Bigoted Mr. Fu Lets Me Do Whatever I Want Chapter 160 - Sir's Gentleness Is Reserved For Her

Chapter 160 - Sir's Gentleness Is Reserved For Her

After Ye Luo came out, he said to s.h.i.+ Yan, "Young Madam isn't inside. I broke his leg again."

s.h.i.+ Yan heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that. He glanced at the expressionless Ye Luo and laughed. "This is the reason why I brought you here. You beat people up when you don't get along with them."

Ye Luo glanced at s.h.i.+ Yan and reminded him, "Sir is still angry."

"Yes, yes, let's go back quickly. I haven't prepared a cell phone for Sir yet."

s.h.i.+ Yan and Ye Luo hurriedly got into the car and rushed back.

s.h.i.+ Yan bought a new cell phone for Sir on the way back.

Meanwhile-

Qin Shu paid the taxi fare, got out of the car, and walked into Bright Garden.

She walked to the entrance, bent down, changed her shoes, and walked in.

Although the living room was air-conditioned, the temperature was much lower than outside. Qin Shu felt an unusual chill when she entered the house.

It also meant that Fu Tingyu was back.

She had tried to call him on her way back but his phone was turned off.

She walked to the stairs and was about to go upstairs when she saw Fu Tingyu standing in front of the mahogany railings. He was dressed in a suit and had a cigarette between his fingers. The cigarette was half-lit.

She didn't know how long he had been standing there and how many cigarettes he had smoked.

When she looked at him from this angle, he seemed even taller and even more slender.

He was like a n.o.ble king. Every move he made showed off his n.o.ble temperament. His slightly raised eyebrows were arrogant and unruly.

In the past, she had thought that the man she would fall in love with would be kind and gentle with a smile that was like the spring breeze.

Now, she realized that she preferred decisiveness and unruliness. She preferred a man who was ruthless but gentle and cared only for her.

And this gentleness was reserved just for her.

Qin Shu looked away and walked up the stairs, step by step.

She deliberately quickened her pace. Her shoes made a "tap tap" rhythmic sound as she stepped on the wooden stairs.

When Qin Shu entered the living room, Fu Tingyu's pitch-black and deep eyes locked onto her. He watched as she walked step by step to the stairs and then quickly walked up.

The girl was tall and slim. She wore a white s.h.i.+rt that looked very loose on her body.

The originally navy blue pleated skirt was replaced by a pair of pants that ended just above her ankles. It made her legs look straight and slender.

He even forgot about the cigarette that was about to reach his lips.

When he thought about how she might have gone to visit Shen Yaohui, he could not suppress his anger.

He pursed his lips tightly and watched the girl who was gradually approaching.

He slowly lowered his raised hand. The cigarette was slowly extinguished between his fingers, and fine ashes scattered down.

His fair fingertips were burned by the fire, but he did not feel it at all.

Qin Shu reached the second floor. She turned around and walked toward Fu Tingyu.

She glanced at the scattered cigarette b.u.t.ts by his feet. There were five in total, which meant that he had been standing there for quite a while.

Qin Shu stopped in front of Fu Tingyu and looked up at the man who was half a head taller than her. His face was gloomy, and she knew that he was angry.

At this moment, s.h.i.+ Yan hurriedly ran into the living room from outside. When he looked up, he saw two people standing in front of the mahogany railings on the second floor. They were Sir and Qin Shu.

Fu Tingyu looked at the living room and saw s.h.i.+ Yan running back in a hurry. A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

s.h.i.+ Yan shook his head, indicating that Qin Shu had not gone to the hospital.

Qin Shu turned her head to look at s.h.i.+ Yan, then turned to Fu Tingyu and asked in confusion, "I called you just now, why did you turn off your phone?"

Fu Tingyu looked away from s.h.i.+ Yan and turned to look at the girl. Instead of answering, he asked, "Where did you go?"