59 A One Month Deal?

Fu Tingyan glanced at Fu Tingyu who was seated on the right side and eating elegantly. His brother rarely talked while eating.

Even though he had delivered himself to his door, his brother had not mentioned anything about his injury.

Could it be that Qin Shu really didn't mention it?

When breakfast was almost over-

Fu Tingyu put down his chopsticks and took out a piece of tissue. He elegantly wiped the grease at the corner of his mouth. "Yan."

Fu Tingyan, whose name had been called, put down his chopsticks. His heart was in his throat.

No way, was his brother was going to settle the score with him so long after the incident?

He turned his head to look at Fu Tingyu with difficulty. "Elder Brother, did you call me for something?"

"Yes." Fu Tingyu put down the tissue and turned to look at him. "Let your sister-in-law take your car to school."

Fu Tingyan was stunned. "Why? Don't we have a car at home? "