Bigoted Mr. Fu Lets Me Do Whatever I Want

Chapter 386: Like Babies to Be Born On Their Own. Master Four Can Attract Peach Blossoms wherever heHis words suggested that he wanted to go out and have some fun.

Not being familiar with the capital, Qin Shu did not know much of the city’s attractions. She racked her brains for a minute when an image of a park sprang to mind. It was not far from the hotel. “Let’s go to the park. There’s a Ferris wheel there.”

Fu Tingyu nodded, “Okay. You should go and have a change of clothes before we go. I’ve had someone pick them up for you.”

A rose-tinted blush suffused her skin at his mention of clothes.

Fu Tingyu was not a stranger to her three sizes so the outfit he chose for her fitted to a T.

Not only was he picky but he also had very high demands for the quality of the materials used. The clothes he selected were, more often than not, comfortable yet pleasing to the eye.

Qin Shu stepped out of the bathroom in her change of clothes.

In time she had taken to don her outfit, Fu Tingyu had put on a timeless black suit with his shirt buttoned up to the collar. Around his neck hung a tie streaked in silver highlights. His appearance was sleek and neat.

Perhaps it was the change of clothes but his aura seemed to take on a completely different feel from what it had been last night. He looked every bit like the perfect gentleman.

Footsteps echoed behind him, and a woman in a white patchwork dress arrived at his side. The upper body was made of lace with its sleeves shortened by half its original length. The lower body was made of Organza fabric. It puffed out and accentuated her curves in a way no woman with a thick waist could hope to carry with elegance.

The woman looked gorgeous in the outfit he had chosen. The dress itself had been excellent, to say the least, but when she wore it, she breathed life into the graceful one-piece dress; transforming her into the very image of an ethereal immortal.

Though the woman’s figure was lithe, and some might have regarded her as being a little thin, she had all the makings of a classic beauty that would look impeccable in any dress she wore.

“Do you like the dress?”

Qin Shu peered down at her dress in consideration. Couldn’t he tell from a glance whether the dress suited her?

Was he asking her a rhetorical question?

Unsure of what to think, her body language conveyed confusion.

Seeing as Qin Shu didn’t seem to understand his question, he paraphrased and asked, “I mean the inside.”

Qin Shu flushed with embarrassment, a searing heat perfusing her skin. Fu Tingyu had to be asking her such a question on purpose. Quietly, she muttered two words. “… Just right.”

Taking pleasure in Qin Shu’s blushing discomfort, Fu Tingyu took her small hand into his. It was a little warmer than his own and he laughed contentedly.

“Let’s go.”

“I’ve been in the capital for a while now but I haven’t had the chance to see its sights. It is cooler today than it was a few days ago. Hopefully, the weather won’t take a turn for the worse.”

Qin Shu accompanied Fu Tingyu out of the hotel.

Qin Shu’s happiness was his own. If she was happy, then so was he.

Ye Luo stood by the car with an arm outstretched. He had opened a door and was waiting in attendance.

After Fu Tingyu and Qin Shu got into the car, Ye Luo closed the door, hopped into the driver’s seat, and drove off.

They arrived at the park fifteen minutes later.

Being a cool autumnal weekend, the park was filled with visitors. Retirees were practising Taichi in groups of four and fives, children shuttled about playing games of tag and hide-and-seek, while students enjoyed a short reprieve from their studies.

The two lovers entwined their hands together, walking side by side along the weather-beaten path that stretched from one end of the park to the other. To their right was a dense thicket of low-hanging trees. It was their first time together in a park, enjoying each other’s company on a leisurely stroll. There was a world of difference walking the bustling city streets and that of the park.

Qin Shu watched as a gaggle of kids chased a little boy with a blue balloon up and down the lawn. They were young, somewhere between three and four years old. Their voices rang with youthful cheer, sweet and innocent.

Turning in the direction of Qin Shu’s unwavering gaze, Fu Tingyu spotted the three children frolicking in the field. The hand holding hers clenched. “Do you like children?”