Fu Xiuhan wondered if he had misheard. What had he heard? A sugar daddy/sugar baby? Who? Shi Qian?
"impossible."
Fu Xiuhan's first reaction was to deny it; Shi Qian could not possibly do such a thing.
"Nothing is impossible. You know my cousin was bothering you like that all for your money, right? Now that you're ignoring him, he's gone and hired outsiders. Don't believe me? They've even filmed it!"
Shi Yan spoke with great conviction, and even picked up his phone, opened the post on the forum that showed Shi Qian being kept by a sugar daddy with pictures and evidence, and handed the screen to Fu Xiuhan.
Fu Xiuhan glanced at it indifferently. It was indeed Shi Qian, but he still didn't believe that Shi Qian had anything to do with this person.
For the same reason, since Shi Qian had pursued him, her aesthetic sense couldn't have suddenly dropped so much.
"Don't be fooled by him!" Shi Yan said, slightly annoyed by Fu Xiuhan's complete disbelief. "He may look harmless now, but he's got a lot of tricks up his sleeve!"
"Yeah?"
"What are you up to? Tell me."
Fu Xiuhan found it strange. He could hear Shi Yan's thoughts before, but now he couldn't. Was there some kind of triggering condition?
"What other ulterior motives could he have? He's just vain and loves money. He can't keep up with you, and he can't get money from me, so naturally he'll go looking for someone else."
"He's always taking leave from school. Do you think he's really sick? He's just faking it. Who knows what he's secretly doing outside when he's not in school! He..."
In fact, Shi Yan knew exactly what Shi Qian had done when she was sick, but he deliberately misled Fu Xiuhan. He wanted to take advantage of the fact that Shi Qian's reputation at school had plummeted and various chaotic rumors were rampant, so that Shi Qian's image in Fu Xiuhan's eyes would be completely shattered.
"Alright, I'll look into this myself." Fu Xiuhan interrupted Shi Yan when he heard him speaking ill of Shi Qian.
He felt uneasy. He had already vaguely sensed that the relationship between the two was not as good as it seemed before, and now that he heard Shi Yan say such things about Shi Qian, he felt even more strongly that the relationship between the two was not good.
The veracity of negative comments made by people with whom they have a bad relationship with each other is questionable.
Shi Yan wanted to say something more, but when he met Fu Xiuhan's cold gaze, he immediately fell silent.
Fu Xiuhan ignored him and went straight back to his dorm. He sat on the sofa, took out his phone, and logged onto the school forum.
Sure enough, he saw Shi Qian's post. He clicked on it, read it for a while, and then exited. He still didn't believe that Shi Qian would sell his body for money; he wasn't that kind of person.
Although the two people in the picture look very close, Shi Qian doesn't seem to be fawning at all; perhaps it's a misunderstanding.
Even if it's true, Qian must have had her reasons back then. Was she really short of money?
Fu Xiuhan recalled the comments he had just seen, saying that Shi Qian liked to put on a show of wealth, loved luxury goods, and was a gold digger.
In Fu Xiuhan's eyes, none of this was a big deal. Liking money was a perfectly normal thing. Materialism was a false proposition. Was there anyone in the world who didn't like money?
Shi Qian probably just likes these things and thinks they're beautiful. That's a hobby, right? What's wrong with having a hobby?
Fu Xiuhan opened the forum again and looked at the watch on Shi Qian's wrist. Did Shi Qian like this style of watch?
However, after returning from his senior year of high school, he seemed to have stopped seeing Shi Qian wearing it at school. He also remembered that Shi Qian wasn't dressed as extravagantly as before. Was she broke? Did she not want to wear it anymore?
The thought of Shi Qian having no money to spend made Fu Xiuhan feel uneasy. He also thought of what Shi Yan had just said to Shi Qian, and felt that Shi Qian must be having a very difficult time in the Shi family.
No, Shi Qian is the one who pursued him, so he's practically his person. How can he just abandon his own person?
Fu Xiuhan immediately got up to go see Shi Qian, but ran into Song Qi, who had just returned.
"You're back?"
"Oh, right, could you go to that Cantonese restaurant I went to before and order some food to bring back and deliver it to the restaurant next door?"
After finishing speaking, Fu Xiuhan bypassed Song Qi and headed towards Shi Qian's dormitory next door.
Song Qi's smile didn't last long. Hearing that the first thing Fu Xiuhan did upon returning was to pack food for Shi Qian, he felt a pang of sadness.
Didn't he see Shi Qian's post on the forum? Why would someone like that deserve Fu Xiuhan's attention?
Fu Xiuhan didn't care what Song Qi was thinking. He saw through the crack in the door that the light in Shi Qian's dormitory was on, and knew that someone was inside.
Fu Xiuhan stood at the door for a few seconds, then raised his hand and gently knocked. "It's me, Fu Xiuhan."
After a while there was no response, was he not home? Or was his knocking too soft? Just as Fu Xiuhan was about to knock again, the door opened.
Shi Qian had just finished washing his hair, and a towel was still draped over his wet hair. He glanced at Fu Xiuhan expressionlessly, then dried his hair and walked inside.
Fu Xiuhan saw the door open; did that mean they allowed him to come in?
Shi Qian frowned when she saw Fu Xiuhan standing at the door for a long time without making a move. "If you're not coming in, close the door. It's windy and cold."
Fu Xiuhan realized what was happening, came in, closed the door, sat on the sofa, and observed Shi Qian's expression.
He was afraid that Shi Qian would be unhappy, after all, no one would be happy to be talked about like that on a forum.
"I have a card that I'm not using right now. You can keep it. There's some money in it. You can spend it however you like. Consider it payment for keeping my bank card safe."
Fu Xiuhan had been holding back for a long time before finally managing to utter this nonsensical remark.
Shi Qian was still drying his hair, wiping it haphazardly with one hand and replying to messages on his phone with the other, when he suddenly heard Fu Xiuhan say something out of the blue, leaving him somewhat confused.
Shi Qian looked up in confusion at Fu Xiuhan, only to see Fu Xiuhan stand up, walk up to Shi Qian, take out a wallet from his coat pocket, take out a bank card, and reverently hand it to Shi Qian with both hands, looking at her expectantly.
"ill?"
"Just accept it!" When Shi Qian refused, Fu Xiuhan simply stuffed the card into Shi Qian's pajama pocket.
Shi Qian simply took out the card and threw it on the table, "Go crazy, turn left outside, take your card and go back to your dorm."
"Hey, hey, hey, no, no!" Seeing that Shi Qian was not happy and looked like she was about to leave, Fu Xiuhan immediately tried to appease her by pulling out a hairdryer from the side of the living room. "Let me dry your hair first. It's easy to catch a cold if you don't dry it in this weather."
"No need, I can do it myself." Shi Qian snatched the hairdryer from Fu Xiuhan's hand and started doing it herself. It was easy to ask someone to help dry her hair when she was injured before, but now that she has hands and feet, she doesn't need to trouble others.
Fu Xiuhan looked at the bank card that Shi Qian had thrown on the table, lost in thought. Was he too direct in giving money, and did Shi Qian feel that he was insulting him?
As he spoke, he solemnly took out another card from his pocket and handed it to Shi Qian.
"This is my extra meal card, please accept it!"
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