Chapter 10: Don't go crying to him when your anger is directed at him
"What's up?"
Ignoring their different expressions, Fu Liangxia said calmly.
It was just a momentary loss of composure before Su Xingshu regained his usual carefree demeanor. He smiled and said, "You seem to have some issues with me. Did I offend you in some way? If it's because of what happened this afternoon, I apologize and hope you can give me a chance to make amends."
How could the arrogant Master Su condescend to say such words?
Before Fu Liangxia could fully digest the situation, the phone in her hand was taken away. The other party even cleverly waved the phone in front of her face, and facial unlocking was successful.
He tapped the screen, then took out his phone and scanned it: "This is my account number. If you need anything later, you can contact me."
After saying this, Su Xingshu lowered his head slightly and looked at the calm-looking girl in front of him.
It was strange that, apart from her initial surprise at seeing him appear there, she showed no extra emotions at other times, as if his actions had no effect on her at all.
Either she has great self-control, or she just... doesn't care.
Just thinking about the latter possibility made Su Xingshu feel a little uncomfortable instinctively.
Unexpectedly, Fu Liangxia suddenly said, "Do you hate girls?"
The strange and sharp question caught Su Xingshu off guard. He suppressed the answer that was about to spill out of his throat and raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Why do you ask that? No, on the contrary, if you have heard of my reputation, you should know that I am not annoying, on the contrary..."
He dragged out the rest of his words in an ambiguous tone, and Fu Liedong smiled foolishly when he heard it.
His smile made Fu Liangxia want to slap him.
She held back, staring at Su Xingshu with clear eyes, and said in the same slow tone, "Whether you like it or hate it, I don't care. But if your prejudice against certain people affects your overall judgment, or even makes unwarranted assumptions about others, it only proves your immaturity."
Because he hated a certain person, he also hated the entire group, and even deliberately acted cynical, as if he didn't care. Fu Liangxia felt that this was just a way for Su Xingshu to escape reality. It might be useful, but it couldn't solve the problem.
Su Xingshu's eyes trembled for a moment, and then his expression suddenly darkened. Who did she think she was? She had never experienced his pain, so why should she dictate his life?
Su Xingshu's eyes swept across the girl's charming eyebrows and eyes, and his mood suddenly became very bad. He even almost couldn't maintain his usual smile. He threw Fu Liangxia's phone into Fu Liedong's arms and turned to leave.
After walking down two steps, he suddenly remembered something, stopped where he was, looked back, and stared at her seriously.
Without saying anything, the atmosphere instantly dropped to freezing point.
Fu Liedong was trembling as he watched.
As if trying to memorize Fu Liangxia's outline with his eyes, he stood there for a long time with an unclear expression, and finally walked away with a wave of his sleeve. With big and fast steps, he walked down the stairs and out of the Fu family's house in a few steps.
Not a word was said during this period.
【Su Xingshu's favorability -1.】
【Su Xingshu's favorability -1.】
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Fu Liangxia was not anxious about the sudden drop in favorability. She raised her hand and shut Fu Liedong, who was hesitant to speak, outside the door. She opened a set of math papers in a good mood and immersed herself in the ocean of knowledge again.
Perhaps what she just said was unacceptable to Su Xingshu, who had always had smooth sailing and grown up surrounded by stars, and he even felt that she was ungrateful.
However, sometimes the truth is so hard to hear, but it is always gentler than being taught a bloody lesson by reality in the future.
Thinking of the accident that happened to Su Xingshu later in the original book, Fu Liangxia's writing hand paused slightly, and after a moment, he began to write smoothly again.
Besides, she said something that no one else had said before, which made her look special, didn't it?
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So many things happened on the first day of school that Fu Liangxia could almost foresee the "wonderful" life in the future.
I was half-forced to add Su Xingshu as a friend, but he didn't say a word because he was angry. The chat page was still empty, with only a sentence "You have been added as friends, let's start chatting."
Fu Liangxia wanted to quit, but accidentally slipped and clicked into his circle of friends.
Unlike what one might imagine, there is no clutter in Su Xingshu’s circle of friends. There are only a few niche foreign songs that he occasionally shares, and a short performance video of a few seconds.
The video was released tonight. The background was dark. The boy was sitting casually in the center. Light fell on him, cutting him into a nice shape.
The fingers pluck and the voice is seductive.
The video of just a few seconds fully displays the charm of Su Xingshu.
As expected of an idol, Fu Liangxia couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
The person who recorded the video should be Fu Liedong, because she didn't see him during dinner, and Fu's father didn't come back either. Only she and her mother finished the dinner quietly.
"School has just started, don't be so tense, and get enough rest." After showing concern as usual, Fu Liangxia returned to her room.
It’s not that Fu’s mother doesn’t care about her, it’s just that she cares more about her lover than her child.
Under the light in the yard, Fu's mother got into the car carrying a carefully packed lunch box.
Fu Liangxia withdrew her gaze, knowing that she was going to deliver food to Fu's father.
It had little to do with her. After finishing her studies step by step and doing some exercises following the videos on the Internet, Fu Liangxia lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
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The next morning, Fu Liangxia was woken up by the cold.
It is still a little chilly in the early morning of early autumn. After the air conditioner has been running all night, the cold wind in the house hitting the skin can instantly cause a shiver.
Fu Liangxia's nose tip turned slightly red from the cold, and he sneezed when he got up from the bed.
This body is so fragile.
She threw away the used toilet paper and resigned herself to picking out a light-colored, thin knitted jacket from the closet and putting it on.
