As she slept, Qin Shu felt as though she was being held in a warm embrace.

  It felt very familiar. Even in her dreamlands, she knew that Fu Tingyu was the one holding her.

  The man whose love for her had pervaded his bones.

  It had most likely been too much of a work out for her, for she slept like a baby.

  Her eyes were weighed down with lead, she couldn’t open them no matter how hard she tried.

  The deep sense of security that caught her off guard made her sleep soundly.

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  The next day.

  Qin Shu opened her eyes and glanced at the ginkgo tree next to the balcony. Wind chimes were hanging everywhere from it. They rang sweetly in the wind.

  She froze for a few seconds.

  She finally realized that she was in her bedroom in Bright Garden and not a hotel room.

  Qin Shu lifted the quilt and walked to the balcony. She stood at the edge of the balcony and glanced at the ginkgo tree. The ginkgo tree was real, it was not an illusion.

  There were no hummingbirds on the wind chimes.

  How did he know that she liked ginkgo trees? She had never told him about it.

  What Qin Shu didn’t know was that this ginkgo tree had been cultivated by Fu Tingyu over many years.

  It was different from other ginkgo trees. This ginkgo tree had luxuriant branches and leaves. The leaves were always golden.

  It had been transplanted the day before.

  Qin Shu turned around and saw nineteen porcelain dolls on the counter, arranged in order from small to large.

  He had not met her when she was a child. Yet, he could craft it so accurately. He was truly amazing.

  Qin Shu rushed downstairs after washing up. She wanted to have breakfast with the man, but she was a step too late.

  It was early in the morning and yet, and he was already at the office

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  Qin Shu lugged her school bag to her seat and sat down. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a huge pile of gift packages behind Fu Tingyan.

  Behind Jiang Yu, presents had also piled into a mountain.

  It was 520 that day, a day perfect for confessions. Is was also a very special day.

  Suddenly, Qin Ya came over with several beautiful gift boxes.

  “Sister, today is 520. I received a lot of gifts, so I brought some for you.”


  Qin Ya acted like a good sister. In actuality, she was here to show off and curry favor with her at the same time. She wanted the scar removal ointment without spending the money herself.

  Qin Shu glanced at the gift box on the desk and said in an indifferently, “Other people gave it to you and yet, you brought it to me. It’s not very good. After all, it’s a representation of their feelings. If you re-gift it to someone else, ignorant people will assume that you don’t like these gifts.”


  Qin Ya’s smug smile froze. “How can I dislike these gifts? We are sisters, for……”


  Qin Shu interrupted her immediately. “Then you should also like the owner of the gift. Have you already chosen one of them to be your boyfriend? I wonder who is the lucky one?”


  Yang Wei walked over and grabbed Qin Ya’s hand when he heard that. He spoke sadly, “Little Ya, do you really have a boyfriend in mind?”


  Yang Wei was the son of a rich family. He quite handsome, and his love for Qin Ya had reached the point of obsession.

  The money he spent on Qin Ya exceeded a million.

  Qin Ya hurriedly explained, “Yang Wei, I……”


  Qin Shu interrupted Qin Ya once more. “Yang Wei, don’t be sad. Qin Ya can only choose one man as her boyfriend. I can’t let you guys chase after her all the time. Those who don’t know her will assume that she is deliberately clinging onto you guys and playing with your feelings.”


  Yang Wei asked sadly, “Little Ya, who did you choose as your boyfriend?”


  Qin Ya’s expression became very unsightly. She couldn’t answer Yang Wei’s question because he obviously wasn’t going to be her boyfriend.