Bigoted Mr. Fu Lets Me Do Whatever I Want Chapter 572: Don’t Leave a Single Strawberry For Her. He Will Pamper His Own Wife

Chapter 572: Don’t Leave a Single Strawberry For Her. He Will Pamper His Own Wife

“You guys can have the strawberries.”

He purposely went to the strawberry garden to pick strawberries for his wife?

He looked at the strawberries in the box, girls liked to eat strawberries the most.

The man’s eyes darkened.

Jiang Yu looked at the fresh strawberries on the glass coffee table and then looked up at Fu Tingyu. He was troubled. “Brother, this is for sister-in-law. It’s not good for us to eat it.”

Fu Tingyu looked at the box of strawberries and found it very annoying. “Why not? You can eat it now. Don’t leave a single one.”

“Then, won’t sister-in-law didn’t get to eat them?” Jiang Yu reminded carefully. His brother seemed to be angry.

Fu Tingyu said, “You eat what you want. Don’t worry about her.”

After saying that, he turned around and walked out again.

When he walked to the door of the apartment, he saw Fu Tingyan and Bo Ye. “Eat the strawberries on the coffee table.”

Before he finished his sentence, his tall figure had walked out.

Fu Tingyan was stunned. He turned around to look at his brother’s back as he left. Did he specially buy strawberries for them to eat?

Fu Tingyan retracted his gaze and walked in with Bo Ye.

When he walked to the sofa, he saw a box of strawberries on the glass coffee table. His brother bought them.

He turned his head to look at Bo Ye. “Go wash some strawberries.”

Bo Ye looked at him with an indifferent expression.

“My waist…” Fu Tingyan held his waist with one hand and slowly sat down on the sofa.

Bo Ye:”…”

“I’ll wash some for Xiaoxue too.”

Hearing that Fu Tingyan wanted to eat, Jiang Yu, who was hesitating whether he should eat or not, did not hesitate anymore. He opened the box, picked up the fruit plate at the side, filled it with about twenty fruits, and stood up to go to the kitchen.

Bo Ye glanced at Fu Tingyan, who was sitting on the sofa like a boss. Was it easy for him to order him around?

He glanced at his waist, then he went to wash some strawberries for him.

A box of strawberries would be gone. There was not a single one left.

Ye Xue planned to cook dinner tonight, so she was busy in the kitchen as soon as she came back.

She was cutting the vegetables.

After Jiang Yu washed the strawberries, he took out a tissue to wipe off the water stains on the strawberries and handed it to Ye Xue who was cutting vegetables. “Xiao Xue, try the fresh strawberries.”

Ye Xue looked at the strawberries by her mouth. Judging by their colour, she knew that they were fresh. She opened her mouth and took a bite. The strawberry juice instantly entered her mouth. It was sour and sweet. It was very delicious.

Jiang Yu saw that she had taken a bite and asked, “How is the taste?”

Ye Xue chewed twice. “It’s sour and sweet. The taste is very fresh. It’s very delicious.”

Jiang Yu saw Ye Xue where the strawberries seemed to be very delicious. He took the remaining half of the strawberry and put it into his mouth to eat. It was just as she said. It was sour and sweet. He frowned slightly. It was indeed delicious.

Ye Xue was stunned when she saw Jiang Yu eat the remaining strawberries.

Jiang Yu didn’t like sour strawberries, but the strawberries were quite fresh. “Tomorrow, I’ll bring you to the Strawberry Garden to pick strawberries.”

Ye Xue recovered from her shock and agreed without thinking. “Okay.”

Jiang Yu picked up another strawberry and fed it to Ye Xue.

……

Bo Ye placed the washed strawberries on the coffee table in front of Fu Tingyan. Then, he sat at the side and took out his phone.

Fu Tingyan’s well-defined fingers reached into the plate, picked up a strawberry, and put it into his mouth. He felt a little sour just now, but he felt better after eating it.

He glanced at Bo Ye. “Aren’t you going to eat it?”

