Bigoted Mr. Fu Lets Me Do Whatever I Want Chapter 129 - Something Unexpected Happened

Chapter 129 - Something Unexpected Happened

At the same time
Outside the window
Boss strolled along the top of the wall. When he passed by the window of the study, he poked his furry head in. His black nose twitched and he smelled a familiar smell. His dark green eyes sparkled and he jumped in.
Boss followed the scent and came to the desk. He jumped onto the chair and then onto the desk. He saw the pink note on the computer.
Boss went up to sniff at the note. Then, he opened his mouth and bit the note, tearing it off the computer.
Just then, Boss's ears twitched. He heard footsteps approaching and immediately jumped off the desk. With the note in his mouth, he jumped onto the windowsill and left.
Fu Tingyu pushed open the study door and turned on the light. The dark room instantly lit up. He walked to the leather chair in front of the desk and sat down.
He turned his head to the side and took a look at the fondant figures.
Then he looked at the computer. His deep-set eyes turned to look at the dark screen. There was a mark on it. When he placed his slender fingers on it, it felt a little sticky.
His straight eyebrows furrowed slightly. A hint of doubt flashed through his dark eyes.
Knock knock~
The door of the study was pushed open from the outside. Shi Yan walked in from the outside with a few documents that needed to be signed in his hands.
Fu Tingyu retracted his hand when he heard that and turned on the computer.
Shi Yan walked to the desk and placed the stack of documents on the desk.
"Sit, Li Shang said that they hope to start construction at the beginning of June."
Fu Tingyu pondered for a moment and said, "Just say that there's no problem."
Shi Yan said, "Okay, I'll let him know right away."
Fu Tingyu looked at the computer screen. He still had some doubts in his heart. Why was the screen a little sticky?
Meanwhile, Boss had made his way back to his little nest. He put the note in his mouth on the side, looking as if was a bit tired from walking around. Boss yawned and huddled in the nest, ready to sleep for a while.
The post-it, with the poem written on it, was stuck on top of the Boss's head, sticking to his shiny black fur.
Boss stretched lazily in his sleep and the pink note moved along with him as well.
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During class-
Qin Shu looked at the time on the lower right corner of the computer screen. It was 9:20.
Class ended at 9:30.
She still wanted to wait for Fu Tingyu to come back so they could sleep together.
What she was actually thinking of was how the man would react when he saw that poem in which she confessed her love.
Before the class ended, she said to the young professor-
"If you are not busy, we can have another hour of class. I happen to be free."
The young professor's hand was already gripping the mouse tightly, ready to turn off the video. When he heard this, he replied,
"'m not busy"
What he meant was that he could continue with the class.
Qin Shu realized that this cold and quiet young professor was quite easy to talk to.
Just as the one-hour class was about to end, the young professor suddenly asked.
"Why are you in a hurry to study university courses?"
Qin Shu heard this and felt that this question was really a little difficult to answer.
She had repeated her senior year of high school twice. It was embarrassing to say it out loud...
"Because I want to save time and learn more things to make myself stronger."
Qin Shu replied with an answer that she thought she was very satisfied with.
"That's not a bad idea."
The young professor turned off the video right after he said that.
Qin Shu blinked. The young professor seemed to be very satisfied with this answer.
She closed her computer, stood up, switched off the lights, and walked out.
By the time she finished showering, it was already eleven o'clock.
Qin Shu lay on the bed and took out her phone. She was going to check her Wechat moments while waiting for Fu Tingyu to come back.
She opened her Wechat moments and scrolled through it.. Then, she saw Qin Ya's post.