Qin An'an thought, if that woman had not died, would she be considered a mistress now?

If that woman dies, am I considered that woman’s replacement?

Whether it's the former or the latter, both are quite sad.

While Qin An's mind was wandering, Fu Shiting's thoughts were also drifting elsewhere.

"Qin An'an, tell me what you like about Fu Yechen!" He took out his cigarette case with an unpredictable expression.

"I don't like him anymore." Qin Anan's voice was muffled.

If she hadn't just started chatting with him, she might have continued to use Fu Yechen to annoy him.

Although this behavior is very childish.

But Fu Shiting always loses his temper with her over trivial things.

If she doesn't do something to fight back, she will be upset.

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"Because you clearly see that he is a loser, so you don't like him?" He held the cigarette between his fingers and did not light it.

"In your eyes, besides money, is there nothing else?" Qin An'an asked him, "When Fu Yechen chased me, he wrote me love poems every day, and every weekend, he would take me to art exhibitions.

, took me to the concert, we talked about very beautiful things..."

"Beautiful? I think it's frivolous! It's because all he can think about is how to pick up girls, so his career has failed." Fu Shiting interrupted her in a deep voice, "This kind of beauty is ridiculously stupid!"

Qin Anan: "Fu Shiting, have you been so mature and successful since you were born? When I was fifteen, I only liked handsome boys. When I was sixteen, I liked boys with good grades. When I was seventeen,

I like boys who are good at basketball, eighteen years old, I like talented boys..."

"I used to like Fu Yechen. Even if I hate him now, things that happened before can't be treated as if they never happened."

"Shut up!" Fu Shiting broke the cigarette in half between his fingers, and a chill emerged in his eyes, "Go back to your room!"

Qin Anan pursed her red lips and stood up from the sofa.

She didn't go back to the room because she was very hungry.

She walked straight towards the dining room.

"Sister-in-law Zhang, do you have food to eat?"

She looked as if nothing had happened, as if it was someone else who had just quarreled with Fu Shiting.

Mrs. Zhang immediately prepared dinner for her.

She sat down in the dining room, turned on her phone, and saw the message from Li Xiaotian.

There are three messages in total——

Article 1: The blind date is over! I'm not very interested in him. I feel like he's too effeminate. He doesn't seem to be very interested in me either. But he was forced by family pressure and said that if I don't dislike him, he can do it next time.

Make a dinner date.

Article 2: He told me that his parents didn’t give him much pocket money! How could he have 1.2 billion? Is there any misunderstanding between you two?

Article 3: I decided to have a dinner date with him on the weekend! I must figure this out! Also, what is your urgent matter?

Qin Anan replied to her message: It's hard to put it into words. I'll tell you after I organize the words.

After Li Xiaotian received her reply, she called directly.

Qin Anan held the phone and glanced towards the living room.

Fu Shiting is still here.

If she talks on the phone, he can definitely hear her.

She hung up the phone and sent a message back to Li Xiaotian: It's not convenient for me to answer the phone now. We'll meet at school tomorrow!

...

At 10:30 in the evening, after taking a shower, Fu Shiting wore a gray silk nightgown and paced around the room.

My legs, which were not so strong, are now full of strength.

He has been thinking about a question.

This question made him frown deeply and feel knotty in his heart.

After a moment, he turned on his cell phone and dialed Zhou Ziyi.

"Zi Yi, check to see if there will be an art exhibition or concert tomorrow. The best time would be in the afternoon or evening."

Zhou Ziyi: "Okay, Mr. Fu. What kind of art exhibition or concert do you want to see?"

This question was difficult for him.

He never goes to art exhibitions or concerts.

Even now, he is not interested in these.

"You choose what women want to see." He said.

"Okay, Mr. Fu. But women of different ages also like different types..." Zhou Ziyi continued to test.
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