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Gu Mohan covered her with the blanket and leaned over to kiss her delicate face, before walking over to the balcony.

His white shirt billowed in the chilly wind. He whipped out his cell phone from his pants pocket, and dialed a number.

The melodious sound of the ringtone sounded once, then the person on the other line picked up the phone nonchalantly, and a baritone voice was heard. "Hello, President Gu."

It was… Lu Jinwen.

Gu Mohan's white shirt was tucked out from his trousers, and three or four buttons on his shirt were left undone, following the passionate act that had transpired just now. His impressive brown chest was revealed, giving off an indolent but magnetic aura. His deep and narrow eyes focused on the fog in the far distance. He curled his lips and spoke, "Uncle Yi, do you have any time? Let's meet."

"Anything special?" A simple two-word question was posed from the other line.

"Hm, yes." Gu Mohan similarly gave a simple two-word response.

"I will attend Ah Yan's engagement ceremony two days later. See you there."

"Understood."

…

At the ground floor of the apartment.

A Bugatti Veyron gradually came to a halt. The glistening car window rolled down and revealed a handsome and refined face. Fu Qinglun had returned.

His large palm pressed on the steering wheel. He raised his head and looked at the window. A bright warm light shone from the window. She was still awake.

Fu Qinglun opened a compartment and reached for a packet of cigarettes. He placed a cigarette on his lips, knitted his brows and began to smoke.

It had already been half a month since he had last seen her.

She had kept herself in confinement.

He knew that she did not wish to see him, and so he had gone overseas for work for half a month. He had asked his secretary to line up his work appointments one after another, so that he did not have time to think of her.

However, he was merely deceiving himself.

He missed her.

He missed her so much he felt like he was going insane.

He had driven his car here straight after he got off from the plane. Would she hate him when she saw him?

Fu Qinglun faintly curved his thin lips. He stubbed the cigarette in the ashtray, opened the driver's car seat door, and alighted from the car.

…

In the apartment.

Ding dong. Mama Lin heard the doorbell ring. Who could it be?

Mama Lin opened the door. When she saw Fu Qinglun, her eyes lit up with joy. "Qinglun, you're back?"

"Mom," Qinglun greeted, and entered the house. He asked in a hushed voice, "Where's Shi'shi?"

Seeing how much her son-in-law missed her daughter, Mama Lin felt pleased. She pointed towards a door and said, "In that room. Qinglun, I will hand over Shi'shi to you. I'm going line-dancing now."

Mama Lin left the apartment after speaking, giving the two of them some privacy.

Fu Qinglun's footsteps were light and steady as he walked into the room. The door was open. An exquisitely graceful figure was sitting on the side of the bed, with her back facing him.

He took one glance, and his tall body immediately stiffened.

Lin Shiyu was wearing a pair of white cotton pajamas pants and a white singlet top. Her fair hands swept her long hair aside, revealing her graceful back. She furrowed her eyebrows and grumbled, "Mom, what are you doing? Quickly help me to clean my back… I don't care, I will definitely bathe tomorrow. I'm telling you, not letting me bathe during confinement is just wrong! The idea is old fashioned and obsolete!"

Lin Shiyu had already secretly taken a bath. But unfortunately, she was caught by her mother while she was bathing yesterday. Her mother was watching her like a hawk today, and said that she would help clean her back.

Not hearing a response, Lin Shiyu sensed someone at the door, but did not turn her head. "Mom, come here quickly, " she urged.

Come here quickly…

These pretty words that had a hint of a spoiled child whining entered Fu Qinglun's eardrum, like a curse. He walked into the room uncontrollably.

"Mom, the basin is there."

Fu Qinglun glanced sideways. There was a hot water basin placed on the chair. He walked towards it, retrieved a wet towel from within, squeezed out the excess water, and went to her back.

With gentle ministrations, he cleaned her back.

The wet towel glided across her delicate skin, leaving tiny droplets of glistening water. Her skin was delicate, and every inch was as fair as the suet from a sheep. The singlet top revealed her slender waist. From where he was standing, he could see the curvy lines of her waist - a perfect S shape. That slender waist was comparable to the small opening of a porcelain vase, and it was enough to take one's breath away.

Fu Qinglun's throat felt like it was on fire.

"Mom, I'm going to take off my singlet now for you to clean. I'm warning you first, don't look." Lin Shiyu sounded like a pampered child whining when she spoke to her mother, and this idiosyncrasy was in stark contrast to her typical aloof appearance.

Fu Qinglun pursed his thin lips. He wanted to say something to warn her, but his throat felt so hot he could not say a word.

At this moment, Lin Shiyu stretched out her fair arms and took off her singlet top. Even though that was her mother, she still felt embarrassed. After all, she was already an adult. She wrapped her arms protectively around her chest, turned her head and said, "Mom, youー"

Her voice trailed off, as the handsome and refined face of Fu Qinglun suddenly entered her vision.

He was very tall. She needed to raise her head to look up at him. Now his eyes were fixated on her bright and smooth chest. He was unable to avert his gaze in time, and when he saw that she was looking, he raised his eyes and his gaze fell on her pretty face.

He had not seen her for half a month. Under the meticulous care of her mother, she looked to be in good health. Her face was fair, her lips were red, and every facial feature of hers looked enchanting.

Fu Qinglun's handsome eyes gradually reddened.

Both of them exchanged eye contact. The atmosphere in the room became haunted and stifling. When Lin Shiyu registered his presence, her gaze turned aloof.

Fu Qinglun licked his dry lips and stuck one hand into his pants pocket. He hoarsely said, "Sorry, I…"

Lin Shiyu stood up and approached him. She tiptoed and kissed his thin lips.

Fu Qinglun's dark eyes instantly narrowed. He never would have imagined that she would take the initiative to kiss him.

She actually kissed him.

The feel of her soft and sweet lips brought him back to reality. She had indeed kissed him.

Fu Qinglun felt his blood boil in that instant. His muscular torso tightened, and he gradually knitted his brows. He gently opened his mouth to take in her red lips.

He swiftly knitted his brows. It was not that she did not taste good. She was so delectable that he stuck out his tongue, which was only met with her teeth.

Lin Shiyu opened her mouth to let him in.

Fu Qinglun dared not touch her. She was still nude above the waist. He did not know where to put his hands. He hooked the tip of her tongue and hoarsely asked, "Shi'shi, you are still not out of confinement… we can'tー"

Lin Shiyu bit down hard on his lips.

The slight piercing pain was enough to make a man lose control. Fu Qinglun groaned inwardly, and encircled that slender waist, which he had lusted for a long time, with his large palms.