Bigoted Mr. Fu Lets Me Do Whatever I Want

Lemon sighed: "Shi's special assistant knows to make fun of me. I have no such blessing. A good man like Si Ye, looking at the whole Jiangcheng, can you find one?"

Shi Yan nodded in favor: "It's really hard to find someone who spoils his wife like the Fourth Master, but the Fourth Master's father is also famous for spoiling his wife."

"I also heard about it, but it seems that the master and madam have not returned for a long time. I wonder if they will come back this year?"

Shi Yan said: "It's hard to tell."

Fu Tingyu, who was sitting on the swing, saw that the sky was already dark, and glanced at the time on the watch. It was already six o'clock. He took the girl's hand and said, "Go to dinner."

"Yeah." Qin Shu nodded and followed the man to his feet and walked to the restaurant.

Shiyan and Lemon leave first to prepare dinner.

After dinner

Fu Tingyu went to the backyard and practiced for two hours.

Qin Shu stood secretly outside the door again this time, watching the man practicing martial arts like a beginner, watching him fall again and again, his figure was tall and slender, he fell to the floor with a "bang" .

Standing outside the door, she could hear clearly, and she felt very sorry for the man.

Obviously there is Yejia brother's protection, but he still makes himself strong, not being a weak one.

Just like what he said, he is powerful to protect her and make her act recklessly, no one dares to say a word.

Qin Shu looked at the man in the room and saw him wearing a samurai uniform. He could imagine that when he was learning martial arts, he must have worked hard like this before, desperate to become stronger.

Seeing the man's eagerness, she couldn't stand it anymore. She should be distressed by his hard-heartedness of working so hard and not admitting defeat. .

She turned and left and returned to the bedroom.

When she returned to the bedroom, she first took the clothes and went to take a shower.

After taking a shower and drying the wet hair, he sat on the bed and waited for the man.

During the period, she took out the laptop and placed it on her lap, turned on the computer, and saw the message from Han Xiao.

[Han Xiao: After going back so many days, things haven't been handled properly? 】

Qin Shu glanced at the time, then quickly edited the information back.

[Qin Shu: I will return to the imperial capital tomorrow, how is your injury? 】

[Han Xiao: It's all right. 】

Seeing the content of the information, Qin Shu breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Han Xiao sent another message.

[Han Xiao: Show you something. 】

A trace of doubt flashed in Qin Shu's eyes, and he quickly edited the information and asked.

[Qin Shu: What is it? 】

[Han Xiao: This is it (picture). 】

What Han Xiao sent over was a picture. When Qin Shu saw the picture, he was stunned, as if he was a little unbelievable.

In the picture, if you admit it, it should be a fondant cake model.

The fondant person is a girl about twelve years old, with a ball head pierced and wearing a martial arts uniform on her body. She is in red and black. She smiles a little sweetly, a little wanton, like a little overlord who is not afraid of the sky.

These are not the main points. The main point is that this fondant person looks like her, especially when she was eleven or twelve years old.

[Qin Shu: Who is she? Looks a bit like me. 】

[Han Xiao: She is just a little bit young, learning martial arts with us in Qishan. 】

Although Qin Shu guessed that this photo was a small thing, she still couldn't believe it when she saw Han Xiao with her own eyes and said yes.

She only now knows why Hua Wuyan and Han Xiao would say that when they saw her bare face, she was not like Xiao.

Although the world is big, there are indeed people who look alike.

But what happened to myself is another matter.

At this time, in the male dormitory of Imperial Capital University.

Han Xiao sat in front of the computer and looked at the computer screen. The photos he posted in the past looked like a twelve-year-old boy.

He asked the master fondant man to make a model of the fondant man as he said.

He was waiting for Qin Shu's response and her answer.

Hua Wuyan leaned over at this moment, put one hand on Han Xiao's shoulder, looked at the computer screen, and said anxiously: "Brother Han, how is it, how did Qin Shu answer?"

Han Xiao said: "She hasn't returned a message yet."

Hua Wuyan looked at the chat box on the computer screen, Qin Shu still did not reply, "Guess what she would say? Will she continue to deny it?"

Han Xiao stared at the computer screen and only said two words: "Maybe."

While they were guessing, Qin Shu sent a message.

[Qin Shu: Very similar to me when I was a kid, a little surprised. 】

Qin Shu was indeed quite surprised. Anyone who saw each and everyone who looked so alike would be surprised.

[Han Xiao: You still don't admit it, are you just a kid? The photos you took when you were young, you should know that it looks a lot like it. 】

This sentence was sent by Hua Wushen, he was really too anxious.

[Qin Shu: That's why I said it was very similar, otherwise I wouldn't be surprised. 】

When Hua Wuyan saw the message from Qin Shu, he almost wanted to run away: "She still denies it." He turned his head to Han Xiao: "Brother Han, will we find the wrong person?"

Han Xiao answered very positively: "No."

"But she doesn't admit it. Since we have nothing to do with Xiao, she shouldn't deny it?"

Xiaobudian compares him and Han Xiao to the morning mountains. After they go up the mountain, their relationship with Xiaobudian is the best.

Meeting again after so many years, should be happy, there is no reason not to recognize each other.

Looking at Qin Shu's reply, Han Xiao raised his eyebrows: "She may not want to."

"Don't want to recognize us? Why?" Hua was speechless.

"I also want to know."

Han Xiao edited a message and went back.

[Han Xiao: It's getting late, we'll talk when you return to the capital. 】

After reading the message Han Xiao sent, Hua Wuyan was a little anxious: "Brother Han, why don't you keep asking?"

Han Xiao pointed to the time in the lower right corner of the computer, "It's past nine o'clock."

"..." Hua was speechless, all right.

Hua Wuyan pulled over a chair and straddled the chair with his hands against the back of the chair, looking at the cold with a pair of nice eyebrows, a little sad.

"Brother Han, are you really sure that she is a little girl? There are indeed people who look alike in the world. I first saw the girl at the entrance of the milk tea shop and thought she was a little girl. Thinking about it now, she looks alike. People are not necessarily the same person."

Han Xiao said: "The martial arts taught by the master is just a few of us, and I learned it with us."

Hua silently looked at Han Xiao, with light in her eyes: "You mean, Qin Shu can do that martial arts?"

Han Xiao nodded: "Yeah."

Hearing this, Hua Wuyan's eyes lit up, and then dimmed again: "Could someone else teach her?"

When Hua's speechless words fell, Han Xiao fell silent.

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When Qin Shu saw that Han Xiao stopped asking, she breathed a sigh of relief. She opened the photo again and looked at it. It was indeed very similar to when she was eleven or twelve years old.

She looked at the martial arts suit again, which was red and black. It was a bit similar to the one worn by Fu Tingyu, except that the words on it were missing.