A prestigious girls' school, universally disliked, and me? I have a billion dollars - Chapter 47

Fu Qing’s expression turned slightly serious. “More than ten years have passed, and even the deepest hatred has dissipated.”

The white jade cup was held by a slender, withered finger, which then gently brought it to the lips.

“I can tell you still hold a grudge against me. The fact that I didn’t kick that child out is the greatest act of leniency I can show.”

“You should have given that child to someone else to take care of, so that the child wouldn’t get sick like you.”

Fu Qing looked up at the old woman opposite him and repeated what she had said hundreds of times, “Mother, I am not sick.”

The old man scoffed, “If you’re not sick, how could you like women? I didn’t bring you into this world so you would like women.”

At this point, the old man abruptly put down his teacup, his tone extremely sarcastic, “He also likes a married woman who is pregnant!” In his emotional outburst, the old man coughed.

The hoarse cough, accompanied by a vibration in the chest, was unpleasant to hear.

Fu Qing got up and went to the old woman, gently patting her back, her tone still gentle: “Mother, don’t get agitated.”

The old man had white hair mixed with black, which was tied into a bun. He wore a plain-colored robe and a Buddhist amulet around his neck. His face was extremely pale and wrinkled, but he didn’t look too old.

“How could I not be excited? I was almost furious back then!”

“The second daughter, who has always been gentle and kind, has done something that has brought shame to the family.”

Back then, Fu Qing brought back a pregnant woman, saying that she had already gotten married abroad.

She was so angry that she fainted on the spot.

After waking up and doing some investigation, she discovered that the woman named Qin Yang was a widow whose husband had died six months ago.

Fu Qing kept in touch with Qin Yang, and after her husband died, she brought him abroad and they got married.

If this gets out, where will the Fu family put their face?

Twenty years ago, she silenced everyone who knew about this, and no one dared to speak up anymore.

She was furious. She was furious that Fu Qing was sick and liked women, and that Fu Qing was raising someone else’s child.

She didn’t like Fu Juezhou; he didn’t even have a trace of the Fu family bloodline.

But after spending so much time together, it’s inevitable that feelings develop, and she started treating him like a grandson, only for this grandson to turn out badly.

“Knock knock knock”.

“Madam, the Second Young Mistress has arrived.”

The old man paused for a moment, then sat up straight again, took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the corner of his mouth. He then asked Fu Qing to go out and bring the person in.

Fu Qing nodded and walked out.

She was surprised to see Tang Sui when she opened the door. She had thought that wearing this outfit would make her look more dignified, but now she realized it had no effect at all.

Tang Sui lifted her eyelids and smiled at Fu Qing. Her red lips and peach blossom eyes made her smile incredibly charming.

Fu Qing sighed a little helplessly, reached out to help Tang Sui adjust her fur coat, handed her her phone, and said softly, “Xiao Sui, how come you are so beautiful?” At first, she just wanted to find a quiet girl.

He didn’t want to get married, so he found Tang Sui, who had just come of age and came from a poor family, thinking he could postpone it.

The old lady doesn’t like anything too flashy or bright.

“Let’s go, I’ll take you to see her.”

Fu Qing reached out and took Tang Sui’s hand, leading her inside.

Upon arrival, the old lady told her to leave, leaving Tang Sui alone inside.

Standing at the doorway, gazing at the artificial hill and flowing water in the courtyard, Fu Qing sighed softly.

A conversation with the old lady brought back long-forgotten memories of her wedding day with Qin Yang.

This was the only outrageous thing she did.

She just wanted to have a lover of her own once.

However, she obtained this relationship by deceiving Qin Yang.

She said, ‘Qin Yang, if we get married abroad, I can sign your papers later.’

Qin Yang agreed, and later Juezhou was born, which was a happy time.

She, Qin Yang, and Jue Zhou are doing very well abroad.

However, Qin Yang died when Jue Zhou was two years old.

He died from a brain hemorrhage.

‘Ah Qing, do you know why my name sounds so boyish?’

“Because I was sickly when I was little, my grandparents changed my name to Yang, hoping I would be healthy.”

‘Changing my name is really helpful. I’m in great health now; whatever name I choose, I become like that name.’

“Aunt Fu Chuan named you ‘Qing’ (情, meaning love/affection), so you must be very sentimental. Being sentimental is fine, but you can’t be infatuated. If you ever act like you’re dying for a man, I’ll beat you up!”

Nearly twenty years have passed, but these words are still very clear in her mind.

Fu Qing closed her eyes, pulling herself out of her reverie, and looked at the servant standing guard at the door with his head bowed. She said, “If anything happens to the Second Madam, inform me immediately.”

The servant nodded: “Yes, Second Miss.”

I hope Xiaosui won’t get angry because of the old man’s impolite words.

Inside the house, Fu Chuan was carefully examining Tang Sui’s face.

Tang Sui sat to the side, a faint smile on her lips, letting the old man look her over.

