Chapter 95 The Gift Fu Siyan Gave Her
The car door opened, and Fu Siyan carried Shen Qingshu into the car.
Qin Yancheng closed the door, walked around the front of the car, and got in.
Qiao Xingjia rushed out and immediately spread her arms to block the car, shouting, "We can't go to the hospital!"
Qin Yancheng frowned, rolled down the car window and leaned out, "How can we not go and check on someone who has fainted?"
"Shu, don't worry! She just fainted from emotional distress, she doesn't need to go to the hospital!"
Qin Yancheng noticed Qiao Xingjia's nervous demeanor and sensed something was amiss. He was about to press her for an answer when he heard arguing coming from the back seat—
"Fu Siyan, let me go!"
"Calm down. You fainted. I just want to take you to the hospital."
"I don't need to go to the hospital! Let me go!"
Shen Qingshu only fainted briefly. When she woke up and saw herself lying in Fu Siyan's arms, she was shocked and just wanted to get out of his arms immediately!
Qin Yancheng's gossipy nature was aroused, and he unconsciously glanced at the rearview mirror.
In the back seat, Shen Qingshu felt a strong aversion and resistance to Fu Siyan, but Fu Siyan did not back down.
The two were struggling, and Shen Qingshu was so angry that she raised her hand and slapped Fu Siyan across the face.
With a 'snap', the car fell silent.
Qin Yancheng quickly looked away and cleared his throat awkwardly.
He thought he shouldn't be in the car...
The cell phone rang at that moment.
It's Fu Siyan's phone.
Upon seeing the caller ID, Fu Siyan's already gloomy expression darkened even further.
It was Zhou Yu who first called.
Shen Qingshu glanced at her phone screen, took the opportunity to push Fu Siyan away, and turned to turn on the car door handle.
'Crack'.
The car door opened, and Shen Qingshu quickly got out.
Qiao Xingjia immediately ran over, looking at her anxiously, "A-Shu, are you alright?"
Shen Qingshu shook her head.
The car door closed, cutting off the sound of Fu Siyan answering the phone inside.
Qiao Xingjia glanced at the back seat and muttered, "Fu Siyan is crazy. Does he think making two robots is enough to make up for what he did to you? What kind of logic is that!"
Shen Qingshu raised her hand and pressed her throbbing temples. "If he brought me to Ghana just for this reason, then he's showing some conscience."
Qiao Xingjia snorted coldly, "I don't think he's that kind-hearted!"
“He must have other motives,” Shen Qingshu said, frowning.
At this moment, Fu Siyan got out of the car from the other side and looked at Shen Qingshu, "Want to talk?"
Shen Qingshu knew that what was bound to happen would happen eventually. She pursed her lips, took a deep breath, and said, "Okay."
…
The coastline is just across the street from the science museum.
Shen Qingshu and Fu Siyan stood side by side, facing the sea.
Waves lapped against the golden sand, and seagulls flew overhead.
Fu Siyan's voice was cold and deep, "Originally, I didn't plan to let you know about these two robots now, but seeing that you've been in a bad mood lately, I had them work overtime to get the basics done first. This time it was indeed a bit rushed. If you're not satisfied, you can make your comments."
"No need." Shen Qingshu's voice was indifferent. "I respect the development of science and technology, and I also recognize the contributions and efforts of researchers, but I will not accept this gift from you."
Fu Siyan turned his head to look at her, seemingly puzzled, "Why?"
Shen Qingshu turned her head, stared into his eyes, and couldn't help but ask with a cold laugh, "Fu Siyan, what do you think I've lost?"
Fu Siyan was taken aback.
"The dead cannot be brought back to life."
Shen Qingshu said calmly, “I admit that losing my loved ones has caused me a lot of pain. I have been depressed and even given up on myself, but I am not so much so that I can’t distinguish between reality and illusion. No matter how realistic a machine is, it is still just a machine. AI can copy my memories, but it can never copy my emotions.”
She paused, took a deep breath to calm herself, and then continued:
“Fu Siyan, I don’t care what your purpose is in doing this project, but I can tell you clearly now that I don’t need to rely on machines to heal my emotional wounds. It is certainly cruel and unbearable, but I will get through it; it’s just a matter of time. So, I refuse your gift.”
Fu Siyan frowned as he looked at her, his dark eyes deep and unfathomable.
After a moment, he said in a deep voice, "I thought this project could at least make up for your regrets."
"Life is full of regrets. If I want to live on, I have to learn to accept regrets, but I will never forgive you and Zhou Yuchu."
Shen Qingshu's voice was cold, unwilling to continue discussing this topic with Fu Siyan, and she turned to the main point of this trip.
"Tomorrow will be the third day," she reminded him. "Now you can tell me what you want me to do, right?"
Fu Siyan stared at her, his eyes dark and unfathomable.
The sea breeze ruffled her light, flowing hair, with a few strands falling onto her cheek.
She raised her hand and brushed aside the debris with her fingertips. Amidst the sound of the waves, she heard the man's deep voice: "The things will be delivered to your room tonight. You'll find out then."
