Bigoted Mr. Fu Lets Me Do Whatever I Want

rs of age.
She only reached Fu Tingyu’s chest.

Fu Tingyu had studied martial arts under Leng Xiao since he was young.
Whenever Ye Huang took him out to play, he would also teach him a thing or two.
His father, Fu Beichen, would instruct him on occasion, and though it was not often, it ensured he was far above the average for his age group.
He had not been an ordinary fifteen-year-old.

Qin Shu stared at Fu Tingyu, unsure what to make of his words.
A familiar fragrance stole her attention before she could say anything else.
It made her stomach rumble in protest.

Fu Tingyu heard the unflattering sound and said, “Wash up and have breakfast.
I bought wonton noodles.
We’ll talk later.”

“Okay.” Qin Shu’s eyes lit up as soon as Fu Tingyu made mention of wonton noodles.
With surprising alacrity, Qin Shu hopped out of bed and shut the door behind her as she washed up in the bathroom.

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Half an hour later, at the dining table…

The wonton noodles had gone soggy while in the bathroom, but she did not mind.
Qin Shu picked up her chopsticks and happily ate her noodles.

She drank a mouthful of soup, feeling dismayed when she found it cold.
It would have tasted better if it were hot.

Fu Tingyu only needed a glance to know her noodles had turned lumpy – soaking up all that moisture had not done it any good.
“You don’t have to eat it if it’s too soggy,” he said.
He had not realised how long it had been since he bought the noodles.

“It’s okay.
It still tastes great.” Qin Shu swallowed a few mouthfuls and helped herself to a red bean roll.

Seeing how happy she was, Fu Tingyu decided to take his chances and asked, “Do you remember what happened after Han Xiao left?”

Qin Shu stopped chewing upon hearing Fu Tingyu mention Han Xiao’s name.
She did remember a few more details about her time with Han Xiao.

Han Xiao was cold and calm, while she was more active.
In the beginning, there were only three of them on the mountain.
They had an amazing relationship such that they were inseparable.

The memories after Han Xiao left, however, remained a hazy fog.

She shook her head.
“I don’t remember.”

She only remembered how sad she felt when Han Xiao left.

She did not remember anything else.

She and Han Xiao had had a good relationship – of that she knew as a matter of fact.

Did that translate into a good relationship after his departure? She did not know.
She had not recovered those memories.

Fu Tingyu sighed helplessly.
“Alright.
I’ll remember to ask you again in the future.”

“I think Master doesn’t want me to remember anything that transpired after Han Xiao left.
It must have something to do with my sudden descent from the mountain and my loss of memory.” Qin Shu said, thoughtful.

“Do you still want to go and find Master?” Fu Tingyu was more than a little suspicious of their Master.
For him to take the trouble of helping Qin Shu recover a part, rather than the whole of her memory, pointed to some secret he did not wish for her to know.

Qin Shu nodded.
“I want to go and see my mother.”

“Alright.
We’ll head to Mount Qi after breakfast.”

“Okay.”

After breakfast, Fu Tingyu and Qin Shu visited Mount Qi once again.

Strangely, it seemed easier to scale the mountain than it had been previously.
Qin Shu and Fu Tingyu merely spent a few hours to reach the summit.

They arrived in an old courtyard.
Two burly men appeared out of thin air to stop them.

Qin Shu had not met either man on her visit the previous day.

“Apologies.
Master is no longer on the mountain.” One of the men fished out a letter from his pocket and handed it to Qin Shu.
“Master instructed me to give this to you before he left.”

Qin Shu blinked uncomprehendingly for the longest time.
The two men seemed to know her from how they addressed her with such familiarity.
She examined the envelope and noted the greyish hue marking its age.

Two sentences were all that was written on the page.

“I’m bringing Ling’er home.
Don’t worry.”

Fu Tingyu read their Master’s note over her shoulder.
He smiled.
“It’s Master’s style, alright.”

“Master is too hateful.
He kidnapped my mother and did not tell me.
Now he’s left with her without even giving me the chance to say goodbye!” Qin Shu chewed on her lip, warring between anger and anguish.
It felt like her Master had run through her heart with a knife, twisting the blade to add insult to injury.
It had not been long since she first learned her mother was still alive.
Yet, with but a vicious step, her hopes of reuniting with her had been crushed.

“Master probably knew we would come looking for her again, so he took my mother and left.”

Fu Tingyu agreed.
Their Master’s way of doing things was highly unethical..
How could he not let mother and daughter reunite?