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Chapter 447 - The Sugar Figure Is Little Munchkin, She Looks Like You
Ning Meng sighed, "a.s.sistant s.h.i.+ only knows how to make fun of me. How can I have such luck? Can you find another good man like Lord Yu in the entire Jiang City?"
s.h.i.+ Yan nodded in agreement, "It's really hard to find someone like Lord Yu who dotes on his wife. However, Lord Yu's father is also famous for doting on his wife."
"I've heard about it too. However, master and madam haven't been back for a long time. I wonder if they'll be back for the New Year this year?"
s.h.i.+ Yan said, "It's hard to say."
Fu Tingyu, who was sitting on the swing, saw that the sky had already darkened. He glanced at the time on his watch. It was already past six o'clock. He held the lady's hand and said, "Let's go for dinner."
"Okay." Qin Shu nodded. She stood up with the man and walked towards the dining hall.
s.h.i.+ Yan and Ning Meng left first to prepare dinner.
After dinner.
Fu Tingyu went to the backyard and practiced for two hours.
This time, Qin Shu secretly stood outside the door and watched the man practiced martial arts like a beginner. She watched him fall again and again. His body was tall and slender. When he fell to the floor, he fell with a bang.
She could hear it clearly as she stood outside the door. It made her heart ached for the man.
He had the protection of the Ye brothers but he still wanted to become strong and not be a weakling.
Just as he said, he was strong enough to protect her and let her do whatever she wanted. No one dared to say anything.
Qin Shu looked at the man in the room and saw that he was wearing a warrior's uniform. She could imagine that when he was learning martial arts in the past, he must have worked this hard too. He desperately wanted to become stronger.
Seeing the man's desperate look, she couldn't bear to look at him anymore. Her heart ached because of his hard work and unyielding character.
She turned around and left, returning to the bedroom.
When she returned to the bedroom, she took her clothes first and went to take a shower.
After taking a shower and drying her wet hair, she sat on the bed and waited for the man.
During this time, she took out her laptop and placed it on her lap. When she turned on the laptop, she saw a message from Han Xiao.
Han Xiao: You have gone back for so many days. Have you not settled your matter?
Qin Shu took a look at the time and quickly typed a message back.
Qin Shu: I'll be returning to the Imperial City tomorrow. How's your injury?
Han Xiao: It's already healed
Seeing the contents of the message, Qin Shu heaved a sigh of relief.
At this moment, Han Xiao sent another message.
Han Xiao: I want to show you something
A hint of curiosity flashed past her eyes as Qin Shu quickly typed a message and asked.
Qin Shu: What Is It?
Han Xiao: It's this (picture)
Han Xiao sent a picture. When Qin Shu saw the picture, she was stunned. She was in disbelief.
In the picture, if she didn't recognize it wrongly, there was a fondant cake the shape of a human.
The fondant cake looked like a twelve-year-old girl. She had a bun on her head and was wearing a red and black martial arts suit. Her smile was a little sweet and arrogant, like a little tyrant who wasn't afraid of anything.
These were not the main points. The main point was that this sugar figurine looked like her, especially when she was eleven or twelve years old.
Qin Shu: Who is she? She looks a little like me.
Han Xiao: She is Little Munchkin. She learned martial arts with us on Mount Qi.
Although Qin Shu had guessed that this photo was Little Munchkin, when she saw Han Xiao replying with a yes, she still couldn't believe it.
Only now did she understand why Hua Wuyan and Han Xiao would say that she looked very similar to the Little Munchkin when they saw her face without makeup.
Even though there were indeed people who looked alike in this world.
However, it was another matter when it happened to her.
At this moment, in the male dormitory of the Imperial College.
Han Xiao sat in front of the computer and looked at the computer screen. The photo that he sent over was Little Munchkin when she was 12 years old.
He asked the fondant cake master to make a model of the fondant cake according to what he said.
He was waiting for Qin Shu's reaction and her reply.
Hua Wuyan came over at this moment and placed a hand on Han Xiao's shoulder. He looked at the computer screen and said with a somewhat anxious voice, "Brother Han, how is it? How did Qin Shu reply?"
Han Xiao said, "She hasn't replied to the message yet."
Hua Wuyan looked at the chatbox on the computer screen. Qin Shu hadn't replied yet. "What do you think she will say? Will she continue to deny it?"
Han Xiao stared at the computer screen and only said one word, "Probably."
Just as they were guessing, Qin Shu sent a message over.
Qin Shu: She looked very similar to me when I was young. I'm a little surprised.
Qin Shu was indeed quite surprised. Anyone who saw someone who looked so similar to them would be surprised.
Han Xiao: You still don't want to admit it. Are you Little Munchkin? You have photos of yourself when you were young, right? You should know how similar you are to her.
This sentence was sent by Hua Wuyan. He was really too anxious.
Qin Shu: That's why I said we look very similar. Otherwise, I wouldn't be surprised.
Hua Wuyan saw Qin Shu's message and almost exploded in anger. "She still denies it." He turned his head to look at Han Xiao. "Brother Han, are we looking for the wrong person?"
Han Xiao replied with certainty, "No."
"But she doesn't even admit it. Based on our relations.h.i.+p with Little Munchkin, she shouldn't be denying it."
Little Munchkin went up the mountain earlier than him and Han Xiao. After they went up the mountain, their relations.h.i.+p with Little Munchkin was the closest.
After reuniting with each other again after so many years, she should be happy. There was no reason not to recognize them.
Han Xiao looked at Qin Shu's reply and frowned. "Maybe she doesn't want to."
"She doesn't want to recognize us? Why?" Hua Wuyan did not understand.
"I want to know too."
Han Xiao typed a message back.
Han Xiao: It's getting late. Let's chat when you return to the capital.
After reading Han Xiao's message, Hua Wuyan got a little impatient. "Brother Han, why don't you continue asking?"
Han Xiao pointed at the time at the bottom right corner of the computer. "It's past nine."
Hua Wuyan: ...Alright.
Hua Wuyan pulled over a chair and sat down on it. He placed his hands on the back of the chair and looked at Han Xiao with his beautiful eyes. He was a little worried.
"Brother Han, are you really sure that she is Little Munchkin? The world is really big and there are indeed people who look alike. The first time I saw the lady at the entrance of the milk tea shop, I also thought that she was Little Munchkin. Now that I think about it, the people who look like her might not be her."
Han Xiao replied, "Master only taught us that set of martial arts. Little Munchkin learned it with us."
Hua Wuyan looked at Han Xiao. His gaze was bright: "You mean, Qin Shu also know that set of martial arts?"
Han Xiao nodded his head: "Yes."
Hearing this, Hua Wuyan's eyes lit up. Then, they dimmed down: "Could it be that someone else taught her?"
The moment Hua Wuyan finished speaking, Han Xiao turned silent.
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Qin Shu noticed that Han Xiao was no longer asking her questions so she felt relieved. She opened the photo again and looked at it. It was indeed very similar to her when she was 12 years old.
She looked at the martial arts suit again.. It was red and black, somewhat similar to the one Fu Tingyu was wearing, except that the words on it were missing.