Upon hearing this, Shen Qingshu stopped asking questions and turned to walk straight to where the car was parked across the street.
Fu Siyan turned to look at her.
The woman's back was slender, the sea breeze tousled her long hair, and her skirt fluttered.
He silently withdrew his gaze.
…
Back at the hotel, Fu Siyan received a phone call and then drove away.
Qin Yancheng didn't follow him. Instead, he went to the door of Qiao Xingjia and Shen Qingshu's room and knocked.
Qiao Xingjia opened the door. "Dr. Qin, is something the matter?"
"How is Miss Chen feeling? Would you like me to take a look at her?"
Qiao Xingjia frowned, "You're a surgeon, you don't understand internal medicine, do you?"
Qin Yancheng said, "My grandfather is a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, and I learned a little from him when I was young. I can help Miss Shen take her pulse."
Traditional Chinese Medicine pulse diagnosis!
That won't do!
Qiao Xingjia coldly refused, "I know A-Shu's situation best, there's no need to trouble you."
After saying that, Qiao Xingjia closed the door.
Outside the door, Qin Yancheng stared at the tightly closed door, his brows furrowed slightly.
Was Qiao Xingjia's reaction... a bit extreme?
He raised his hand and touched his chin, seemingly lost in thought.
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However, around 3 p.m., Shen Qing felt extremely sleepy and quickly fell asleep again after lying down.
In her dream, she saw a river of blood flowing beneath her, and she woke up in a fright once more!
The room was dimly lit, with only the bedside nightlight on.
Noticing that she was awake, Qiao Xingjia, who was playing games on the other bed, put down her phone. "You're awake?"
"Hmm." Shen Qingshu raised her hand to wipe her forehead, which was covered in cold sweat.
Qiao Xingjia turned on the main light in the room.
The room was brightly lit.
Shen Qingshu sat up, and her phone on the bedside table vibrated.
Someone sent her a text message.
She clicked on it and found several wedding photos.
Fu Siyan and Zhou Yuchu.
"What are you looking at?"
When Qiao Xingjia saw her staring at her phone, she leaned over to take a look and immediately exploded: "Ugh, it's an eyesore! What filthy stuff! Delete it right now, it's affecting prenatal education!"
Shen Qingshu: "..."
Qiao Xingjia snatched the phone and deleted it immediately.
"It must have been Zhou Yuchu who posted it! What a shrew! I just saw her Weibo post! Nine sq. Grid pictures, captioned 'Peaceful times, waiting for the flowers to bloom,' and she even deliberately included a hospital ward background! And she disgustingly closed the comments section!"
"As a result, some fans with poor eyesight and brains started a thread saying that Zhou Yuchu was hospitalized to rest and prepare for childbirth! They even wished her and Fu Siyan a baby soon! What idiots! Little do they know that their national goddess was already pregnant out of wedlock five years ago!"
Shen Qingshu was not concerned about Zhou Yuchu and Fu Siyan's affairs.
"Calm down." Shen Qingshu looked at the new pimple on Qiao Xingjia's forehead and said with heartache, "You've been worrying about me a lot lately, and you've even gotten pimples from all the stress."
"Hmm?" Qiao Xingjia reached up and touched the pimples on her forehead, sighed and said, "I'll be 27 after the New Year, and I've never been with a man, of course I'm feeling hot!"
Shen Qingshu: "..."
"If Aunt Qiao hears this, you'll get a beating again."
Qiao Xingjia shrugged. "It's true! But seeing you like this lately, I'm starting to get afraid of marriage myself, sigh..."
Knock knock—
The knocking interrupted Qiao Xingjia.
"Who is it?" She got up and walked over, peeking through the peephole.
It's Qin Yancheng again.
Qiao Xingjia opened the door and asked, pressing her ear against the door, "Are you coming downstairs for dinner?"
"..." Qin Yancheng choked for a moment, "Not yet."
Then, he pointed behind him, "This person is here to deliver something to Miss Shen."
The young woman pushed an 80-inch suitcase in front of Qiao Xingjia and said respectfully, "Mr. Fu instructed us to deliver this."
"What is this?" Qiao Xingjia asked, taking the suitcase.
Qin Yancheng actually knew, but he didn't dare to say it. He just said, "You'll know when you open it yourselves," and then turned and slipped away!
Qiao Xingjia found him a bit inexplicable.
She closed the door and pulled her suitcase to the bedside.
"Look at how fast Qin Yancheng is running, anyone who didn't know better would think there was a bomb inside!"
Shen Qingshu stared at the suitcase. "Let's open it and take a look."
"good."
Qiao Xingjia squatted down, unzipped the suitcase, and opened it. The next moment, she was stunned.
The entire suitcase was filled with a white wedding dress.
Qiao Xingjia couldn't believe it, so she took out the wedding dress and shook it out—
The wedding dress was fully displayed in front of Shen Qingshu.
Shen Qingshu was taken aback.
Fu Siyan actually... gave her a wedding dress?
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