Mrs Fu is so sweet

Chapter 279: Careful Thinking (2)

"Yeah." Lin Ziyu nodded, and then asked him, "Little uncle, why are you here?"

Isn't he in college?

It should be almost at school by this time.

"I work here." He seemed to smile, stubbed out the cigarette in his hand and threw it into the trash can. He raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the entrance of the No. [-] Middle School not far away. "The middle school is No. [-] Middle School?"

"Ah."

"Very powerful." He laughed again, and suddenly reached out and touched her head.

At that time, she was not even close to his chest, and from her perspective, she could only see his resolute chin, which was still covered with green scum, which looked very vicissitudes.

Before this, Fu Zichen would never praise her, and it would be fine if it didn't hurt her.

At that moment, Lin Ziyu suddenly felt that he was different from before.

On the way home, a question kept circling in my mind——

Isn't he only a sophomore?Why did it suddenly work?Moreover, it is so close to their school.

When talking on the phone with Fu Siqi at night, she told her about meeting Fu Zichen on the road, and she also said that she was dark and thin.

"Didn't we split up last year... My dad gave my little uncle a company. According to Zhang Jingrong, my little uncle managed it for a whole year not only did not make any money, but lost tens of millions."

Lost tens of millions!Lin Ziyu was so frightened.

According to her father, her second uncle’s cousin didn’t have enough money to buy a car, so he borrowed 1 yuan from their family. The 1 yuan was saved by their family for more than half a year.

That's tens of millions...

How long will Fu Zichen have to live?
Knowing this, she didn't sleep well all night. Fu Zichen's dark and thin appearance was in her mind. She fell asleep for a while, and went to school with a big black circle in the morning. Her father still laughed at her Are you worried about not getting along well with new classmates?

"No way, I wouldn't worry about that kind of thing." She muttered in a low voice, wiped out breakfast, and hurried to the bus with her heavy schoolbag on her back.

In addition to the textbooks in her heavy schoolbag, she quietly carried the piggy bank on her desk.

That pink piggy bank was bought by her dad when she was in first grade.

She only took out the money in it twice, once when a classmate in the class got leukemia to raise money, and once when she soiled Fu Zichen's T-shirt and went to the mall to buy him a new one.

There are only a few hundred dollars in her piggy bank, which is just a drop in the bucket compared to his tens of millions of debts, but she still wants to do something for him, even though he has been cruel to her before.

On the first day of class, at noon, Lin Ziyu found the place where Fu Zichen worked, the Kunhua Building.

That day, she waited until the afternoon class was about to start, but she didn't see him.

The next day, she went again, but he was still nowhere to be seen.

Day three...

Day [-]...

Day [-]...

She saw him at last.

Carrying her schoolbag, she ran up to him with a smile on her back, raised her face and asked him crisply: "Little uncle, little uncle, have you eaten yet?"

"Not yet, I just got off work." Fu Zichen paused, and then asked her in turn, "Have you eaten yet?"

"No." Lin Ziyu shook her head again and again, complaining softly on purpose: "The food in the cafeteria is not good."

In fact, after so many days of school, she has never eaten a meal in the cafeteria. She heard from her classmates that the taste is not bad. However, after class, she came to wait for him near Kunhua, and went back to eat bread before the class.

She has eaten bread for four consecutive lunches.

"Let's go then, let's go eat." Fu Zichen answered the words naturally.

At that time, his little nephew had disappeared, and after searching for a long time, there was no news. Fu Zijin fell ill due to the stimulation. Tang Wanqiu did not continue to stay in Kunhua, but went home to accompany her.

Usually when it's time to eat, he just settles it casually.

(End of this chapter)