Qin Anxin thought, if that woman is not dead, is she considered a junior now?

If that woman dies, do you consider yourself a substitute for that woman?

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

While Qin An's mind wandered away, Fu Shiting's thoughts also drifted elsewhere.

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

"I don't like him anymore." Qin Anan's voice was dull.

If she hadn't chatted with 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 small things.

If she doesn't do something to fight back, she will be suffocated.

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

"In your eyes, is there anything other than money?" Qin Anan asked him, "When Fu Yechen was chasing me, he wrote me love poems every day, and every weekend, he would take me to see it. Art exhibitions, take me to concerts, we talk about beautiful things..."

"Beautiful? I think it's vain! It's because his mind is full of how to pick up girls, so his career is a complete failure." 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 since you were born? When I was fifteen, I only liked handsome boys. When I was sixteen, I liked boys with good grades. When I was seventeen, Like boys who play basketball well, eighteen years old, like talented boys..."

"I liked Fu Yechen, even if I hate him now, but what happened before can't be regarded as never happened."

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

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

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

She walked straight to the dining room.

"Sister Zhang, do you have anything to eat?"

She looked as if nothing had happened, as if someone else was arguing with Fu Shiting just now.

Mrs. Zhang immediately prepared dinner for her.

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

There are three messages in total -

Rule 1: The blind date is over! I'm not very interested in him, and I feel like he's a motherfucker, and he doesn't seem to be very interested in me, but under pressure from the family, he said that if I don't dislike it, I can make an appointment next time.

Rule 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?

Rule 3: I decided to have dinner with him this weekend! I have to figure this out! Also, what's the urgency for you?

Qin Anan replied to her message: It's hard to say anything. I'll talk to you when I organize the language.

After Li Xiaotian received her reply, she called directly.

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

Fu Shiting is still there.

If she was talking on the phone, he would definitely hear it.

She hung up the phone and sent back a message to Li Xiaotian: I can't answer the phone right now. We will meet at school tomorrow!

......

At 10:30 in the evening, after Fu Shiting took a bath, wearing a gray silk nightgown, he paced up and down the room.

Less powerful legs, now full of power.

He has been thinking about a problem.

This question made his sword brows furrowed and his heart knotted.

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

"Ziyi, check if there will be an art exhibition or concert tomorrow, preferably in the afternoon or evening."

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

This question troubled him.

He never saw art exhibitions and concerts.

Even at this moment, he wasn't interested in these things.

"You choose what women like to watch," he said.

"Okay Mr. Fu. But women of different ages like different types..." Zhou Ziyi continued to test.

Fu Shiting had never made such a strange request. JrNovels.com