Feeling embarrassed by what others had said, Fu Jinglin gritted his teeth and said, "I won't drink it."

As he spoke, he slammed the bowl down on the table.

Fu Xingyun glanced at him sideways but said nothing.

Lin Qiong didn't pay any attention and sat down to eat.

Fu Jinglin, in a fit of temper, sat idly in his chair, waiting and waiting, but no one came to coax or persuade him. Not daring to talk to Fu Xingyun, he asked Lin Qiong, "Why don't you persuade me to drink the soup?"

"

Lin Qiong looked at him suspiciously, "Didn't you say you weren't going to drink?"

Fu Jinglin was furious. "Do you think I can just say I won't drink it and then not drink it?!"

Fu Xingyun frowned, "Watch the way you speak!"

Fu Jinglin choked instantly, "I said I won't drink, and that's it?!"

"..."

Lin Qiong immediately sensed that the child was seriously ill. "Otherwise what?"

Fu Jinglin gritted his teeth, "Then I want to drink it now."

Lin Qiong said "Oh, whatever you like."

"..."

Fu Jinglin then realized that there was no one to serve him here.

After dinner, Fu Jinglin, carrying his large gym bag, asked, "Uncle, where am I sleeping tonight?"

The man pointed to the sofa in the living room.

Fu Jinglin immediately objected upon seeing this, "I'm not sleeping!"

He always sleeps on a Simmons mattress at home!

Fu Xingyun didn't tolerate him and was very direct, "If you're not going to sleep, then go home."

Lin Qiong stepped forward and said, "Why are you being so harsh on the child? He's sick."

Fu Xingyun looked up at him and asked, "What illness?"

"Chuunibyou."

"..."

Lin Qiongxiang said, "We should treat children with love, and respecting the elderly and caring for the young are virtues."

Fu Jinglin, who was standing to the side, was touched for a moment. He hadn't expected Lin Qiong to speak up for him.

Fu Xingyun looked at Lin Qiong, who was eagerly waiting, and raised an eyebrow, saying, "Are you going to give him the room?"

Lin Qiong was taken aback, then turned around with a stern face, "If you're not going to sleep, then get back home."

Fu Jinglin: ...

To hell with respecting the elderly and caring for the young!

Fu Xingyun stopped talking to the people and turned to enter the elevator to go up to the third floor.

Seeing that Lin Qiong was still determined, Fu Jinglin said, "Aren't there rooms on the third floor?"

Lin Qiong: Yes.

Fu Jinglin slung his large gym bag over his shoulder and said, "Then I'll go sleep on the third floor."

Lin Qiong: "No."

Fu Jinglin jumped up and down, "Why?"

Lin Qiong shrugged. "Because that's my room."

Fu Jinglin followed suit, believing that "respecting the elderly and caring for the young is a virtue."

Lin Qiong pointed at the other person: "You should respect your elders."

Fu Jinglin looked at him, "You love You?"

Lin Qiong shook her head.

"Then what are you doing?"

Lin Qiong replied with righteous indignation, "I accept your respect."

"..."

Fu Jinglin was momentarily surprised, "Don't you love children?"

Lin Qiong didn't forget her persona, saying, "I only love your uncle."

As she spoke, she pinched a tiny heart, no bigger than a butt, against her chest.

"..."

There are only two options in front of me: sleep on the sofa or go home.

In the end, Fu Jinglin decided to choose dignity and sleep on the sofa.

The next morning, Fu Jinglin was shaken awake while he was still asleep.

Fu Jinglin, still grumpy from waking up, threw off the covers and shouted impatiently, "What are you doing!"

The next moment, he was hit squarely on the head.

Lin Qiong patted her heart in relief, "Keep your voice down, you scared me."

"..."

Fu Jinglin glanced at the time; it was only six o'clock. His face darkened, and he said, "Why did you wake me up so early in the morning?!"

Lin Qiong looked at him and said, "Going to school?"

Fu Jinglin: "You need to understand that I ran away from home."

Lin Qiong corrected, "Expelled from the family."

Fu Jinglin gritted his teeth, "Fine, kick me out of the house, then why are you asking me to go to school?!"

Lin Qiong: "These two things don't conflict. Going to school isn't the same as going home."

Fu Jinglin turned his head away, "I'm not going."

Lin Qiong: "If you don't go to study, what will you do in the future? Just stay at home and sponge off your parents?"

Fu Jinglin blushed at the remark, "Who said I'm going to sponge off my parents? I'll definitely rely on myself from now on. Even if I starve to death, I won't ask my family for a single penny."

Lin Qiong, with an air of maturity, said, "It's terrible to be uneducated."

Fu Jinglin: "There's more than one path than just studying."

Lin Qiong: "But studying is your shortcut right now."

Fu Jinglin: "There are plenty of uneducated people. At worst, I won't starve even if I lose my job and have to live on air."

Lin Qiong said "Oh, then tell me which direction is northwest right now?"

Fu Jinglin froze.

Lin Qiong shrugged, "Look, without education, you can't even afford to drink the northwest wind."

"..."

Then Lin Qiong glanced at the person and said, "Get ready and come over for breakfast."

After saying that, he turned and went into the kitchen.

Fu Jinglin was so angry that he hugged the blanket and practiced a set of punches.

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He then slumped onto the sofa, lost in thought.

Does he really need this diploma?

As Fu Jinglin finished dressing and walked into the restaurant, he saw Fu Xingyun having breakfast and politely greeted him, "Good morning, Uncle."

Fu Xingyun glanced at him and said, "Good morning."

Fu Jinglin sat down and frowned slightly as he looked at the Chinese breakfast on the table. "Isn't there bread, cheese, and cream soup?"