Bo Ye turned his head and glanced at the strawberries on the plate. After hesitating for a while, he reached in, picked up a strawberry and put it into his mouth. It was sour, but it tasted fresh.

Fu Tingyan thought that Bo Ye didn’t like sour food, but seeing that he ate it, he didn’t seem to dislike sour food.

So he continued to let him eat.

Bo Ye didn’t refuse. If he wanted to eat, he would eat.

After a while, the strawberries on the plate were all eaten. There wasn’t a single one left.

When Fu Tingyan was about to reach out to take it, he realized that the plate was empty. He glanced at Bo Ye and didn’t realize that he was eating so quickly.

……

On the second floor.

After Qin Shu changed her clothes, she remembered the posts in the deep sea forum. She hadn’t seen them once, and she didn’t know what had happened.

She opened her laptop and logged into the deep sea forum.

Then, she saw that her posts had become a hot topic.

The main reason was that she was the first one who dared to say that the Death Note was a scam.

Therefore, all the killers, organized and unorganized, who were watching, came to gossip about the topic.

The replies and comments were almost the same.

She didn’t look at them in detail.

She saw a few private messages. She clicked on them. The message said, “Can you delete this post? We can refund the money.”

Qin Shu was stunned for a few seconds.

Refund money?

Could it be done like this?

How was it different from Taobao merchants deleting bad comments?

Qin Shu stared at the screen for a while and replied to a message.

[ Mo Yan: How much is the refund? ]

After replying to the message, she was ready to exit the forum.

A new reply popped up on the screen.

[ Death Note: half of the surgery fee. ]

[ Mo Yan: Sorry to bother you. ]

After sending the message, she was ready to ignore the Death Note, but the other party replied in a second.

[ Death Note: seven-tenths? ]

Qin Shu looked at the content of the message coldly and did not reply.

After a while, the other party sent another message.

[ Death Note: Full refunds. Please make a post to explain. ]

Qin Shu:”…”

Did they compromise just like that?

The other party had refunded the 10% commission for the original employment fee.

Qin Shu deleted the post and made a post that was purely an entertainment misunderstanding.

This matter was resolved just like that.

A 10% commission fee was not a small amount.

Qin Shu took the money happily, closed her laptop, and went downstairs.

When she walked into the living room and was about to wash a few strawberries, she found that the box on the glass coffee table had been opened. There was not a single strawberry left inside.

Not to mention strawberries, not even a single leaf was left.

She looked at Fu Tingyan on the sofa. “You finished eating the strawberries?”

Fu Tingyan was playing a game with Bo Ye. When he heard that he replied, “Yes, why?”

“Why didn’t you leave some for me?” Qin Shu looked at the empty strawberry box. She didn’t even know how the strawberries tasted. Were they sour?

Fu Tingyan raised his head and looked at Qin Shu. “Who bought these strawberries?”

Qin Shu said, “Jun Li picked them at the Strawberry Garden. Why?”

Jun Li, Professor Jun?

After listening, Fu Tingyan seemed to understand why his brother told him to finish them. He didn’t want Qin Shu to eat the strawberries that other men had given her.

“My brother wanted us to finish all of them. Not a single one was left.”

Fu Tingyu?

Qin Shu walked to the sofa and sat down. She didn’t say anything else. Would a man be jealous over a box of strawberries?

At this moment, in the Strawberry Garden.

Shi Yan held up the illumination lamp, bent his waist, and followed his master all the way.

He looked at his master’s tall and straight figure who was bending down because he was picking strawberries. Wouldn’t the outsiders be shocked if they knew?

The man held a small red basket in his hand and bent down. His slender fingers were picking large and ripe strawberries.

He was wearing a high-grade custom-made suit. It was pure black, and he was born with noble temperament. He did not fit in with the shed.

The basket was full of strawberries carefully picked by the man. They were not smaller than Jun Li’s at all, and they were not inferior to his strawberries.