Bigoted Mr. Fu Lets Me Do Whatever I Want

Chapter 42: Was She His Biological Grandmother?

As the man gazed straight at her, Qin Shu lowered her eyes and glanced at the documents and pen on the desk. Only then did she realize that she was disturbing the man’s work.

“You go ahead and do your work. I’ll solve some practice questions and wait for you to get off work. ”

After saying that, Qin Shu turned around and calmly raised her hand to wipe away the tears in her eyes. Then, she walked over to the leather sofa across her.

Fu Tingyu looked at the girl’s thin figure with a deep look in his eyes.

Qin Shu sat down on the leather sofa. She took out a test paper from her school bag and started to solves the questions.

After being reborn, she seemed to have become smarter than before. She could answer the questions once she read them.

Time ticked by.

Fu Tingyu looked up at the girl sitting on the sofa opposite him. She was engrossed in answering questions with a serious expression that he had never seen before.

Time seemed to have returned to that summer. Under the ginkgo tree, the girl’s thin and small figure memorized the analects seriously while doing the horse stance.

Qin Shu put down her pen. She stretched her back since she had been bending over the coffee table for quite some time. When she saw the man across her looking at her, she raised her eyebrows at him.

“Are you done with your work? ”

Fu Tingyu suddenly came back to his senses. He looked at her for a long time and said, “Yes.”

“Then let’s go home. ”

Qin Shu quickly picked up the textbooks and test paper on the glass coffee table and stuffed them into her bag before zipping it up.

Fu Tingyu shut his computer and stood up. His tall and slender figure walked around the desk and toward the girl. He reached out and took the bag from her hand.

Qin Shu took a secret glance at the man’s right arm. The man had carried her in his arms when they were on the island.

It had been a week. How was his injury?

Qin Shu followed Fu Tingyu out of the office worriedly and they took the elevator down.

White-collar workers who worked from nine to five had already punched out.

No one saw the man whom they admired holding a schoolbag in his hand and slowing his steps as he followed the girl at a moderate pace.

Shi Yan had already opened the car door and was waiting by the side.

Qin Shu got in the car first and then moved inside.

Fu Tingyu entered the car and placed the school bag against the door.

Shi Yan shut the door, got into the driver’s seat, started the engine, and drove away.

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Meanwhile, in the Fu Mansion.

Fu Tingyan took a bite of the food in front of him and glanced at the phone on his right from time to time, afraid that his brother would suddenly call and demand an explanation.

His brother had told him not to mention his injury in front of Qin Shu.

Qin Shu would definitely ask about his brother’s injury, and she would definitely also say that he was the one who had told her about it.

Fu Tingyan glanced at his phone occasionally and the old madam who was seated across him noticed that he was distracted.

She wondered to herself. Was the child in love?

Fu Tingyan looked up at the old madam and swallowed the food in his mouth. He said, “Grandmother, you have my back, right? ”

The old madam had heard that countless times since Fu Tingyan learned to speak.

The old madam asked calmly, “Did you get into trouble again? ”

“Does getting into trouble with my elder brother count? ”

“Haven’t you gotten into enough trouble with him? ”

“...”

“Grandmother, Qin Shu went to school today. ”

“That’s a good thing. Even a healthy person would fall ill if she stays indoors all day.”

The old madam paused. “Has your elder brother thought it through? ”

“Can you shift your focus on to me? ”

“Isn’t going to school with your sister-in-law a good thing? You can help her with what she doesn’t know.” Said the old madam thoughtfully.

“...”

Was she really his biological grandmother?

Right at that moment, the cell phone on the dining table vibrated and started to ring.