Lin Qiong: "No, we only have tofu pudding."

Fu Jinglin glanced at it with disgust. "What is that?"

Lin Qiong puffed out her cheeks, "Food for humans."

"..."

Then, Fu Jinglin irritably grabbed a fried dough stick and stuffed it into his mouth.

Fu Xingyun sipped his porridge and said, "I urge you to eat quickly."

Fu Jinglin: "Why?"

Fu Xingyun remained calm and composed, saying, "We'll be late in a bit."

Fu Jinglin glanced at the time. "It's still early."

Fu Xingyun pointed at Lin Qiong, "He'll drive you there."

Fu Jinglin glanced at the people who were enjoying their food, completely unaware of the seriousness of the situation.

Isn't it nice that someone is giving it to you?

This saves me the trouble of taking a taxi.

Fifteen minutes later...

Fu Jinglin gripped the car handrail with trepidation.

"..."

Uncle, I understand.

As expected, the two were late.

Lin Qiong parked the car in a roadside parking space, scratched her head, and said, "Sorry."

Fu Jinglin looked numb. "No need. I'm already very grateful that you spared my life."

"..."

Being late was a common occurrence for him, so Fu Jinglin didn't take it to heart and instead took out his phone to check.

Then he said to Lin Qiong, "You go back first, I'll wait for my friend here."

Lin Qiong: "Let's wait together. I'll go back after you enter the school."

Fu Jinglin didn't pay much attention to it. If the other party was willing to wait, then so be it. Anyway, it wasn't his time that was being wasted.

The two of them, sitting in the car, soon spotted a group of students in small groups not far away. The boys and girls were wearing their school uniforms askew and were laughing and talking.

Fu Jinglin wanted to get off the bus as soon as he saw it.

Lin Qiong frowned instantly upon seeing that. "Is that your friend?"

Fu Jinglin nodded. "Yes."

Then, seeing Lin Qiong's somewhat unpleasant expression, he sneered sarcastically, "How can you judge a book by its cover?"

Lin Qiong glanced at him but didn't say anything. Instead, she got out of the car with Fu Jinglin.

The group of people walked ahead, and just as Fu Jinglin was about to go forward to call out to them, he was pulled back by someone.

Fu Jinglin looked at Lin Qiong with displeasure, "You..."

Before he could even speak, someone covered his mouth.

Fu Jinglin was puzzled, but the next moment he saw Lin Qiong point to her ear and then to the people in front of her.

After Fu Jinglin signaled with his eyes that he would not make a sound, Lin Qiong finally let go of his hand.

The two followed behind the group with light and steady steps.

"Damn, did Fu Jinglin come today? He's going to a bar today."

"He has a terrible temper, who cares whether he comes or not."

Fu Jinglin frowned after hearing this.

At this moment, one of the girls, who had delicate features, spoke up, "How could you say that?!"

Upon hearing this, Fu Jinglin's expression softened instantly. He knew that Siwei, whom he liked, would speak up for him.

The next moment, the other party said, "If he doesn't come, who will pay?"

Fu Jinglin: ...

"Pfft, Siwei, if that idiot heard you say that, it would be so hurtful."

The girl shrugged indifferently, "He just can't hear, can he?"

"If he weren't so rich and stupid, I wouldn't bother with him."

"I'll send him a WeChat message in a bit, and he'll definitely come. We won't have to worry about the bar expenses tonight."

"Huh, Siwei is something else, she has Fu Jinglin completely under her thumb."

The girl named Siwei proudly raised her chin, "That's right, you don't even know who I, Yang Siwei, am."

Fu Jinglin, who was listening from behind, was so angry that his eyes turned red. He clenched his fists and was about to step forward, but was pulled back the next moment.

Feeling a chill on her hand, Lin Qiong pulled him back into the car. Fu Jinglin looked at him angrily, "What are you stopping me from looking at?"

Lin Qiong said calmly, "I won't stop you. I'll watch you go and hit someone."

Fu Jinglin roared, "Otherwise what?!"

Lin Qiong sighed and said earnestly, "You're a big kid now. You should know that it's wrong to hit someone in broad daylight. If you're going to hit someone, at least find a place without surveillance cameras."

"..."

Then, seeing Fu Jinglin's eyes red with anger, he stepped forward and patted him on the back, saying, "Take a deep breath."

However, due to anger, a person's breathing becomes disordered and they cannot adjust it at all.

"Inhale."

Fu Jinglin inhaled.

Exhale.

Fu Jinglin exhaled.

After several rounds, the person gradually calmed down.

Fu Jinglin sat dejectedly in the car seat, as if he had been abandoned by the whole world. "Siwei wasn't like this before."

"What kind is that?"

"She's gentle and kind, speaks sweetly, and has a beautiful smile." Then, Fu Jinglin, unwilling to face reality, said, "Do you think Siwei was forced by them?"

"She has always been the kind of gentle and kind girl next door. She doesn't judge people by their appearance, which is why she hangs out with bad students. She is polite and doesn't swear."

After hearing this, Lin Qiong looked at the love-struck person in front of her and poured cold water on him, saying, "She just called you a big idiot."

"But she used to bring me water."

Lin Qiong: "She called you a big idiot."

"She would often smile at me and say that I was her favorite person."

Lin Qiong: "She called you a big idiot."

"..."

Fu Jinglin buried his face in his hands, "What does she take me for? I even got kicked out of the house because of her after arguing with my mother."

Lin Qiong: "What an idiot."

"..."

Fu Jinglin turned his head to look at him, "How can you be so cold-blooded? You didn't even comfort me."

Lin Qiong said earnestly, "I'm letting you experience the harshness of society."

"At an age when you don't even need to give gifts at banquets, you insist on looking for love."