Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

ou, I really love you!”

“Young Master Fu, this pervert seems to be Mrs Fu’s fan,” the employee said.

Lin Shiyu turned around while looking at the pervert in disdain.
“I’ve received many roses and gifts recently, it must have been from him.
He is a crazy fan of mine,” she explained.

Fu Qinglun’s hand slid down and he held her waist domineeringly.
He glared at the pervert before saying, “Put him in the police station and make sure to investigate him thoroughly.
There may be more to it than him just being an obsessive fan.”

“Understood.” The bodyguard escorted the pervert away.

Lin Shiyu glanced at Fu Qinglun and asked, “Young Master Fu, you’re suspecting that the pervert isn’t my fan?”

He pursed his lips and thought to himself, there was a black figure that flashed past when the wine rack almost fell on Lin Shiyu the other time at the bar.

Though he had already engaged some people to investigate the incident, there hadn’t been much useful information since then.

Now that there was another pervert who appeared out of nowhere to harass her, things definitely weren’t as simple as they seemed.

Fu Qinglun’s eyes were on Lin Shiyu’s ravishing face as he responded, “There aren’t that many coincidences on earth.
When things run too smoothly, it must be deliberate.
Come on, let’s head back to your room.”

Fu Qinglun then led the way.

Lin Shiyu stood on the spot, her pupils contracted—-here aren’t that many coincidences on earth, when things run too smoothly, it must be deliberate.

She had heard this phrase before.

Zi Jun had mentioned it in his letter six years ago!

That was Zi Jun’s saying, how did Fu Qinglun come to know it?

Was it a mere coincidence? Or was there more to it?

Fu Qinglun stopped walking and turned around to look at her after realizing she wasn’t moving.
“Why aren’t you moving?”

Lin Shiyu gazed at his personable face, his chiseled features were exuding an elegance of a scion of a dignified family.

He wore a khaki coat with a plain white shirt in it.
He wore a pair of silver cufflinks that peeked out of his coat.
His entire look was immaculate and charming.

Lin Shiyu was suddenly reminded of her erotic dream about Zi Jun the other time.
Zi Jun was dressed in a white dress shirt while walking over to her…

Women’s sixth sense would work even better than any detective alive.
She could feel the two faces, Fu Qinglun and Zi Jun’s morphing together, they appeared to be the same person.
Her mind was blown away.

Noticing that she was in a daze, Fu Qinglun quickly walked over and stretched his hand out, wanting to put it over her forehead.
“What’s the matter, are you feeling unwell?”

Lin Shiyu speedily dodged away, not allowing him to touch her.

“I’ll return to my room first.” She opened the door and slammed it in his face.

Fu Qinglun could only look at the tightly closed door in front of him, feeling despondent.

…

In the room.

Lin Shiyu’s mind was in a mess, she pondered over that one question.
Is Fu Qinglun actually Zi Jun?

Was he?

No, it shouldn’t be.

It couldn’t be.

But a woman’s sixth sense told her repeatedly that Fu Qinglun was Zi Jun.
Zi Jun was Fu Qinglun!

On one hand, there was Zi Jun, who exchanged letters with her for three whole years and the other was her husband with whom she had a three year marriage with.
She couldn’t help but feel the same sense of familiarity with the both of them and she finally pieced it together.
They were the same person.

Fu Qinglun is Zi Jun!

Someone knocked on the door.

Who was it?

Lin Shiyu walked over and opened the door, but there wasn’t anyone outside.
There was only an envelope placed on the ground.

There were a few words written—-Nine o’clock, I’ll be waiting for you under the pavilion.

Greetings, Zi Jun.

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