Qin Shu laughed rather than being angry, "You don't like it, so why keep it? Might as well give it away."
Fu Tingyu said in a domineering tone: "Whether I like it or not, it's mine since it was gifted to me."
Qin Shu's smile widened. He was as domineering as always. He couldn't stand it if others tried to take away what belongs to him, whether it was people or things.
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At the Fu's residence
Fu Tingyan sat at the dining table and ate with things on his mind.
Why did his brother call all of a sudden and ask if Qin Shu was in the car?
Was it possible that Qin Shu went to look for that scum Shen?
So his brother wanted to confirm it from Fu Tingyan?
Old madam Fu noticed her little grandson eating absent-mindedly, so she tapped the table with her fingers, "Eat consciously, what's bothering you?"
