Bigoted Mr. Fu Lets Me Do Whatever I Want

Fu Tingyan’s fingers tightened as he crumpled the note into a ball. He glanced at Qin Shu in confusion. What was she going to do after school?

After school

Qin Shu carried her school bag and walked straight to the bus stop.

The bus arrived not long after. After she got on the bus, she paid for her journey and found a seat by the window.

Not far away, Fu Tingyan watched as Qin Shu got on the bus and left. He was conflicted about whether he should follow her. What if she was going to look for Scum Shen?

Wouldn’t that be the same as his brother being cuckolded?

Jiang Yu saw the familiar Lamborghini and walked over. He didn’t even open the door and just jumped into the car.

“Did you know that my car broke down and waited here just for me?” Jiang Yu looked at him with a smile.

Fu Tingyan glanced at Jiang Yu. Your car really knew how to pick the right time to break down.

“You should be glad that you came earlier.”

“Why?”

“If you had been any later, I would have left.

Since Jiang Yu was in the car, Fu Tingyan had to give up the idea of following Qin Shu and drove Jiang Yu home instead.

Meanwhile, at the school gate, Qin Ya saw Qin Shu get on the bus. She saw that the bus did not lead back to Bright Garden. She thought about it and hailed a taxi to follow the bus.

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When the bus arrived at South Street, Qin Shu got off.

It was the 20th of May, Chinese Valentine’s Day. She also wanted to prepare a gift for Fu Tingyu.

Qin Shu carried her schoolbag and wandered between the big and small shops. She entered every shop to have a look.

She did not find anything that she liked.

When she was about to turn and leave, she saw a shop with human-shaped molds in the display case, which stopped her.

When she got closer, she realized that the molds were very similar to a real person.

Just then, the shop owner walked out and asked with a smile, “Do you want to make a gift? These are all molds for different types of cakes.”

Qin Shu nodded. “Okay. ”

“Who do you want to make? Show me a photo of the person.”

When the shop owner asked, Qin Shu realized that there were no photos of Fu Tingyu on her phone.

She took out a pen and paper from her schoolbag and drew a picture of herself and the man. She handed it to the shop owner.

“Make the mold according to this. The two of them are husband and wife, so their positions can be more intimate.”

The shop owner took the drawing and took a look at it. “No problem. You can sit down and wait for a while.”

Then, a person walked in from the shop entrance.

Qin Shu raised her head and saw that it was Han Xiao. She was stunned for a moment.

Han Xiao also saw Qin Shu. He walked to the counter and stood beside her. He asked softly, “Where did you learn martial arts?”

Qin Shu looked at Han Xiao in confusion. “I didn’t learn any martial arts.”

She had never entered a martial arts school, let alone learned martial arts.

Han Xiao heard her denial and thought that she was trying to hide and did not want anyone to know that she knew martial arts.

When the lady boss saw Han Xiao, she took out the finished mold and placed it in front of him. “This was finished a long time ago. See if you are satisfied with it.”

Han Xiao opened the box and looked inside. Inside was the mold of a girl’s face which was very similar to the girl in his memory.

“I’m very satisfied.” Han Xiao closed the box and paid the remaining amount.

Not far away from the shop, Qin Ya’s eyes were full of surprise when she saw the two people in the shop.

She had not believed it when Shen Yaohui had said that Qin Shu had punched him for no reason.

Now she believed him a little.

Could it be that Qin Shu really liked Han Xiao? Was that why she was cold to Shen Yaohui?

Otherwise, how could she explain the scene of Qin Shu and Han Xiao together?

Qin Ya took out her phone and took a photo of the two people in the shop, keeping it as evidence.

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After Han Xiao paid the shopkeeper, he turned to look at Qin Shu again. His eyes were dark and deep. “You are good at disguising yourself. “