Chapter 472 Fu Qinglun, Little Lemon Is Your Daughter (Rewards and Extra Chapters)

Fu Qinglun rescued Sikong!

Lin Shiyu was startled, what is the relationship between Fu Qinglun and Sikong?

Does Fu Qinglun know Sikong?

She wanted to laugh. She never expected that Sikong, whom she had been looking for for so long, was an old acquaintance of Fu Qinglun.

Now Little Lemon is looking for Sikong to save her life. Perhaps, all this is an arrangement from somewhere.

Fu Jingtongjun's face sank. He did not expect that Fu Qinglun and Sikong were old acquaintances.

This Sikong's medical skills are amazing. The key is that he is still a member of the Gudingburg family.

The Gutinberg family has dominated Mexico for two centuries and is a legendary existence. What is the relationship between Fu Qinglun and the Gudinberg family?

Fu Jingtong was already suspicious.

At this time, the subordinate stammered, "Young Master, Young Madam, Fu Qinglun left a message. If you want to find Sikong, go to hotel room No. 8108 to find him."

Go to the hotel room to find Fu Qinglun?

Lin Shiyu twisted her eyebrows.

…

Room 8108.

Lin Shiyu raised her green little hand and knocked on the door.

Soon a low-alcohol magnetic voice came from inside, "Come in."

Lin Shiyu pushed the door open and entered.

There was a dim light in the presidential suite. Her clear almond-shaped eyes looked around the room, and finally saw a person on the burgundy sofa.

Fu Qinglun leaned lazily on the sofa, his two proud long legs casually stretched across the coffee table in front of him, scarlet flames burning in his slender fingers, and he frowned and smoked.

There is a bit of decadence in the evil charm, and it is very sexy.

Lin Shiyu opened her thin legs and walked over quickly, "Fu Qinglun, where is Sikong? I want to see Sikong."

Fu Qinglun was smoking with his handsome eyelids lowered. The light here was relatively dark, making his delicate facial features half-dark. He took a puff of cigarette, raised his head slightly and blew out a puff of smoke, "Why are you looking for Sikong, Fu Jing?" Hitomi is sick?"

As he spoke, he twitched his thin crimson lips sarcastically, "Could it be that he... collapsed on top of you from exhaustion?"

Lin Shiyu's beautiful eyebrows suddenly turned cold, "Little Lemon is sick and is in a coma now. I want Sikong to help!"

Fu Qinglun's smoking movement stopped, and his heart felt as if he had been stung by a needle, with dense pain.

Little Lemon is in a coma?

All he could think about was Little Lemon's pretty little face. He had made her sad today. He knew that Little Lemon didn't like him anymore.

He brought the cigarette to his lips and took a strong puff. This puff he took very quickly, and he coughed twice in his fine chest. "Even if Little Lemon is unconscious, what does it have to do with me? Why should I?" Let Sikong rescue her?"

Lin Shiyu's two small hands hanging by her sides suddenly clenched into pink fists. She could understand that he didn't like Little Lemon, but she couldn't forgive him.

"Fu Qinglun, Little Lemon is your daughter!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Qinglun froze.

Is Little Lemon his daughter?

He remained expressionless for more than ten seconds, and soon scarlet cigarette ashes fell on his fingertips because he had not smoked for a long time. He was burned, and his sanity slowly returned.

In the smoke, he raised his handsome eyelids and looked at her, "Oh, Lin Shiyu, you have been lying for the past three years. Do you think I will believe you when you say that Little Lemon is my daughter?"

Oh, he didn't believe it.

Lin Shiyu looked at him indifferently, her beautiful red lips curved in an indifferent arc, "Let Sikong rescue Little Lemon, just in time for Sikong to do a DNA paternity test. DNA can't lie. It will be good for you." It doesn’t hurt, maybe Little Lemon is your daughter.”

Maybe Little Lemon is your daughter...

When she said this, she was filled with sharp calmness and ridicule, and Fu Qinglun's heart panicked for no reason.

To be honest, he really didn't believe that Little Lemon was his daughter, and he concluded that she was lying.

But her determination at the moment frightened him.

If Little Lemon is really his daughter...

He quickly stretched out his white and clean palms to clasp her slender wrists, and pulled hard, causing Lin Shiyu to sit on his strong thighs.

As soon as she fell into his arms, Lin Shiyu quickly smelled the smell of alcohol all over his body. He was drunk.

"Don't touch me!" She struggled.

"You stay with me tonight and I'll ask Sikong to save Little Lemon."

Lin Shiyu's struggling movements froze, and Yu Jie, who looked like a cattail leaf fan, suddenly trembled. She wanted to go back to the hospital to accompany Little Lemon.

Little Lemon will be scared alone.

Little Lemon has often been sick since she was born, and was even pushed into the operating room several times because of her critical illness. However, Little Lemon did not cry or make trouble. Little Lemon took her hand and said, as long as Mommy stays with Little Lemon, Little Lemon will Not afraid anymore.

She never left Little Lemon alone.

What's more, it's a cold hospital.

She raised her eyes and looked at Fu Qinglun, and said word by word, "Little Lemon is in the hospital. You ask Sikong to go first, and I will stay with you."

Fu Qinglun's deep cold eyes were still clear, but they were covered with a layer of blurred drunkenness. His strong arms hugged the woman's waist, "I will let Sikong do a DNA paternity test. If you dare to lie to me, , I will ask Sikong to interrupt Little Lemon’s treatment at any time, in case Little Lemon has any accident..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Shiyu raised her hand and gave him a slap.

The crisp sound of the slap resounded throughout the room, and Fu Qinglun's handsome face was deflected.

The atmosphere in the room became depressing and solidified.

Half a minute later, Fu Qinglun turned his handsome face around. His cold and handsome face suppressed the anger and temper in his heart. His voice was also forced out from his throat, which was terrifying. "Why did you hit me, huh?"

Lin Shiyu slapped him very hard, and her palms were numb. She raised her slender white hand to lift the hair on her cheeks, and smiled at him, "What reason do I need to hit you? I hit you if I want to, because you are so mean."

Fu Qinglun's eyes sank, and he wanted to strangle this woman to death!

Good, she is so good!

He pinched her slender waist with his big hand and pulled her into his arms. He blocked her bright red lips with force.

"Sikong..." She avoided his little head and didn't let him kiss her.

Fu Qinglun kissed her delicate face, "Sikong has gone, now accompany me well, don't spoil the fun."

He kissed her red lips.

Sikong has gone.

Lin Shiyu's tense nerves relaxed, and the little lemon was saved.

She looked at the man who was so close, and put her two white hands on his muscular chest, pushing him away.

This time, Fu Qinglun frowned his handsome eyebrows into a "chuan" character, his face full of displeasure and impatience, "Lin Shiyu, it will not be fun if you continue like this."

Lin Shiyu smiled charmingly and lazily with her beautiful red lips, and put her two small hands on his handsome shoulders, pushing him directly into the sofa, then she turned over and sat on his strong thighs.

"Fu Qinglun, I don't have time to play with you all night, I'll give you one hour, and after playing, I have to go back to the hospital to accompany my daughter."