Bigoted Mr. Fu Lets Me Do Whatever I Want - Chapter 687
Chapter 687: Too Biased
After sleeping for so long, her head was a little heavy and her consciousness was a little sluggish.
After lying quietly on the bed for a while, she turned her head and glanced at the bedroom. Her gaze fell on the cabinet against the wall. On it were 19 ceramic dolls of different sizes, each of them lifelike.
With a thought, she lifted the quilt and got off the bed. She put on the fluffy slippers and stepped on the wooden floor without making a sound.
She came to the cabinet and looked at the 19 porcelain dolls. The dolls were exquisitely made.
This was a gift from the man on May 20th.
After staring at the porcelain dolls for a while, she remembered what happened before she fainted due to a headache.
Fu Tingyu said that he had seen his mother before he met her.
It was not a coincidence that they met.
At this moment, the bedroom door was pushed open from the outside, making a small sound.
Qin Shu’s outstretched hand also stopped in mid-air.
The man who pushed open the door and walked in saw the slender figure standing in front of the cabinet. His gray eyes instantly lit up.
He strode over and pulled the girl into his arms. He lowered his head to look at the girl first and found that her complexion had recovered a little. He then asked, “When did you wake up? Are you hungry?”
Because he was too happy, the man’s face that he had been frowning for the past few days also relaxed. The corners of his mouth curled up into a smile.
She had just woken up and had yet to notice her stomach. After the man mentioned it, Qin Shu really felt hungry. She was very hungry.
“I’m hungry.” She had just woken up and her voice was a little hoarse.
“Sit down for a while. I’ll bring the food in.”
The man let go of her and turned around to walk out in large strides.
She watched the man’s tall and straight figure walk out until he disappeared at the door. She then retracted her gaze, walked to the table, and sat down.
The man was very fast. In a short while, he walked in with the fragrant food.
“You just woke up. You can only drink some light millet porridge. Tomorrow, I’ll make something that suits your taste.”
As the man spoke, he placed three dishes on the plate in front of her and a bowl of steaming millet porridge.
Qin Shu watched the man’s every move, and her gaze finally fell on the steaming millet porridge in front of her. Smelling the fragrance of the millet porridge, her stomach contracted a few times in protest, as if reminding her that it was time to eat.
She picked up a spoon, scooped a spoonful of millet porridge, and put it into her mouth to eat. With the millet porridge, she eased her hunger.
The man sat at the side and watched her. Although he had been wondering what was the main reason for her irritation, he was not in a hurry to ask.
After eating a bowl of millet porridge, Qin Shu felt a little bloated. Perhaps it was because she had not eaten anything after she had fainted, which caused her stomach to shrink a little.
The man waited for the girl to put down her chopsticks before asking, “Bao’er, what happened to you two nights ago?”
Qin Shu raised her head and looked at the man. Instead of answering, she asked, “You’ve met my mother. Why haven’t you told me about me?”
The man fixed his gaze on the girl. He pursed his lips and remained silent.
The man’s silence calmed Qin Shu’s heart. She asked again, “You don’t want me to know, right?”
After a long silence, the man asked uncertainly, “So, you’re just angry because of this?”
Qin Shu lowered her eyes. How could she be angry because of such a small matter?
Seeing that the girl lowered her eyes and did not answer, the man stretched out his arms and pulled the girl into his embrace. His big hand patted her back gently as if to comfort her.
“I was wrong not to mention this matter. You are still pregnant, so you should not get agitated.”
The man’s voice was low, with a deep sense of self-blame.
Qin Shu leaned against the man’s broad embrace, and her ears were filled with strong and powerful heartbeats.
Even though she knew that he had really met her mother, she still did not believe that her mother’s death had anything to do with him.
When Mu Lan said that, she did not take it to heart.
But now, Qin Hai had also brought up this matter.
Then, no matter what, she had to find out whether her mother had died in an accident or murder?
When night was about to fall, Fu Tingyu brought Qin Shu to the old residence to have New Year’s Eve dinner.
The old mansion also hung up red lanterns and couplets early in the morning. The atmosphere was no worse than that in Sheng Yuan.
This was Qin Shu’s first New Year’s Eve dinner at the old mansion. The previous two years had been in Sheng Yuan.
The whole family gathered together and set up three tables.
Although Bo Ye was a guest, she was also on the main table on such an important day.
After the fireworks, the New Year’s Eve dinner also began.
For a wealthy family like the Fu family, there were many rules when it came to eating New Year’s Eve dinner.
For example, a junior had to kneel down and pay new year’s greetings to the Old Madam before giving out the new year’s money.
The Old Madam sat at the head seat, and her descendants stood in a few rows below.
The butler carried a tray with the red packets already packed on it.
Because Qin Shu was pregnant, she didn’t have to kneel down to pay new year’s greetings.
However, the red packets weren’t small at all. One look at how bulging it was and one could tell.
Qin Shu was the first to receive a red packet from the Old Madam and was a little happy.
Fu Tingyan also received a red packet and glanced at Qin Shu’s red packet. It was obviously much bulkier than his. He said to the Old Madam discontentedly, “Grandma, you’re biased. Sister-in-law’s lucky money is more than mine.”
Fu Songlan, who was standing at the side, also realized that his red packet was less and shouted, “Great-grandmother, mine is also less.”
Fu Songlan’s mother quickly pulled her son into her arms and scolded him in a low voice, “What do you mean by ‘it’s less’? You don’t understand. Don’t talk nonsense.”
Fu Songlan pouted unhappily. “It is indeed lesser.”
The Old Madam glared at her grandson. “How is it missing? Xiao Shu took a double portion. She took it for the baby in her stomach. Do you have it?”
Fu Tingyan was a little embarrassed. She was obviously biased. The baby had not come out yet, and she was already in a hurry to give out red packets?
Bo Ye raised the red packet in her hand and asked him, “I have it too. Do you want it?”
Fu Tingyan raised his eyes and glanced at Bo Ye. Then, he moved to the red packet in his hand. His heart suddenly felt at ease.
“This is my grandmother’s kind gesture. You can take it yourself!”
“Okay.” It was actually Bo Ye’s first time receiving a red packet from an elder, so she was a little happy.
A red packet suddenly appeared in front of Qin Shu. The hand holding the red packet was very beautiful, and one look was enough to tell that it was a man’s hand.
She looked up at the man and heard him say, “Wife, keep it for me.”
“Okay.” Qin Shu took the red packet from the man’s hand and put it together with her own red packet.
After the New Year’s Eve dinner, they would set off fireworks.
Fu Songlan held Qin Shu with one hand and Fu Tingyan with the other as they walked into the courtyard. “Fourth Aunt, Seventh Uncle, let’s set off the fireworks.”
Fu Tingyan reminded Fu Songlan, “Slow down, your Fourth Aunt is pregnant with a baby.”
Fu Songlan looked at Qin Shu in confusion. “Fourth Aunt, do you have a baby too?”
Qin Shu’s hand subconsciously touched her lower abdomen and nodded with a smile. “Yes.”
At this moment, Fu Tingyu walked over and held the girl’s hand. He said to Fu Songlan, “Let Seventh Uncle play with you.”
The person Fu Songlan respected the most was Fourth Uncle. “Got it, Fourth Uncle.”
He immediately let go of Qin Shu’s hand and pulled Fu Tingyan to set off the fireworks.
Fu Tingyan grabbed Bo Ye’s arm. “You come too.”
