With such a rich inner world, why not start a side business as a screenwriter, my friend?
"I can’t help it; my brother is quite simple-minded. Besides, I heard you directly called ’Dad’ in front of him, so his fragile heart might have been a bit shocked."
"I-I was just thinking your dad is like my dad, and it just slipped out."
"So, does that an nothing’s going on between you and Su Bai?" Su Wanxin raised her eyebrow slightly, subtly probing for answers.
"Nothing! I’ve t him only a handful of tis; we’re not even close, okay! What a joke, how could I possibly like him!"
"Oh." Su Wanxin sighed, sounding a bit disappointed. "I thought soone had finally taken my brother off the market, but I guess I was thinking too much."
She spoke with a sowhat cheeky tone, and Fu Shiyi imdiately hung up the phone, afraid of being teased.
Honestly, Fu Shiyi is now a bit scared of the trio: Su Wanxin, Fu Shihan, and Fu Yu’an.
Although Yangyang is young, he’s starting to hone his sharp tongue. Sotis Fu Shiyi can barely keep up with what he says, imagining what it would be like in a few years.
Fu Shihan’s skills have reached an apex, and Su Wanxin, being influenced from a young age, is naturally not weak either.
Only Fu Shiyi is utterly outmatched, with no chance to refute.
She sighed and went back to the office, feeling frustrated, and took it out on her subordinates.
If she couldn’t handle the skilled ones, she could at least handle the timid ones, right? People just need to find a balance; why set such high standards?
After Fu Shiyi hung up, Su Wanxin felt she seed pretty averse to Su Bai, with not even a hint of interest.
It was the sa situation with Su Bai; neither was interested, making any matchmaking pointless. Nothing’s going on!
Fu Shihan’s suggestion was arguably the most failed one ever, and Su Wanxin thought she could make fun of him a bit when he returns from his business trip.
After being busy outside for two days, Fu Shihan returned to the Imperial Capital and, checking the ti on a whim, drove to Yangyang’s kindergarten to pick him up from school.
Recently, with more people at ho, compared to when he lived in the old house with just the servants and no one to play with, little Fu Xiaoyang has been incredibly happy every day.
There was still half an hour before school ended, and the last class was equestrian training.
Having won awards in international equestrian competitions, he was once again called out by the teacher, forced to ride and show off.
After a lap around the field on horseback, Fu Xiaoyang found an opportunity to slack off, leaning against the wall, sitting and thinking about how to playfully ss with Uncle Xiao Bai tonight.
So kids ran over trying to chat with him, but he responded perfunctorily, only occasionally acknowledging them.
As he was lost in thought, the light in front of him suddenly dimd. He slowly looked up at the person standing before him, wearing a teacher’s uniform but with an unfamiliar face.
Fu Yu’an had never seen him at school before.
"A new teacher? Do you need sothing from ?"
Still sitting on the grass, he asked softly.
"You’re Fu Yu’an, right?"
"Yeah."
"The teacher has sothing to ask you, co with to the office."
Seeing that school was about to let out, Fu Yu’an was ready to rush back to class, grab his bag, and head out, but being called to the office by the teacher at this ti made him quite unhappy.
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