After a long pause, Fu Chuan chuckled, “He looks like a troublemaker.”

Tang Sui chuckled softly, “You really do have sharp eyes.”

Fu Chuan didn’t expect anyone to admit it so bluntly, and seemingly not care at all.

Frowning, the old man took out several photos and placed them in front of Tang Sui.

Tang Sui took the photo and saw that it contained pictures of her kissing Song Fanxing, Qiao Ling, and even Fu Juezhou.

Fu Chuan’s tone turned stern: “I don’t want my daughter to marry such a dissolute young man like you.”

Tang Sui lazily rested her cheeks on her hands. “I can’t help it, they’re just so delicious.”

“They’re not even married yet, why are you being so nosy?”

“Oh right, my sweetheart said I have a gift for coming here. Where is my gift?”

Fu Chuan’s face was extremely ugly. In his more than sixty years of life, this was the first time he had encountered such a shameless person.

The Fu family does have a custom of elders giving gifts when younger generations visit their elders. Although they don’t like this little girl, she’s old enough not to be stingy with gifts, so a gift has been prepared.

But now that I think about it, it just doesn’t feel right to give this gift away.

“You impolite little girl, you want a gift?! I think you’re dreaming!”

Tang Sui exclaimed, “How can you be so stingy? I took a long flight from the next province to get here.”

mean?

Fu Chuan was so angry that his breathing became heavy. “Tonight, I’ll have Fu Qing replace her with someone else. You’d better go back to where you are.” After saying that, Fu Chuan coughed violently.

Tang Sui watched with a smile, offering no help, and instead said, “Did you call me over just to talk about something like this?”

“How boring, and I haven’t even received a gift yet.”

Fu Chuan coughed more and more violently, as if he was coughing up his lungs.

Hearing the noise, the servants guarding the door rushed inside.

Seeing Fu Chuan coughing painfully to the side, the servant quickly helped him up, patted his back gently, and whispered, “Madam, should we call a doctor?”

Fu Chuan shook his head, and it took him a long time to stop coughing. The doctor told him to calm his mind and try to minimize emotional fluctuations.

“No need, Xiaoyun, you can go out first.”

Xiaoyun was a little worried, but she still obeyed the host’s instructions and went out again to guard the door.

Fu Chuan looked at Tang Sui again. His somewhat cloudy eyes were sharp and deep, and his delicate features still hinted at his youthful beauty. “I don’t argue with juniors.” She had her own reasons.

This little girl is the only one Fu Qing has found in all these years who is willing to marry him and have children.

She wouldn’t actually drive the person away.

Calling this little girl here was just to give her a lecture, but Xiao Er has a problem; he always seeks out such strange people.

She wanted to correct the little girl’s indecent behavior.

Little did she know that this girl had an eccentric personality, and every time she said something, it was unexpected and she had no sense of shame.

Fu Chuan let out a breath, trying to calm himself down. “Whether you’re married or not, you’re already a member of the Fu family.”

“Do things in a way that leaves little room for others to use against you.”

“I don’t want to receive these kinds of photos again, nor do I want the Fu family to be covered up with a fig leaf regarding your personal behavior.”

Suddenly, a slight vibration sounded, and Tang Sui took out her phone.

He waved to the old man and said, “Excuse me, someone called me.”

Fu Chuan: “…Answer it.”

Tang Sui answered the call, and when she opened her phone, she was surprised to find it was a video call from the protagonist.

That’s interesting. After doing it, we didn’t contact each other for two days, but now we video chat right away.

Human thought processes really baffled her.

Tang Sui glanced at the elderly human staring intently at her, then answered the phone.

In the video, Song Fanxing looked extremely tired, as if she hadn’t slept all night.

Tang Sui smiled and asked, “Fanxing, what’s wrong?”

“…Tang Sui, where are you? Can I come to you?”

Tang Sui: “I’m in another province. Does Fanxing miss me? Hmm?”

“Yes, Tang Sui, I miss you.”

Song Fanxing’s straightforward words made Tang Sui raise an eyebrow slightly, “Fanxing has grown up.”

“If you want to see me, it may have to be in a few days.”

“Okay, sure.”

After saying this, Song Fanxing fell silent, simply watching Tang Sui on the other side of the screen. She was not a talkative person and was not good at initiating conversations.

She wanted to hear Tang Sui’s voice more, and she wanted to see her more; that would be enough.

However, Song Fanxing noticed the background behind Tang Sui. The simple and rustic decor made it seem like she was in an old house.

Song Fanxing asked, “Tang Sui, are you busy?”

Tang Sui didn’t hide it: “I’m with an old man.”

Song Fanxing pursed her lips and chose to hang up the phone. “You go ahead and do your work.”

Tang Sui placed the black-screened phone on the table and looked at Fu Chuan again, “Alright, I’ll be leaving if there’s nothing else.”

Fu Chuan’s face was dark and gloomy. He picked up his teacup, took a sip, and then said, “Little girl, I think you really don’t want this road to heaven anymore.”