When she went downstairs, she met Fu Liedong. He looked at her with a conflicted expression, as if he was making a difficult choice between being his friend and his sister.
Fu Liangxia didn't give him the chance to continue to struggle, and spoke first with a smile: "Good morning."
"Good morning." Fu Liedong looked at her smile and instinctively raised his hand to reply.
After he finished speaking, he suddenly realized something and showed a look of regret.
Brother Su was arguing with his sister, and he hadn't decided which side to stand on yet, so how come he was coaxed into saying hello?
Fortunately, Fu Liedong wasn't the type to dwell on things. Since he'd already made the acknowledgment, it didn't matter. He eagerly followed Fu Liangxia into the car and asked curiously, "Sister, why did you say that about Brother Su yesterday?"
In his memory, his sister was obviously a very gentle person and had never gotten angry with anyone. What she said yesterday was almost the harshest "bad words" she could say.
"You think what I said is wrong?"
"Not really." Fu Liedong frowned and tried hard to think of his words.
Fu Liedong was no fool; he could see the carelessness hidden beneath Su Xingshu's playboy image, his indifference to his partner. It was only when he was in the presence of music that his eyes sparkled.
He couldn't be hating humans, Fu Liedong thought about it more than once.
But even though he knew it in his heart, who would say it out loud like his sister did? Didn’t he want to live a better life?
"I still think you're too impulsive, sister. There's no need to offend F4. Their methods...why don't you apologize to Brother Su? He might be a bit harsh, but he's not a bad person. He'll definitely forgive you..."
"Why do you want to apologize?" Fu Liangxia turned a page of a foreign magazine and said in a flat tone.
"Why haven't you realized the seriousness of the problem yet?" Fu Liedong frowned.
"Yesterday I heard Su Xingshu say that I'm not the only one who hates you, there are others too."
If that girl goes out and says that F4 hates her, her situation in Saint Lander will definitely not be any better.
His sister was so naive. She had no idea how these chaebol children would flatter the powerful and bully the weak, and she could never imagine how far they would go to please Su Xingshu.
"Well, then?"
Fu Liedong looked at the stubborn Fu Liangxia and said angrily, "I can't control you. You are my sister. You have always been righteous since you were a child. Even father likes you more..."
At this point, his voice dropped for a moment, then was covered up by a vicious, fierce tone: "Anyway, since you're being targeted by them, don't come crying to me!"
"knew."
Fu Liangxia was completely immersed in this article.
It talked about a recent art exhibition in Great Britain that had invited many renowned artists. One painting had been sold at a stratospheric price, with so many zeros at the end that she couldn't even count them at a glance.
Very envious.
Looking at the astronomical figures, Fu Liangxia couldn't help but raise her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her mouth.
She also remembered the name of the artist who created this painting - Wen Xin.
Looks familiar, but I don't seem to have any memory of this person.
Fu Liangxia thought about it and simply asked Fu Liedong next to him: "Have you heard of this person?"
After asking this question, she felt like she was being stupid. Fu Liedong had been unable to sit still since he was a child. It was harder than climbing a mountain to ask him to paint and write quietly. How could he possibly pay attention to such an artist?
I never thought that he actually knew her.
"You underestimate me too much!"
When his knowledge was questioned, Fu Liedong immediately forgot about the vow he had made to himself a second ago to never talk to his sister again. He said angrily, "That's Wen Xin, a world-renowned genius artist. Anyone on the street would know his name. How could I not know him?"
It seemed that there was something that Fu Liangxia didn't know. He glanced at the publication in her hand. The complicated foreign language made him dizzy, but he could still recognize the eye-catching Chinese name from the complex text.
Fu Liedong chattered non-stop, "His greatest strength isn't his painting, but his design. You know, any piece of jewelry he designs will be highly sought after by the rich, and the price of each piece far exceeds this painting."
Fu Liangxia repeated in shock: "Far better than this painting?"
Damn it, she has pink eye and can’t stand hearing this.
"Yes, because they are all out-of-print works."
Fu Liedong nodded, then recalled something, saying, "Wen Xin hasn't done any design work in the past two years. Rumors circulated online that he was suffering from depression, or that he had a falling out with his former muse... There were all sorts of rumors, but Wen Xin himself never responded. It's true, however, that he hasn't produced any designs in the past two years, only occasionally releasing one or two paintings, mostly in a gloomy style... This inadvertently lends credence to the rumors."
As he spoke, he pointed at the foreign magazine in her hand and said, "He's participating in this, probably because he's collecting materials in Europe. I don't know if it's for treatment or to find new inspiration, but Wen Xin has been staying in Europe for the past two years."
"Is there a photo of him?" Fu Liangxia always felt that these descriptions were very similar to the F4 twins in the original book.
They were also lacking in inspiration. They were talented and brilliant artists who had spent two years in Europe...but Fu Liangxia couldn't remember what stage names they used.
But Wen Xin is one person, while there are two twins, and both of them are quite talented.
Is it just a coincidence?
Fu Liangxia wanted to see the photos to confirm his guess.
However, Fu Liedong shook his head and said, "There are no photos of Wen Xin. He doesn't like having his picture taken. Whenever he attends an event, he doesn't allow his picture to be leaked, and he doesn't participate in interviews. Only those who are lucky enough to have photographed his work have the opportunity to meet him."
"I see."
Fu Liangxia nodded, but her suspicion that Wen Xin was a twin deepened.
Just then, the screen lit up and a friend request appeared in the middle.
Just three short words -
Fu Haoyao.
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