Bigoted Mr. Fu Lets Me Do Whatever I Want

Fu Tingyu turned his head to look at the girl, and said, "No name."

Qin Shu Yizheng, without a name, wouldn't it be his own song, but he didn't name it?

"Did you compose your own music?"

Fu Tingyu gave a light "um".

When he got the affirmative answer, Qin Shu seemed to hear that there was a trace of sadness in that song, where it came from.

"Didn't you think of a good name?"

"I haven't thought about it." Fu Tingyu's voice was faint, and his slender fingers picked up the girl's hands, lowered his eyes, and looked at the pair in front of him. The knuckles were slender and very suitable for playing the piano.

Qin Shu raised his eyes and looked at the handsome face close at hand. No matter how strong a person is, there will be a soft place deep in his heart.

Just like the song just now, it's stubborn, persistent, and sad. If you don't listen carefully, you won't be able to hear it.

"I will teach you the basics first." Fu Tingyu had already let go of her hand at this time.

"Okay."

Qin Shu retracted his gaze and listened to him talking about the basics.

But I still feel sorry for him.

Fu Tingyu spent more than an hour to finish the basic knowledge, and then explained the high and low sounds of the black and white keys.

"Learn so much today, and learn it next time."

Qin Shu nodded obediently: "Yeah."

Fu Tingyu took the girl's hand and walked out of the piano room.

When it came to the corner of the second floor, Fu Tingyu released her hand and said in a low voice: "Go to bed early, don't wait for me."

After speaking, he took a step to the study.

Qin Shu stood at the corner and watched the man's slender figure go further and further, until she disappeared in another corner before she retracted her gaze and returned to the master bedroom.

Study at this time

Fu Tingyu sat in front of the desk, her dark eyes looked at the computer screen in front of him. On it was the letterhead made by Baoer for him. After reading it N times, he didn't feel tired.

He pursed his lips, his eyes deep, as if he was thinking.

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Early next morning

Fu Tingyan stood at the gate of Shengyuan, wondering whether to enter.

When he saw his brother's car coming yesterday, he drove away without even saying hello.

"Young Master, you will stand here for a while, won't you go in and have breakfast with the Fourth Master?" Seeing that Fu Tingyan wanted to go in but didn't dare to go in, the housekeeper couldn't help but persuade.

"I won't go in, just wait here."

Fu Tingyan refused directly. He always took first place, but this time he took second place. His brother would definitely be disappointed.

At this moment, Fu Tingyan's cell phone rang suddenly, and he took out his cell phone and glanced at the caller ID. It was his brother.

"Brother, what's the matter?"

"Come in and have breakfast together."

"I, I'll come in right away."

After hanging up the phone, he thought, it must be his brother who knew that he had only taken the second place test, and was afraid that he would be hit, so he wanted to comfort him.

Fu Tingyan walked straight to the restaurant.

at this time

Fu Tingyu and Qin Shu were sitting at the dining table, waiting for Fu Tingyan to have breakfast together.

Fu Tingyan went to sit down at the dining table, looked at his brother, "Brother." Then he looked at Qin Shu again, and reluctantly called out: "Sister-in-law."

Qin Shuchao Fu Tingyan showed a slight smile, did not tease him any more, and continued to eat the breakfast in front of him.

Fu Tingyu glanced at his younger brother: "How do you feel?"

Fu Tingyan just picked up the chopsticks and looked at his brother with a puzzled look: "How do you feel?"

Fu Tingyu: "The feeling of being second."

Fu Tingyan glanced at Qin Shu, then looked at his brother: "I, I don't feel anything, I just feel a little surprised."

His brother was really worried that he would be hit.