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nAuntie Xu brought out breakfast.

nShi Qian realized that the fish soup in front of Fu Sinian was different from theirs. There were no green onions or anything else on it. It was white.

nWould it taste good like this?

nAuntie Xu saw Shi Qian’s confusion and replied with a smile, “Young Madam, Young Master Fu doesn’t like to eat ingredients like onions, ginger, and garlic, so his meals are all separately cooked.”

nAuntie Xu also wanted Shi Qian to know more about Fu Sinian’s preferences.

n“I see.” Shi Qian nodded.

n“Does he not eat anything else other than onions, ginger, and garlic? There are many things he doesn’t like to eat.” The old master immediately exposed him.

n“Grandpa, there are so many kinds of food in the world. Not every one of them is delicious. I also have many things I don’t like to eat, such as pepper.” Shi Qian wanted to ease the atmosphere.

nFu Sinian glanced at her.

nHe only felt that this woman was really pretentious!

n“Anyway, he’s just a little more picky than the others! Qian Qian, I’ll leave Sinian to you from now on. You have to train him well.”

nShi Qian was speechless.

nFu Sinian finished the fish soup in two or three mouthfuls and started the wheelchair to leave.

nSometimes, when there were pretentious people, he didn’t want to stay a second longer.

n“Look at his temper. I wonder who he takes after.” The old master couldn’t help but complain.

nShi Qian dared not make a sound.

nShe thought he looked quite like her grandfather.

nIn the future, she would not dare to speak nonsense. Not only did she not persuade the old master, but she also added fuel to the fire.

nLogically speaking, Fu Sinian had just woken up. Shouldn’t the old master be extremely concerned about him?

nThis was his biological grandson!

n“Grandpa, I have to go out later. Su Youwei has already confessed. I’ll go sign it.”

n“Grandpa will go with you.”

n“Okay.” Shi Qian nodded.

nShi Qian signed and walked out. The old master was waiting in the car.

n“Qian Qian, are you done signing it?”

n“Ok.” Shi Qian nodded.

n“It’s still early. Walk with Grandpa?”

n“Okay.” Shi Qian actually didn’t want to shop. She wanted to go back and continue recording. She had recorded for five days and used the tapes up quickly.

nAfter that, her life would be on track.

nShe had taken a long time off school and finally had a chance to catch her breath.

nAfter the car drove away, Lin Qinghe walked out from the shadows.

nShe was here to understand the case.

nHer father was still in the hospital. She hadn’t said anything to him. She couldn’t just sit back and do nothing.

nUnexpectedly, she met Shi Qian here.

nShe also saw Shi Qian with an old master.

nShi Qian definitely couldn’t stand being alone when she married a vegetable! She actually hooked up with an old master!

nNo wonder she was so rich all of a sudden. She even gave her mother a high-class ward.

nShe must have emptied the old master’s pension!

nShe sent the photo she had taken to Song Yan.

nThen, she sent a voice message.

n“Brother Song Yan, I met my sister today. I know. I shouldn’t ruin your relationship with her. I want to explain to her that there’s nothing between us. It’s just my wishful thinking. She doesn’t want to listen to me at all.”

nSong Yan saw that it was Lin Qinghe’s profile picture flashing and wanted to ignore it.

nBut when he saw the photo, he immediately stared at the screen.

nIt was a photo of Shi Qian.

nThere was also an old master.

nMoreover, he was no stranger to this old master. That day, he had gone to the hospital to look for Shi Qian, but his mother had ruined it. It was this old master who had come out to help Shi Qian.

nWhy was Shi Qian with this old master?

nWhy did they seem so close?

nThis old master looked at Shi Qian lovingly!

nLin Qinghe’s photo was very suspicious. Just looking at the photos made one’s imagination run wild.

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