There was a few seconds of silence.
In the end, his heart softened.
Fu Tingyu said, "Let's go."
"Then wait for me. I'll go get my bag. I'll be right down."
Qin Shu ran happily all the way up to the second floor.
Fu Tingyu stood downstairs in his suit, watching as the girl ran up the stairs. Her energetic appearance reminded him of the past.
Qin Shu put her wallet and laptop into her backpack, slung it over her shoulders, and ran downstairs again.
Fu Tingyu sat on the sofa with his legs crossed. He looked up and saw the girl running down the stairs in a hurry.
It was almost June, and the weather was a little hot.
Qin Shu ran all the way to the man. Her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and her face was slightly red.
She smiled and said, "Let's go."
