Bigoted Mr. Fu Lets Me Do Whatever I Want

Old man Han put down the celadon tea cup in his hand, raised his eyes and continued to look at the man in a white suit in front of him.

Qin Shu walked to the side seat voluntarily, and sat down with his knees bent, acting calmly and without any restraint.

This kind of behavior is not in accordance with etiquette, but the mysterious and expensive man in front of him is very relaxed and natural.

Old man Han raised his eyebrows, but there was no attack.

"Who are you?"

Qin Shu raised his eyes slightly, his eyes were cold: "Master Han, I still don't know."

Old man Han was startled, and glanced sideways at his grandson with questioning eyes.

Han Xiao shook his head, saying that he didn't know.

Even Xiao Er doesn't know who he is?

Old man Han withdrew his gaze and simply ignored who he was. Instead, he asked: "You said it's not a good day to get engaged. I don't know what it means."

Qin Shu's eyes twitched slightly and his eyes were cold: "It means literally."

Old man Han frowned, a little unhappy.

"Will you see the face?"

Qin Shu: "No."

"Can you tell a fortune?" Old Man Han asked again.

Qin Shu: "No."

Master Han showed a slight anger: "Then how can you tell that it is not a good day?"

"Because, I assert that it is not a good day."

She said assertions instead of prophecies, which probably means the same, but the mood is different.

A light and fluttering sentence surprised Old Man Han.

Assert that it is not a good day?

What do you mean?

Soon, Qin Shu gave the answer.

"A man stands at thirty, no disaster or danger, and vice versa."

The implication is that after the age of thirty, it is a good day to get married.

After thirty?

Wouldn't he have to wait another seven years?

Old man Han's anger increased unabated, "You can neither look at faces nor fortune-telling, just because of your assertion that Xiao Er waited seven years to get married again?"

The old man shouted angrily: "Extremely absurd!"

Han Xiaoyan glanced at the man in the white suit, his purple eyes were full of mystery, and the temperament exuded by the supernatural, noble and spiritual.

Unlike people who are nurtured by rights and interests.

Thinking that Qin Shu asked him to come, it should be harmless.

To the angry old man Han, Qin Shu was calm.

She didn't explain much, but said: "I said, in less than five minutes, there will be a fire in Hanzhuang. Will Mr. Han believe it?"

Old man Han sneered, obviously not believing it.

"Since the establishment of the Hanzhuang, the safety system has done very well, and there has never been a fire. Even if the water is accidentally taken, it will be dealt with in time."

Old man Han said vowedly.

Qin Shu smiled without saying a word.

In the next second, the butler ran in from the outside in a hurry, "Master, it's not good, there was a fire in the Hanqiao Courtyard, and half of the house has been burned."

Old man Han was startled and glanced at the man in a white suit, "Take me over to see."

Then, strode away.

The butler walked ahead.

Han Xiao glanced at the man in the white suit blankly, and under his calm face was a huge wave of surprise.

He retracted his gaze: "Push me over and take a look."

Departure pushed Han Xiao out of the lobby.

Qin Shu blinked, stood up, and walked out.

Hanqiao Yard, located in the northwest, is not in a location, but there are no people in it, but an empty courtyard.

Logically speaking, if it was burned, it wouldn't make Old Man Han so alarmed.

But Old Man Han was not only panicked, but also looked like a baby.

When we arrived at Hanqiao Courtyard, the fire was blazing and many servants were fighting the fire.

Even if the fire extinguished, Hanqiao Courtyard would be almost destroyed.

"What the **** is going on?" The old man scolded angrily.

"Father, I don't know, the fire has already risen when the nursing home reports the time." The butler answered cautiously.

Old man Han's beard trembled wildly: "Are you all rubbish? Only discovered when the fire is so big? Did you eat plain rice?"

The butler lowered his head, afraid to speak.

Because when they found out, the fire had already risen.

In the nursing home, the servants are fighting the fire.

It took some time to put out the fire.

Only the broken arm remains in the Han Qiao courtyard, and the green smoke is scattered everywhere, which is a bit horrible.

Old man Han leaned on the leading cane and looked at the incomplete Han Qiao courtyard, his eyes drifting a little.

Less than five meters away, Qin Shu stood upright and glanced at the Han Qiao courtyard after the fire was put out.

The fire in Hanqiao Courtyard is inevitable.

Just because of her reasons, let it go ahead.

In my previous life, I stumbled upon an article that missed my old friend. The title was Han Qiao.

The protagonist of the article mentioned that Han Qiao is the name of an deceased person.

Jian Han Qiao remembers his old friend.

The article also vaguely mentioned that the fire in the Han Qiao courtyard was caused by the protagonist himself.

But at that time, it was rumored that the fire in Hanzhuang was an accident.

About half an hour later, Old Man Han suddenly said: "Nothing."

After speaking, turned and left.

When he passed the man in the white suit, he turned his head and looked at him with questioning.

After Father Han returned to the front hall, Han Xiao and Qin Shu also left.

The remaining people just dealt with it casually, because the old man has not spoken yet.

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Old man Han sat in the first seat with a calm face, probably because he had experienced what happened just now and his eyes were not as sharp as before.

The old man looked at the man in the white suit, because he didn't know his name, so he didn't call him.

"It's just that [August One Chinese Network www.zwdu8.me] is a coincidence. If you think so, I will believe what you said?

Qin Shu gave a low laugh.

At this moment, a black cat ran in from the door. With agility and blinking time, it jumped onto the man in a white suit.

The man lowered his eyes, raised his hand, and stroked the black cat's head in a lazy and calm posture.

When Han Xiao saw that black cat, it felt a lot like Qin Shu's pet cat, it could be said to be exactly the same.

How is this going?

Old man Han was startled when he saw the cat in his arms.

The cat was completely dark, with shiny hair and dark green eyes, looking down at them, with a trace of laziness.

Just like the king above, looking down at them lightly.

Let the old man feel surprised.

Can a cat show such a look?

It also reminded him of the purple-eyed teenager who stood on the stargazing platform and had the ability to predict. He held a cat in his arms.

Although the standing distance was a little far away, he could see the cat very clearly.

His hair is pitch-black, and his dark-green eyes are particularly awe-inspiring in the night.

Mainly from the owner of the cat.

The master's aura suppressed everyone present, mainly because he was afraid of his language ability.

Qin Shu stroked President Ba with one hand, President Ba stayed on her lap very obediently, and the corner of her eyes raised slightly: "Qihua will definitely snow today."

The man's voice is faint, like a lightly plucked string, and it is very easy to touch the nerves.