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n440 Every Improvement Is Worth Praising

n“Then how do you explain this photo? Could it be that Su Ruoqing can still force him to do this? Even if he doesn’t have any feelings for Su Ruoqing, shouldn’t he avoid suspicion by not being with her?”

nThe old master choked.

nHe couldn’t even find an excuse for Fu Sinian.

n“If he doesn’t keep his distance with Su Ruoqing, he’ll harm Qian Qian!” Wen Lan said angrily.

nThe old master gritted his teeth, furious.

n“Jin An, the family law!”

nJin An rushed over and looked at the old master in confusion. “Old Master, are you really applying it or not?”

n“Yes! No one can stop me today! I’ll hit anyone who dares to stop me!”

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nAfter eating his fill, Fu Sinian was still hugging Shi Qian and feeding her breakfast.

nHe had no idea that a vicious beating was waiting for him.

n“What time is it?”

n“It’s ten-thirty.”

nShe vaguely remembered that it was not even seven o’clock when she woke up.

nWhy was it that things were completely different from what she had imagined?

nDidn’t men not care about it after obtaining it?

nWhy was Fu Sinian like a hungry wolf, asking for it every day?

nHow much longer would she have to live like this?

nWhen would he get sick of it?

n“Let’s go quickly. Grandpa must be waiting.”

n“He’s not in a hurry at all. You’re exhausted. Just rest for a while and make it in time for lunch.”

nFu Sinian did not say that in one morning, the old master had made more than a dozen calls.

nHe immediately muted his phone.

nShi Qian leaned weakly on his shoulder. “Then let’s rest for a while. I’m really tired.”

nFu Sinian couldn’t help but laugh. “Qian Qian is getting better and better. She can accept me completely.”

nShi Qian’s face burned.

nWhat was there to praise?

nSeeing that Fu Sinian was about to speak again, she immediately reached out to cover his mouth.

n“Stop talking!”

nFu Sinian held her wrist and kissed her fingers.

n“Every improvement is commendable.”

nShi Qian’s entire body was numb!

n“Let’s go there now.” She didn’t want to be alone with Fu Sinian anymore.

n“Okay, go change.” Fu Sinian finally let go.

nAs soon as her feet touched the ground, her knees immediately bent and she almost fell to the ground.

nFu Sinian quickly helped her up. “I’ll carry you.”

nHe picked her up easily again.

n“Aren’t you tired?” she couldn’t help asking.

n“I don’t even dare to use any strength. How can I be tired?”

nShi Qian was speechless.

n… .

nAt the Fu family’s old residence.

nThe old master made another call, but no one picked up.

nHe picked up his pen and drew another line in his notebook.

n“Jin An, count how many times I’ve called Fu Sinian!”

nJin An immediately took the small notebook. “Old Master, there were a total of 27 calls.”

nThe old master picked up the decades-old purple sandalwood ruler. “He is asking for these 27 strokes!”

nJin An glanced at the ruler and couldn’t help but sweat for Young Master Fu.

nThis ruler was longer and wider than an ordinary ruler. There were jade-like light carvings on its surface. It must be very painful to hit someone!

nSuddenly, there was the sound of a car’s engine outside.

nFu Sinian drove the car straight into the courtyard and got out to open the door for Shi Qian.

n“Can you walk?” he asked with a smile.

n“Of course I can walk. Move aside.” Shi Qian was afraid that Fu Sinian would hug her.

nFu Sinian stepped aside.

nOnly then did Shi Qian get out of the car.

nJin An came out to welcome her. “Young Master Fu and Young Madam.”

n“Hello, Uncle An. Where’s Grandpa?” Shi Qian asked softly.

n“Old Master is in the study,” Jin An replied, then looked at Young Master Fu. “Young Master Fu, Old Master wants you to meet him in the study.”

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