Bigoted Mr. Fu Lets Me Do Whatever I Want

Chapter 341: It was trying to scratch Ye Qing, The autocratic man wanted to have babies with herAs Fu Tingyu opened the box, Qin Shu also saw the beautiful, pure, purple diamond, which its dazzling refraction was spectacular to witness, especially under the sunlight.

It had reminded her of Jun Li’s eyes—they were purple too. Contrary to the diamond, his eyes were gentle, unpassionate, and not ostentatious in any way. Yet, they were captivating.

On the other side of the fence, Jun Li had his gaze fixated on the VIP lounge. When he saw the overlapping shadows of Fu Tingyu and Qin Shu in plain sight, he had pursed his lips. He turned his attention to their holding hands, and he watched them left the lounge, got into their car, and left the equestrian center. His purple eyes were locked in that direction, not moving an inch.

At this instance, a man in a black suit walked over and uttered softly, “It’s time we left, Master Jun. You have to take your medicine.”

Slowly, Jun Li withdrew his stare and glanced at Su Ying, then looked back in the direction where Qin Shu had headed, and he realized they had been long gone.

Only then did he focus his attention on Su Ying, his voice calm as he replied, “Drinking it won’t have much of an effect.”

Su Ying gasped out the words, “It is better than nothing, Master Jun. If you don’t drink it…” He paused, and without finishing his sentence, he gulped and he lowered his gaze.

“Let’s head back.”

Jun Li retracted his stare, and he turned around to leave. Watching his frail figure from behind, Su Ying followed his steps.

***

As Qin Shu got on the car, she took off her face mask. They were heading to the hotel, and she had been feeling lightheaded since they were at the equestrian, especially when she was horseriding—the discomfort feeling of breath shortness had been troubling her.

Fu Tingyu tilted his head sideways as he studied her. The flush on her cheeks and ears was visible after vigorous exercise, and he turned his attention to the red horseriding suit she was wearing. She had always loved wearing a red horseriding suit, he thought. Some things never change.

He met her gaze as he murmured, “When did you get this outfit?”

Qin Shu looked at the red horseriding suit on her. Its design was elegant, and it was different from what people usually wear at the equestrian.

“I got it when I was in Jiangcheng. How do I look?”

She had so much energy in her when she spoke, and Fu Tingyu was lost in admiration. “You look beautiful in everything you wear, Babe.”

The corner of her mouth lifted into a smile. “Then can we go back to Jiangcheng now?”

Fu Tingyu nodded. “Yes. We’ll get on the earliest flight tomorrow.”

Qin Shu let out a sigh of relief when she heard that. They would be heading back to Jiangcheng tomorrow, and she could have Gu Yan check on him. Otherwise, she would not be able to loosen up.

When they were back in the hotel, Ye Qing was staring at Boss as it paced back and forth in the living room. From time to time, it would walk to the door of the room where Fu Tingyu was in, trying to scratch the door.

Ye Qing was startled. He hurried over to stop Boss by pushing its paw away.

“Lord Fu and Madam Fu are resting in the room. If you scratch the door, you’ll disturb them. You won’t get your fish if Lord Fu is upset.”

Boss glared at Ye Qing and meowed in dissatisfaction.

Seeing that it was unhappy, Ye Qing persisted. “Anyway, you shall not disturb Lord Fu and Madam Fu.”

“Meow.” Boss’s emerald eyes were flashing with a defiant glare. It was flexing its paw and waving, as it had the thought of scratching Ye Qing with its sharp claws.

Ye Qing was eyeing Boss as it repeatedly lifted its paw and put it down several times. It had looked like it wanted to grind its claws by scratching something—not just anything, but him.

Ye Qing broke out in a cold sweat. “We’re on the same side. It’ll be inappropriate if you try to scratch your ally, won’t it?”

***

Fu Tingyu and Qin Shu had holed up in the bedroom. As they had an early flight tomorrow morning to Jiangcheng, they had been resting in their room after dinner instead of walking around the city.

Fu Tingyu was sitting on the sofa chair on the balcony as he held Qin Shu in his arms, his chin rested on her head—he could feel the softness in her silky hair—and he was staring at the city’s night view through the window.

Qin Shu had snuggled within his arms, and she was dozing off. She had shut her eyes and was still aware of her surroundings as she had not fallen into a deep sleep.