Fu Qinglun's face darkened when he heard Leo's words. "I think you're the one who should let go!" With that, he suddenly clenched his hands tighter, squeezing Lin Shiyu's wrists harshly.
Hiss.
Lin Shiyu furrowed her brows in pain.
Leo was a tall and handsome mixed-blood. He was also the heir to his family's business and had received the best education, so was a gentleman. Seeing Lin Shiyu in pain, his expression changed and he commented dryly, "Sir, you're hurting Shiyu!"
Fu Qinglun's gaze landed on Lin Shiyu's beautiful face. She was turning paler and paler. It was obvious that he was hurting her. His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly let go of her wrist.
Leo stepped forward and asked with concern, "Shiyu, are you alright?"
Lin Shiyu shook her head. "It's nothing."
"Let's go then."
