Fu Qinglun got kicked hard in the thighs and his handsome face turned pale. Glaring at her for a few seconds, he got out of bed and put on his pyjamas before pulling open the bedroom door.
Someone leaning against the door was caught off guard and fell to the ground in a muddled heap. "Oh my, I'm gonna die of pain."
It was Madam Fu.
Fu Qinglun looked at her, speechless.
"Oh my, where am I? Who am I? What am I doing?" Exclaimed Mrs Fu as she took a peek at Lin Shiyu. She tapped Fu Qinglun's muscular shoulder and whispered, "Son, good to see that the two of you are doing it until so late. You can do it! My son is so masculine."
"… Mother!"
Seeing that Fu Qinglun was in a bad mood, Madam Fu ran back into her room hurriedly. "Son, go for it! You're the best!"
Sweeping past her, Fu Qinglun put on a black coat, took the car key and drove to a nearby pharmacy.
…
Ten minutes later, he came back with an ointment.
