Is Fu Shao bankrupt today?

Chapter 130 The Scumbag Who Deceives Others' Feelings (2)

In the end, Fu Siheng gave up instead.

"I won't explain it to you, anyway, things are not what you think."

Since their imaginations are so rich, let them fantasize for themselves.

It's better than Quan Xiaoyu's imagination, I'm really convinced.

After making some jokes, Su Yuan asked Fu Siheng: "Your father is watching, do you want to chat with him?"

"Whatever." Fu Siheng looked indifferent.

Su Yuan smiled and handed the phone to Fu Chengjun beside him. Fu Chengjun was a little reluctant and uncomfortable at first, but since Fu Siheng had no objections, he, as a father, naturally couldn't be too hypocritical.

"Cough—if you really meet a girl you like, you should take good care of it. Don't worry about your grandpa, we will take care of you if there is anything!"

Fu Siheng said with a dark face: "Did you tell me! Can you stop ruining a girl's reputation like this?"

After speaking, he threw the phone to Fu Sichen.

"Be nice to your dad, I'm going to have a video conference."

Everyone: "...Is he shy?"
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After Fu Siheng came back from the small garden, he went straight upstairs to the study, turned on his computer and joined the overseas video conference.

After about half an hour, the meeting ended.

He looked at the time, there were still 10 minutes before the hour he gave Quan Yu, and he could go back to his room to take a shower first.

He grabbed his phone and got up to leave the study, and sent Quan Yu a WeChat message by the way, asking her, "Which room do you live in?"

Maybe Quan Yu was really fighting with the practice questions, and he didn't reply to his message for a long time. He didn't receive Quan Yu's reply until he was about to walk to the door of his room—I live in the last one on the right hand side of the stairs on the third floor Room.

Fu Siheng: "..."

He turned his head and looked in the direction of the stairs in disbelief, and then looked at his room.

Isn't the last room on the right hand side of the stairs on the third floor his room?
Fu Siheng hesitated for a moment, and after a few seconds, he still opened the door of his room.

Quan Yu was sitting in front of the matching desk in his room and was working hard. Hearing the sound of the door opening, he turned his head to look at him, and said casually, "You're pretty fast..."

After speaking, he continued to bury his head in the calculation.

Fu Siheng walked to Quan Yu's side, feeling very complicated.

"Quan Xiaoyu, who arranged the room for you?"

"Grandma arranged it for me. She said that the location and orientation of this room are the best, and I will definitely like it!" Quan Yu smiled, looking really satisfied: "I really like this room. Yes, I didn't expect that the guest rooms in your house are so big, and the decoration is so luxurious, now I believe you really have tens of thousands of innumerable property!"

Fu Siheng: "...as long as you like it."

He couldn't bear to hit Quan Yu, so he thought in his heart that he might as well sleep in the guest room tonight.

"Yeah! I like it!" Quan Yu's mind has shifted from this room to a calculation question that puzzled her: "Can you teach me how to write this question? I really don't know Will count."

Although she is a little God of Wealth, she really doesn't know how to calculate!
Fu Siheng took it over and glanced at it casually, he was speechless.

For this kind of question, just use a formula to put it in, and you can calculate the result.

With such a question, how can Quan Xiaoyu be scratched by his hair?

It is estimated that it is really hopeless.

So why did she choose such a course at the time?

He picked up a pen and wrote three formulas on the draft paper, and then told Quan Yu: "Any one of these three formulas can be calculated."

And Quan Yu's soul had already been snatched away by Fu Siheng's hand.

This hand, the posture of writing with a pen is also great!
Fu Siheng was earnestly teaching the stupid students to do their homework, and the stupid students were earnestly committing nympho, so neither of them noticed that the door of the room was quietly locked from the outside...

(End of this chapter)