Bigoted Mr. Fu Lets Me Do Whatever I Want

g over with even steps and looking at her with a gentle gaze.

“Why aren’t you leaving?”

He stood in front of the desk and looked down at her.
He was handsome and noble but Qin Shu didn’t feel any sense of superiority.

That kind of feeling would make people very comfortable so they wouldn’t feel awkward because of the sudden intimate action.

“I only have classes later in the afternoon so I want to sit down and rest for a while.”

The main reason was that her foot was numb.
Ever since her right foot was injured, her foot would become numb occasionally.

Jun Li sat down next to her and placed the textbook in his hand on the desk in front of him.
He looked as though he wanted to chat with her.

“How are you feeling on your first day of class?”

“It’s alright.
Compared to the monotonous high school curriculum, I think it’s very good.”

“Of course.
The university curriculum is diverse.
You won’t find it boring.”Jun Li glanced at Qin Shu’s foot and asked, “How’s your foot? Is it better?”

“It’s better.
I should be able to remove the gauze in a few days.”

She also wanted her foot to heal quickly.
Otherwise, it would be inconvenient.

Jun Li frowned.
“It’s almost time to eat.
Go eat after you’ve rested.
I’m leaving first.”

After saying that, Jun Li stood up and walked out of the back door.

Qin Shu turned around and glanced at Jun Li.
Seeing that he was in a hurry, a hint of puzzledness flashed in her eyes.

Jun Li walked out of the classroom.
There was no one in the corridor at the moment.
He took out a pure white silk handkerchief from his pocket with his well-defined fingers and covered his mouth and nose.

He coughed lightly and walked away with even footsteps.

Qin Shu watched Jun Li’s back view as he disappeared at the door.
She retracted her gaze and rubbed her legs.
She only stood up and walked out of the classroom when she felt that her legs were no longer numb.

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In the blink of an eye, the university welcomed its first weekend.

The day before Saturday

Mu Ke found an excuse to meet Qiao Ran.
Before she left, she looked at Qin Shu, who was sitting in front of her desk and said deliberately.

“I have an appointment with Senior Qiao.
I thought he wouldn’t be free but he agreed immediately.”

Actually, Qiao Ran only agreed after she sent over a dozen messages to him.

Qin Shu stared at the computer screen and ignored Mu K.
It had nothing to do with her anyway.
In her heart, she was wondering if Fu Tingyu would be busy tonight as it was Friday?

She wanted to video chat with him.

Mu Ke didn’t receive any response.
Her flaunting was like a punch on cotton.
It was soft and powerless.

Mu Ke gritted her teeth and turned to walk out of the dormitory.
When she closed the door, she used a lot of strength.
The entire dormitory seemed to be shaking.

However, she still felt that it was not enough to vent her anger.

Qin Shu, who was in the dormitory: …

Jiang City, the Fu family’s old residence

Fu Tingyu had received a call from the Old Madam Fu asking him to come back for dinner.
Thinking that he had not visited his grandmother for a while, he went back to the old residence as soon as he finished work.

Butler Fu was already waiting at the door.
When he saw that Lord Fu had arrived, he stepped forward to welcome him.

“Fourth master, Old Madam is already waiting in the dining room.”.

“Yes.”

Butler Fu watched Fu Tingyu grew up.
Although he was just a butler, he was like Fu Tingyu’s elder.

Fu Tingyu nodded and walked in with his long legs.

Butler Fu followed behind.

In the living room

The dining table was filled with delicious food.

Two people were sitting at the table.
They were Old Madam Fu and Xu Wei.

Fu Tingyu walked to the dining table and sat down.
He looked at the old lady and said, “Grandma.”

Ever since Fu Tingyan left, Old Madam Fu had been feeling depressed.
When she saw her Little Yu, her mood improved.

“You must be hungry.
Eat first.
These dishes are all made according to your taste.
Some of them are even made by Xu Wei.”

Xu Wei said coquettishly, “Grandma, I don’t cook well.
Sorry to show my incompetence.”.