Chapter 627 I’m Sorry, I’m Just Too Jealous, Jealous to the Point of Madness

This surrogate mother looks to be in her twenties, similar to the one Gu Mohan found, both are female college students from poor families.

The surrogate mothers that rich people find are all of this type, young and beautiful, but compared to the one Gu Mohan found, this surrogate mother's eyebrows are very immature and simple, and she looks timid.

Is this the girl who will give birth to Fu Qinglun's baby?

Where is the owner of the egg?

High-quality eggs must be from a part of the social elite who are of noble birth, have received higher education, have knowledge, experience and beauty.

Only this kind of high-quality eggs are worthy of matching with Fu Qinglun.

Lin Shiyu's small face, the size of a palm, turned pale.

At this time, a low, mellow and magnetic voice sounded in her ears, "Shishi."

Lin Shiyu looked back and saw Fu Qinglun coming.

Fu Qinglun came over, stretched out his white and clean big hand to hold her small hand. He frowned and asked nervously, "Why are your hands so cold?"

Lin Shiyu looked at the surrogate mother, who raised her head. Her innocent and timid eyes were glued to Fu Qinglun, and her eyes were shining.

Today, Fu Qinglun wore a navy blue thin sweater and black trousers. His facial features were as handsome as those drawn by a painter. He was the young master of Guding Castle. The noble blood flowing in his body was mixed with a clean and warm charming atmosphere. Men like Fu Qinglun really attracted girls who were just beginning to fall in love.

Fu Qinglun was like the first love of all girls.

When did this surrogate mother have the opportunity to meet a man with status, position and power like Fu Qinglun? Now that she saw him, her eyes were immediately fluttering.

Fu Qinglun didn't notice the surrogate at all. All he could think about was Lin Shiyu's pale face. "Shishi."

Lin Shiyu raised her hand to support her forehead. "I feel dizzy."

"I'll take you to rest." Fu Qinglun held Lin Shiyu sideways.

...

In the lounge, Lin Shiyu closed her eyes. She was really dizzy. She fell asleep in a daze and had a very long dream.

She dreamed of the surrogate mother.

The surrogate mother's belly was very big. She deliberately fell down, and then said with grievance, "Young Master, my stomach hurts so much. Hurry up and take me to the hospital."

A tall and jade-like figure came over. Fu Qinglun came.

Fu Qinglun picked up the surrogate mother.

The surrogate mother smiled sweetly in Fu Qinglun's arms.

The scene changed again, and a very cute and cheerful little boy ran over, "Daddy, daddy, I really want to see my mommy, can you take me to my mommy?"

The little boy pulled Fu Qinglun over, and then a tall and graceful figure came in front, dressed in a business suit, a white shirt and a hip skirt. Although her face could not be seen clearly, she was graceful and moving.

"That's great, Daddy and Mommy can finally be together."

The little boy was cheering.

Lin Shiyu opened her eyes all of a sudden, as if she had woken up from a nightmare, and she sat up from the bed.

Where is she now?

She looked around with dull and empty eyes, all white, lonely and cold.

The sweat on her forehead flowed down her beautiful little face, her hands and feet were cold, and her whole body was shivering.

Her two thin legs curled up, she stretched out her slender arms to hug herself tightly, buried her pale little face without any blood, and curled up into a ball.

My heart hurts so much.

She can't bear the pain anymore.

I really can't bear it anymore.

At this time, a gentle call sounded in her ears, "Shishi... Shishi..."

This voice...

Lin Shiyu paused, then slowly raised her eyes and looked at the window in the room.

At this moment, a familiar figure stood by the window, it was... Mom.

Mom looked at her softly and slowly opened her arms, "Shishi, my child, come here, come to mom, mom hug me."

"Mom..."

Lin Shiyu's pale red lips revealed a painful and nostalgic murmur. She slowly got out of bed, bare her snow-white little feet, and came to the window.

She stretched out her little hand and pushed the window open.

The cold wind outside blew in in an instant, scraping her little face like a knife. This is the 18th floor.

But she didn't feel the cold and danger at all. Her empty and dull beautiful eyes looked at a distant place. She gently pulled the corners of her lips, "Mom, I'm so cold, hug me..."

She moved a small stool and climbed up to the window on the stool.

"Shishi." At this time, the door of the lounge was pushed open, and a tall and straight figure like jade came in from outside. Fu Qinglun came.

Fu Qinglun saw the slender and pretty figure at a glance. At this moment, she was sitting on the window.

She wore a white long skirt today, and the cold wind outside poured in mercilessly, blowing the long hair on her cheeks.

Her white dress was blown and gurgled, and the whole person was floating in the air.

Fu Qinglun's cold pupils suddenly contracted and expanded, and his heartbeat stopped at this moment. He forgot to breathe.

"Shishi!"

He roared, pulled his long legs apart and ran over.

Lin Shiyu closed her eyes, she faced the cold wind, opened her slender arms, her heart didn't hurt, she was free, finally free.

She jumped down.

The next second, a strong force attacked from behind, and two strong arms suddenly wrapped around her slender waist, pulling her back.

At the critical moment, Fu Qinglun hugged her.

Just a little bit.

Just a little bit.

Fu Qinglun hugged her and put her on the carpet. He grabbed her fair shoulders with his two big hands and twisted her around. He held her, his eyes were red like a wild animal out of control, and he shook her vigorously, "Lin Shiyu, are you fucking crazy? This is the 18th floor, and you dare to jump?"

The roaring voice and the dizzy shaking made Lin Shiyu tremble. Her dull and empty eyes slowly regained focus. She saw clearly, saw the handsome face in front of her.

"What did I...do?" She asked tremblingly. She had no idea what she had just done.

It was like a big hand grabbed Fu Qinglun's heart fiercely, and then rubbed it hard, rubbing him so hard that he wanted to die.

He stared at her intently, his muscular chest panting up and down, his mind full of it, just a little bit short.

Lin Shiyu had never seen him so angry and angry before. Now he bit his cheek, and the huge gloomy anger made his handsome features become hideous and terrifying. There were two small storms in his eyes, which were about to suck her down.

She was at a loss, ignorant, but felt that she was wrong.

She slowly stretched out her cold little hand and touched his handsome face. She apologized like a child who had done something wrong, "I'm sorry, I'm just... just too jealous, my heart... jealous crazy."

She said that she was jealous crazy.

She was jealous of the hostess of the egg, she was jealous of the surrogate mother.