one hand on his hip, his normally-calm face flustered. How had it become like this? All he had been doing was kissing Shi’shi passionately, only to be interrupted by Little Lemon.
Little Lemon was only three years old, and in these three years, had not been near any boys, so she naturally didn’t understand why Uncle was pressing on Mama. She thought that he was bullying her.
Fu Jingtong’s expression darkened. “Old woman, who are you, how dare you hit me? Do you know what the consequences of hitting me are?”
“Ha,” Grandma said as she stood protectively in front of Lin Shiyu. She tapped her walking stick hard onto the ground, her eyes murderous. “I’ve lived so many years, and will hit whoever I want to hit. I wasn’t aware that hitting someone came with consequences!”
Fu Jingtong froze. Grandma had helmed the Guding Family for decades, and was termed ‘Old Mistress’ by the whole of Mexico. Her air of defiance and courage shocked Fu Jingtong. Who was this old woman?
“Old woman, you probably don’t know, but the woman behind your back is my wife. Little Lemon is my daughter. I’m here to fetch my wife and daughter out of this hospital!”
What?
Grandma’s expression turned into shock.
Lin Shiyu pressed her red lips together. She knew that Grandma’s affection for Little Lemon and her was real, but now that Fu Jingtong had spoken the truth, she didn’t know what Grandma would think. Would she dislike Little Lemon and her because of this?”
At this moment, she heard Grandma ask Fu Jingtong, “Well? What are you waiting for?”
Fu Jingtong laughed immediately. “I’ll take my wife and daughter theー”
“I’m talking about the divorce!” Grandma interrupted Fu Jingtong. “Divorce Little Shi’shi now. Now, immediately, instantly!”
With that, Grandma sized Fu Jingtong up with distaste. “Look at you. With a mouth that sticks out and a chin like an ape, a face that looks like it’s constantly scheming. I can tell at one look that you aren’t a good person. Lin Shiyu is way out of your league!”
1Lin Shiyu didn’t know what to say.
Pfft.
Lin Shiyu’s lips curved upwards as she laughed openly, her heart filled with warmth. Grandma didn’t question her at all, and simply stood by her side, protecting her. She felt like they were family.
Her mom used to protect her like that. Her mom had been her only family left in this world, but even she had left three years ago.
Thoroughly provoked, Fu Jingtong was seething inside. “Old woman, get lost right now! I will bring my wife and daughter home with me today and there’s nothing you can do!”
With that, he raised his hand to grab Lin Shiyu.
Without another word, Grandma started hitting Fu Jingtong with the walking stick in her hand. Dull thuds rang out. Even though Grandma was already over 80 years old, her determined beating was full of strength. In fact, she even scolded him as she hit him. “You scoundrel, how dare you bully my Shi’shi. I’ll beat you to death today! See if I don’t!”
Fu Jingtong had never been hit like this before. As the blows landed on him, he backed away quickly, looking extremely pathetic.
“Someone help me! Someone help! Get this crazy woman out of here!”
“Yes, Young Master!” The two black-clad security guards at the door ran in hastily and reached for Grandma.
Amidst the chaos in the room, a low, magnetic voice rang out. His voice was calm but powerful and threatening, and everyone froze. “What are you all doing?”
Lin Shiyu raised her eyes. It was Fu Qinglun.
Today, Fu Qinglun was in a custom-made white shirt with a navy-striped vest over it and crisp black trousers. There was a breastpin on his vest, which seemed to be glimmering under the light.