She never thought that she owed anything to Lu Xun. "Whoever left first has the right to question me."
It was quiet for a moment, and only the rising and falling breathing could be heard.
For a moment, Jiang Shu was finally turned cold by Fu Shiyan's warm hands, and she became a little impatient, "It's okay, I'll hang up."
She moved quickly, but she still heard what Lu Xun said before hanging up, "Does Fu Shiyan know that I taught you the piano?"
She raised her eyes in the cold wind and looked at Fu Shiyan's cold back. He was still on the phone.
He didn't know. If he knew, he wouldn't know how angry he would be.
She walked forward and heard Fu Shiyan say to the other end of the phone: "You continue to stare, there is no room for error."
After hanging up the phone, he turned around. Before his cold expression could change, he faced the woman's innocent face and froze for a moment.
Jiang Shu was also surprised. She choked on the words she had prepared, "What happened? Her expression is so ugly."
Fu Shiyan lowered his eyes and softened a little, "It's nothing, it's about the company."
Jiang Shu nodded in understanding, and was carried forward by him, "Fu Shiyan..."
She raised her head and wanted to say something, but she hesitated.
He hummed, ready to listen.
But Jiang Shu saw his still absent-minded expression, thinking that he was probably still worried about official matters, so he endured it for the time being and shook his head, "It's okay, it's too cold, let's go home."
Fu Shiyan did not continue to ask.
Jiang Shu thought that he would explain it later when he has a chance.
Years ago, Jiang's father complained that he was bored in the tea garden and wanted to go out for a walk, so Jiang Shu had to take him to the supermarket to buy ingredients for the New Year.
Finally, he was free. Father Jiang felt much better. "On New Year's Eve, will Grandpa Fu come?"
"Of course." Jiang Shu paused and thought again, "But his legs and feet are inconvenient. I think we will go back to the old house to celebrate the New Year. Lao Jiang, what do you think?"
"That's fine."
Jiang Shu teased him, "You are quite ambitious."
"In your father's eyes, I am just such an unreasonable person."
Both laughed.
The surroundings were lively, and Jiang Shu suddenly mentioned, "Lao Jiang, you were a doctor before."
When asked this, Jiang's father's face suddenly became serious, "Look at my box Jiang Shu!"
She raised her hands in surrender, "I opened it and took a look, and saw the medical qualification certificate."
Jiang's father raised his finger and pointed at her, testing her words: "Just took a look?"
Jiang Shu's eyes wandered, "I also saw several thousand dollars..."
Although her expression was guilty, she was not angry at all. She probably didn't see the thing at the bottom. Father Jiang frowned and felt relieved, "That's my pension money, don't try to steal it."
Jiang Shu laughed, "Who wants your money? You haven't answered me yet. Have you ever been a doctor?"
Father Jiang obviously didn't want to say more about this issue, "Well... I've forgotten what happened in the past."
"How could I forget, this..."
Jiang's father suddenly walked faster, looking very evasive, "I really forgot, if you say my head hurts, don't ask."
Jiang Shu had no choice but to shut up when he saw this, and looked helplessly at the old man's back, really, like a child.
The Fu family is grand, but this year, Fu Shiyan has no plans to go back to worship his ancestors.
After all, Fu Yixiang was about to be sent in. It was really ugly to see each other face to face.
Grandpa has no objection, "I'm old, it's up to you to decide the Fu family. You can do whatever you want."