Chapter 012 Do you like him?

When Xue Hao first saw Song Anjiu coming out, he didn't recognize her at all. Seeing her in pajamas made his face turn red, and when he heard her speak, it was as if he had been struck by lightning.

"Song... You're Song Anjiu?"

Impossible! There must be something wrong with the way he was opening his eyes! The girl before him was pure and lovely like a lily, exactly his type, practically the goddess of his dreams!

"Good morning, Anjiu," Xue Zhenchu was also stunned for a moment. That little brat, he knew he was lying to himself, even saying that she looked like a dinosaur.

Fu Chenshang furrowed his brows and discreetly moved Song Anjiu behind him, "This has nothing to do with you. Go back inside and sleep a little longer. I'll call you when the meal is ready."

"Oh." Song Anjiu sheepishly retreated. Since he was handling it, she might as well leave it to him. After all, she didn't want to waste words with Xue Hao.

"Uncle, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, Uncle. I won't dare do it again. From now on, I will definitely treat Song Anjiu properly! Please rest assured!" Xue Hao kept his eyes on Song Anjiu as he blurted everything out in one breath, almost adding, "I'll take responsibility, please let me take responsibility."

Xue Zhenchu looked incredulously at his own son. Had the boy taken the wrong medicine?

Fu Chenshang suddenly regretted the changes in Song Anjiu. Before, it was only her teasing others, but now, she could also be teased by others.

In the end, Fu Chenshang didn't pursue the matter further. The school invited all the student's parents under the guise of a graduation ceremony, found a suitable moment to clarify the major incident of Song Anjiu hitting someone, and Xue Zhenchu personally apologized to everyone.

However, the person in question, Song Anjiu, didn't attend. She hardly slept the night before and was disturbed repeatedly this morning; she was catching up on sleep now. Fu Chenshang said it was alright if she did not go, and she was only too happy not to go to school. She simply turned off her cell phone and slept deeply.

When she woke up, there was hot food waiting for her. Song Anjiu was initially very cautious, but as she ate, she let her guard down, had two bowls, and still felt unsatisfied. She served herself another bowl, completely ignoring the unchanging law that one who offers unsolicited help is up to no good.

"Are you full?" Fu Chenshang had long since put down his chopsticks and was sitting on the couch reading a book. Seeing her finally stop, he looked up and asked.

"Yes." Song Anjiu touched her belly contentedly. This man wasn't completely useless—he was at least an excellent cook.

"Sit."

Song Anjiu was startled, and her chopsticks clattered to the floor, "What? Again?"

"What are you thinking about?" Fu Chenshang patted the couch next to him, "Come here and sit, let's have a talk."

"No!" Song Anjiu hated those four words, "Let's have a talk."

Fu Chenshang, unyielding, continued, "Was the parent-teacher meeting about volunteering yesterday?"

"Yeah, but you don't need to worry about that." Her scores didn't require considering volunteering options.

"Do you plan to keep going like this? Wait until you're thirty and still in twelfth grade, ending up in the same class as your son, is that amusing?"

Song Anjiu's lips twitched. That was harsh...

"Not to mention the near future, this year Liang Jiajia is also advancing to twelfth grade."

"Don't keep bringing her up!"

"And she might very well be in the same class as you!" Fu Chenshang continued.

"You with the crow's mouth, stop talking nonsense!" Even the thought was unbearable for her.

"You might not mind losing face, but I do."

Song Anjiu sulked, chin propped up on her hands, "Mind your own business!"

"You must get into University A next year." Fu Chenshang glanced at her, closed the book in his hands, and ended the conversation.

Song Anjiu immediately jumped up, "What? You might as well kill me!"

Getting in was one thing, but University A? What a joke!

"As far as I know, your grades weren't this bad before—you got into Shengjin High School on your own."

"That's because during the exams, I was sitting next to the top scorer in the city." Song Anjiu made an excuse.

"The top scorer in the city is my nephew. He hates cheating, so it's impossible for anyone to have seen his paper."

"What a coincidence, is Fu Jingxi your nephew?" Song Anjiu's heart skipped a beat, and she avoided eye contact.

Fu Chenshang looked at her searchingly, "Do you like him?"