Lu Qi'er also felt unhappy. Fu Qinglun had stayed by her side all these years, but now he was having sex with Lin Shiyu, even in her presence.
However, when another thought crossed her mind she smiled, feeling excited and jubilant inside. Judging from the way Fu Qinglun looked at her, she knew it.
Fu Qinglun was still obsessed with her. It was her that he wanted, and only her.
…
In the room.
Lin Shiyu sat up straight on the bed, her beautiful face was red as the drugs began to take effect. She supported herself on the bed with her slender arms and looked at the man beside the door. "Fu Qinglun, what are you trying to do?"
It was night and the room was lit with a faint, yellow ambiance. Fu Qinglun stood tall in the room, sizing her up with his cold eyes, somewhat flirtatiously. His brown lips formed a charming arch as he spoke, "Nothing much, I just locked the two of us in the same room."
