Xu Wei went numb. Was she hearing things? Did Grandma actually call her Little Shu?
Disbelief coloured her face in a pallid shade.
"Grandma, life at university has been wonderful. The food served at the cafeteria is not bad either. However," Qin Shu paused, swivelling around to face Fu Tingyu, a sunny smile adorning her cute lips, "It still can't compare to the food prepared at home."
Fu Tingyu listened intently as Qin Shu spoke. Basking in the warmth of her smile, his frigid eyes took on a gentler air.
The old dowager nodded in agreement. "That's good, that's good. The world is a cruel place. It certainly can't compare to the joys of home. I worry for your wellbeing every time you venture out alone."
Xu Wei gave the woman beside Fu Tingyu a once-over. If Grandma referred to her as Little Shu... Could she be Qin Shu?
Recalling the words Fu Tingyu had spoken then, that fondant figurine he had with him was a gift from his wife.
