Fu Qinglun's heart felt as if it were stabbed and twisted with a searing hot knife. He realized he was wrong and that he had indeed made a mistake.
He should not have pinned down Lu Qi'er. He should not have gone for Lu Qi'er. The child was gone and she would never forgive him.
Not only had he lost his child, he would lose her soon too.
He had a bad premonition that she would leave him very soon.
He liked her.
He really liked her.
Lu Qi'er listened to Fu Qinglun's confession and swiftly clenched her fists tightly. She dug her fingernails into her palm and did not feel any pain. So it turned out that Fu Qinglun had actually liked Lin Shiyu and he had liked her for many years.
All along she had thought that it was strange. The way that Fu Qinglun had been treating Lin Shiyu was unusual. Now she knew… He had actually met her when she was ten years old.
