Fu Qinglun had arrived.
She did not know when he had arrived, or whether he had heard the conversation earlier on. Mama Lin felt embarrassed.
"Qinglun, you are here?"
Fu Qinglun's handsome face was emotionless. He felt like he was enveloped in a gust of cold air that was suffocating and oppressive. He seemed to be trying hard to suppress his emotions, but also appeared to be indifferent. He looked straight at Mama Lin and called, "Mom."
"Qinglun, quickly enter. You sleep with Shi'shi tonight, I'm going back to my room." Mama Lin swiftly left.
…
After Mama Lin left, Qinglun strode into the room and closed the door with a bang.
He went over to the bed.
Lin Shiyu had just eaten a small bowl of red beans. Now, she was lounging on a soft cushion and leisurely flipping through an entertainment magazine. She did not look at him at all.
