Bigoted Mr. Fu Lets Me Do Whatever I Want - Chapter 1107 - A Husband Who Has a Grudge Against His Wife
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Chapter 1107 - A Husband Who Has a Grudge Against His Wife

Chapter 1107: A Husband Who Has a Grudge Against His Wife

Ye Qing grabbed a napkin off the table to clean the oil stains on his s.h.i.+rt.

w.a.n.g Ma witnessed the accident that occurred. Ye Qing was a talented young man working under the Fourth Young Master. Only those most capable and reliable could have the chance to serve the head of the family. Taking two steps forward, she asked, Ye Qing, how old are you this year?

Im 27. Why is w.a.n.g Ma asking me this? Ye Qing enquired as he wiped the oil stains.

w.a.n.g Ma was 50 years old this year. A 27-year-old man was but a child in her eyes. As if coaxing a small animal, she asked, Have you thought about starting a family?

Ye Qing nearly burst into laughter. Its not like w.a.n.g Ma doesnt know. I dont even have a girlfriend. What more a family?

Thats alright. w.a.n.g Ma shall help you find one. What do you think?

Sure, Ye Qing answered, not thinking that w.a.n.g Ma was being serious.

w.a.n.g Ma immediately perked up when she saw Ye Qing nod. How about Lizhi? What do you think of her? You do like Lizhi, dont you? Shes only 25. Shes pretty and diligent. If youd like, I could play matchmaker for you two.

Ye Qing paused mid-wipe and stared at w.a.n.g Ma. Seeing that she did not look like she was joking, he smiled somewhat hesitantly, w.a.n.g Ma, Lizhi doesnt like people like me. You dont have to trouble yourself.

Hey, you brat, how do you know that Lizhi doesnt like someone of your nature? w.a.n.g Ma reb.u.t.ted unhappily.

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A few years ago, I heard Lizhi and s.h.i.+ Yan talking. s.h.i.+ Yan asked who she would pick to be her boyfriend if she were to pick one from among the Ye brothers. Lizhi didnt respond. It means she doesnt like men like us.

Hearing this, w.a.n.g Ma grew confused. When did this happen? Why did she not know about it?

Then, do you like girls like Lizhi? w.a.n.g Ma asked.

Whats the use of me liking her? Im not going to talk to you anymore. I still have urgent matters to attend to, and I need to speak with Ye Luo.

Ye Qing hurried away, covering a great distance with his large strides.

w.a.n.g Ma watched Ye Qing retreat down the hallway. It seemed like she ought to have a word with Lizhi. Busying herself with empty bowls and other utensils, w.a.n.g Ma shuffled to the kitchen, a plan forming in her mind. She would need all her wits about her to help these two lovebirds.

Afternoon.

At the airport

Before boarding the plane, Qin Shu called Fu Tingyu. When the line connected, she said, Im off! Im boarding the plane now. Ill see you when I see you.

So soon?

Fu Tingyu stopped flipping through the doc.u.ments in his hands. It was too late to ask her to stay. He still hadnt had enough fun yet! Last night could not have been more than an appetiser

Be careful on the road. Call me when you get there.

Okay, take care of Xiao Jiu. Please dont yell or be too hard on him; hes still a child no matter how mature he may seem.

Ill listen to my wife. I wont scold him.

If you have time, spend more time with him. Dont pressure him into doing things he doesnt want to do.

If only to appease his wife, he complied, saying, I know. Ill listen to my wife. After all, what she did not know would not hurt her.

While outwardly agreeing with his wife, he kept his true thoughts to himself. How could he retire quickly and spend his days with his wife if he did not put any pressure on Xiao Jiu? It was wholly unacceptable in his mind.

While Im away, try and cultivate your relations.h.i.+p with him. Youre his father; you should foster a bond with your son. Dont miss me too much. Hopefully, I wont be away for too long

What about your poos husband? Wouldnt I be all alone without you accompanying me at night? What if I die without your love?

s.h.i.+ Yan had just pushed open the door and entered when he heard such melodramatic words, the coffee cup in his hands nearly spilling. Why did he feel that the Fourth Young Master was like a husband who had suffered a deep grievance?

He eyed the piping cup of coffee wearily as he considered his options. His decision was the most obvious. Closing the door behind him, s.h.i.+ Yan left to perform his other duties. He would return later when the Fourth Young Master was not shamelessly flirting with his wife while at work.

Qin Shu scolded her husband, calling him a shameless ruffian in her heart. Too bad!

