Chapter 139 Mrs. Fu, Why Are You so Careless?

Lin Ruoxi, who was called a "little follower", looked angry and wanted to speak.

But Lin Shiyu's wonderful eyes suddenly turned to her, "Hey, little follower, I think you really need to learn from your sister Qier, learn how she rides two boats, learn how she deals with things. Between two prominent men, learn from her how she licks her face and acts like a mistress."

Xiao-san?

Hearing this word, Lu Qier quickly raised her eyebrows, "Shiyu, how can you say that I am a mistress? There is nothing wrong between me and Qinglun!"

Lin Shiyu stepped forward step by step on high heels. She raised her beautiful red lips and glanced up and down at Lu Qier with squinted almond eyes. She couldn't say she was disdainful, but she was full of contempt, "Are you still wronged? Where did you get your face? ? From such a distance, I can smell the arrogance all over your body. You are engaged to Gu Mohan and you use other men as money printing machines. You still don’t admit that you are a mistress? "

"Oh, by the way, you don't seem to be worthy of the word mistress, right? Mistresses are engaged in business, and the client gives the prostitute money, and she gives it to others, but look at you, the prostitute If you take it and don't let anyone ride it, how do you say that, you become a bitch and you still build an archway."

"You!" Lu Qier was trembling with anger. She really didn't expect Lin Shiyu to be so sharp-tongued.

puff.

Beichuan on the side laughed secretly, why did he feel so relieved when he saw his wife's beautiful face turned pale when she beat Lu Qier.

"Qinglun." Lu Qier immediately looked at Fu Qinglun aggrievedly.

Fu Qinglun's eyes were firmly locked on Lin Shiyu, as if he hadn't looked at her again since Lin Shiyu appeared.

Lu Qier's heart sank. Could it be that Fu Qinglun fell in love with Lin Shiyu?

Lin Shiyu was too lazy to look at Lu Qier a second time. She glanced at Fu Qinglun lightly, then turned and left.

…

Lin Shiyu returned to the banquet hall. She took a glass of red wine and took an elegant sip. At this moment, there was a "ding" sound, her cell phone rang, and a text message came.

She took out her phone and took a look at it, and the corners of her beautiful mouth curved up in a happy arc.

Putting the phone away, she turned around, but accidentally bumped into someone else, and the red wine in her hand splashed onto someone else's shirt.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Lin Shiyu quickly put down her wine glass and took out two pieces of paper to wipe the other person's shirt.

The person who was hit was a young talent. Originally, he showed a slight displeasure when his shirt was wet, but when he looked up, he saw Lin Shiyu's beautiful little face.

There is no one in Yecheng who doesn’t know about Nanmo and Beiyu.

There are no men in Yecheng who don’t like red roses and white moonlight.

The young talent quickly smiled and said, "It's okay, Miss Lin, I'll wipe it myself."

Lin Shiyu felt a little guilty. She said politely, "Sir, if the shirt is stained with red wine, it may not be clean. How about this? Give me your address and I will buy an identical shirt for you."

The young talent's eyes lit up, "Miss Lin..."

Before he could say anything, a tall and jade-like figure came over and said, "Mrs. Fu, why are you so careless? Did you hurt yourself?"

Lin Shiyu raised her eyes, and Fu Qinglun's handsome and gentle cheeks magnified in her sight.

He was looking at her tenderly.

What the hell?

Lin Shiyu raised her misty eyebrows and moved her pretty body, trying to get rid of him.

Fu Qinglun's handsome face was calm, and he didn't even frown.

pain.

So good, why is he so crazy?

Lin Shiyu glared at him, but Fu Qinglun calmly looked away, hugged her intimately and looked at the young talent.

His cold eyes were already stained with a bit of thinness. He narrowed his cold eyes and spoke calmly in a condescending kingly manner, "Sir, my wife wet your shirt. Later, my secretary We will contact you and compensate you.”

These words sounded polite at first, but when the young talent came into contact with Fu Qinglun's cold gaze and the dark aura exuding from him, he was so scared that his legs weakened.

This young master of the Fu family, who had power over the entire Ye City, was both noble and ruthless.

"No need, Mr. Fu, Mrs. Fu, I'm fine, let's go first."

The young talents fled.

A faint sneer appeared at the corner of Fu Qinglun's lips. He lowered his eyes and looked at Lin Shiyu in his arms, "Mrs. Fu, even if you want to seduce a man next time, you must seduce a capable one. A coward like this It’s so embarrassing to run away when you’re scared by me.”

To seduce men?

Lin Shiyu pushed him away. She felt funny, "Young Master Fu, do you think all women are Lu Qier? Which of your eyes saw me seducing men?"

Fu Qinglun's handsome face turned cold. How dare this woman deny it after being caught by him?

Do you think he is a fool?

"You may not have meant to spill red wine on a man, but you wiped a man's shirt with a tissue and had physical contact with the man. You still don't admit that you seduced the man?"

“…”

Lin Shiyu was speechless. There was no need to blame someone for this.

"Master Fu, whatever you think, as long as you are happy, I have something to do now, so I'll leave first, you can go and have fun by yourself."

After saying this, Lin Shiyu turned around.

But her slender wrist was clasped by a big palm, and the man easily turned her around, and then a glass of red wine was stuffed into her soft hand.

The red wine was sloping, and the white shirt on Fu Qinglun's chest was quickly stained.

"Mrs. Fu, you spilled red wine on me now, and now you come and wipe my shirt too."

“…”

This man is crazy!

He wet his shirt and asked her to wipe it.

"Master Fu, is it interesting for you to play with me like this?"

"It doesn't matter whether you think it's interesting or not, as long as I think it's interesting." Fu Qinglun took out a few tissues and stuffed them into her little hands.

His attitude was that if she didn't wipe it for him, he would keep pestering her.

Lin Shiyu laughed angrily. She thought this man was quite strange. In front of Lu Qier, he was a domineering president who could spend hundreds of millions, but in front of her, he was simply... a childish ghost.

Lin Shiyu picked up the tissue and wiped it for him.