Chapter 42

Qin An'an thought with peace of mind, if that woman hadn't died, would he be considered a junior now?

If that woman dies, is he a substitute for that woman?

Whether it's the former or the latter, it's quite sad.

While Qin An'an was wandering away, Fu Shiting's thoughts also drifted away.

"Qin An'an, tell me what you like about Fu Yechen!" He pulled out his cigarette case, looking unpredictable.

"I don't like him anymore." Qin An'an's voice was muffled.

If she hadn't talked to him just now, she might have continued to use Fu Yechen to anger him.

Although this behavior is childish.

But Fu Shiting lost his temper with her every time because of a small matter.

If she didn't do something to fight back, she would be suffocated.

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"I don't like it because I see that he's a loser?" He took the cigarette between his fingers and did not light it.

"In your eyes, is there nothing else but money?" Qin Anan asked him rhetorically, "When Fu Yechen was chasing me, he wrote me love poems every day, and every weekend, he would take me to see art exhibitions and concerts, and we talked about very beautiful things......

"Wonderful? I think it's vanity! Because his mind is full of how to pick up girls, his career has failed. Fu Shiting interrupted her in a deep voice, "This kind of beauty, stupid and ridiculous!" ”

Qin An'an: "Fu Shiting, are you so mature and successful as soon as you were born?" When I was fifteen years old, I only liked handsome boys, and when I was sixteen, I liked boys with good grades. When I was seventeen, I liked boys who played basketball well, and at eighteen, I liked talented boys......"

"I like Fu Yechen, even if I hate him now, but what happened before can't be treated as if it didn't happen."

"Shut up!" The cigarette between Fu Shiting's fingers folded in half, and a chill appeared in his eyes, "Go back to your room!" ”

Qin Anan pursed his red lips and got up from the sofa.

She didn't go back to her room because she was hungry.

She walked straight towards the dining room.

"Sister-in-law Zhang, do you have anything to eat?"

She looked casual, as if it was someone else who quarreled with Fu Shiting just now.

Sister-in-law Zhang immediately prepared dinner for her.

She sat down in the dining room, turned on her phone, and saw the message from Li Xiaotian.

There are three messages in total-

Article 1: The blind date is over! I wasn't very interested in him, I felt that he was girly, and he didn't seem to be very interested in me either, but he was forced by family pressure and said that if I didn't dislike it, I could make an appointment next time.

Article 2: He told me that his parents didn't give him much pocket money! How could he have 1.2 billion! Is there any misunderstanding between the two of you?

Article 3: I decided to make an appointment with him for the weekend! I'm going to get to the bottom of it! Also, what is your urgent business?

Qin An'an replied to her message: It's hard to say. I'll tell you when I've organized the language.

After Li Xiaotian received her reply, she called directly.

Qin Anan held his mobile phone and glanced towards the living room.

Fu Shiting is still there.

If she spoke on the phone, he would have been able to hear her.

She hung up the phone and sent Li Xiaotian a message: It's not convenient for me to answer the phone now. We'll meet tomorrow at school!

......

At half past ten in the evening, after Fu Shiting took a bath, he paced around the room in a gray silk nightgown.

Legs that are not so powerful, but now they are full of power.

He had been thinking about a question.

This question made him frown deeply, and his heart was difficult to solve.

After a while, he turned on his mobile phone and dialed Zhou Ziyi.

"Ziyi, check if there is an exhibition or concert tomorrow, the best time is in the afternoon or evening."

Zhou Ziyi: "Okay, Mr. Fu." What type of exhibition or concert would you like to see? ”

This question is difficult for him.

He never went to art exhibitions and concerts.

Even at this moment, he was not interested in any of this.

"You choose what women like to watch." He said.

"Okay, Mr. Fu. However, women of different ages like different types of ......" Zhou Ziyi continued to explore.

Fu Shiting had never made such a strange request.