Babe, shouldnt you feel sorry for your hubby? I must be the only man with a wife who would abandon him before things got good

Ha. Ha. I forgot to remind you. Dont overexert yourself, or youll be injured. Again.

Qin Shu hung up before Fu Tingyu could say anything more to embarra.s.s her or himself. Fu Tingyu would behave like an ill-bred ruffian whenever they spoke on the phone, his words growing more shameless with each exchange.

Ye Luo, were leaving. Please get the bags.

Ye Luo carried President Ba with one hand, using his other for the suitcase, following closely behind Qin Shu.

Nightfall.

At the dining table

Dinner was not the same without his wife.

Even eating was a laborious affair.

Xiao Jiu was a chip off the old block, practically a miniature version of Fu Tingyu. They sat at opposite ends of the table, eating their dinner in silence.

The father and son did not speak.

When the dinner was over, Xiao Jiu washed down dinner with a gla.s.s of water, wiping away the excess with a napkin. Father, Mother is not at home tonight.

Fu Tingyu put down his cutlery and said, Yes. I wish to speak to you later. Come to my study after dinner.

Xiao Jiu had a bad feeling. Why do you want to see me in your study?

Fu Tingyu looked up at Xiao Jiu. You have been slacking off a lot during my absence, so I want to make sure youre doing your studying properly. If theres anything you dont know or understand, you may ask me.

His fathers words disgruntled Xiao Jiu, and he complained, Im going to practice coding tonight. Father, you cant take away my private time.

Theres no need to rush coding. Im sure youve already learnt the basics. You can have as much time to yourself as you want when you become an adult and take charge of things. Whatever you decide to do then is none of my concern, Fu Tingyu answered faintly.

Father is bullying me! Im going to call Mother.

Xiao Jiu whipped out his phone and dialled his mothers number.

No sooner had Xiao Jiu dialled his mothers number than he realised he was no longer holding on to his phone. Fu Tingyu had confiscated his phone and was now toying with it in his hands; the sight caused him to gnash his teeth in hatred.

In a deep, menacing voice, Fu Tingyu threatened, If you dare to complain to your mother, Ill teach you a lesson youll never forget.

Xiao Jiu straightened his back and said, If you dare to hit me, Ill tell my mother.

Fu Tingyu was amused, but he still kept a straight face. Is that all you can do? Please dont let outsiders know youre my son. I wouldnt want to live with the embarra.s.sment.

If I go out, Ill say that Im my mothers son. I wont mention you. I wouldnt want anyone to mistake me for your son; that would be an utter disgrace to my mothers good name.

Im confiscating your phone. Follow me upstairs, Fu Tingyu said, his tone brokering no room for argument.

Fu Tingyu got up, walking unhurriedly.

Xiao Jiu sighed. His mother was not home, and his father had gone mad.

He followed his father upstairs, helpless. Looking at Fu Tingyu, who was walking in front, he said, Father, I would like to speak to you.

Fu Tingyus reply came short and clipped, If you have something to say, say it quickly.

Xiao Jiu kept up with his father despite his much shorter strides, I miss Grandfather. I hope hell return soon

Fu Tingyu scoffed. Theres no use in flattering him. Your grandfather is still a thousand miles away.

Xiao Jiu sulked, refusing to respond.

They arrived at the Ancient City of Wind and Moon around 3 am.

Qin Shu drank in the familiar sights. Some of her happiest memories were of her time in this city. Just as her mother once said: Martial arts is a path of hards.h.i.+p, one of suffering, but it is also a path proving the reality of life.

Fengyue Inn never closed; they were open 24 hours a day.

It was her Inn of choice.

The next morning, Qin Shu and Ye Luo went up the mountain.

When they reached the foot of the mountain, Qin Shu realised that apart from the outer formation, the inner formation had been disabled.

Without the formation, she could easily climb Mount Qi, spending less than three hours to reach its summit.

Just as she stepped into the forbidden area of the Celestial Sect, two tall guards appeared in front of her. They were the two guards she had met previously.

Miss Qin, what brings you here?

Qin Shu did not state her purpose for going there. Instead, she said, Ive lived here for more than three years. Cant I return to my old home every once in a while?

The two of them looked at each other and nodded. Of course.

The guards stepped aside, allowing her entry.

Qin Shu ignored them and entered the compound with Ye Luo.

She had lived there for more than three years. Although many years had pa.s.sed since then, it did nothing to stifle the sense of familiarity she had growing up in this place.