Chapter 41: Chapter 41: Do You Have Such Strong Tastes?
Class ended quickly.
After a chaotic period of fear and excitement, everyone except Chi Gui looked like they were about to wilt into the ground.
Even the usually calm and collected Su Qing seemed a bit out of it.
Naturally, the task of cleaning the dissection lab fell on the only normal person, Chi Gui.
Chi Gui didn’t seem to mind, but the rest of the students started to feel a bit embarrassed.
Before leaving, they all changed their tune: “Sister Chi, thanks for your hard work!”
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Su Niannian was dazzled by this display, looking at Chi Gui with eyes full of admiration. “Sister Chi, you’re really too cool!”
Chi Gui: …
Chi Yan’s face darkened another shade as she hurried out of the dissection room.
The lab wasn’t too difficult to clean. Gan Gu took the initiative to do the heavy lifting, and Su Niannian took care of the other miscellaneous tasks away from the dissection table.
Chi Gui was only responsible for organizing the relatively easy dissection table.
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While she was tidying up, she received a message on WeChat.
Chi Gui clicked on it and saw a message from Fu Si: “The set of tools is back. Come and get it.”
Chi Gui: “I can’t right now.”
Fu Si’s interest was instantly piqued: “Have you run into some trouble? I can help you.”
Chi Gui sent a photo of the table she was organizing: “Cleaning the classroom, you’re no use even if you came.”
Fu Si: …
Inside the “Wait for You” medical supplies store.
Fu Si was lounging in a chair, his head resting on an arm, the other hand holding a phone. He had taken off his glasses, revealing eyes like black, cold phoenix feathers—a kind of intimidating gloom without the lenses.
Seeing Chi Gui’s blunt and unfeeling reply, his thin lips curved slightly, a hint of a smile in his eyes softening the chill.
Just then, the young masters in the group chat, perhaps spurred by Wen Zhao lately, were all flaunting their girlfriends in a competition of sorts.
“My darling cooks exceptionally well! I’m so lucky to have her as my girlfriend, my stomach is in bliss!”
“My girlfriend plays piano beautifully! When I’m free, I love listening to her play. It’s so cultured!”
“My girlfriend’s flower arranging is world-renowned! Plenty of big shots from abroad fly all the way to Huaxia just to buy the art pieces she creates!”
Fu Sixiu scrolled through the group messages, his phoenix eyes narrowing, and typed leisurely: “My girlfriend is especially good at dissecting corpses.”
Upon these words, the chat went instantly silent.
Everyone felt a chill pass through them, shivering with a morbid feeling as they all shared the same thought:
Mr. Fu… has such a heavy taste?!
If it had been anyone else, they would have been blocked and kicked out of the chat immediately.
But this was Mr. Fu!
They all racked their brains for boot-licking compliments.
So, when Qin Cheng finished his work and opened the chat looking to relax, what he saw was a weird cascade of messages:
“That’s an impressive skill indeed! My great-granduncle just passed away yesterday; I wonder if I could trouble my sister-in-law to dissect him?”
“Hahaha, compared to Mr. Fu’s girlfriend, my girlfriend suddenly seems so weak! What’s flower arranging? Dissecting—that’s the real skill!”
“Yes, yes! Playing piano, a mere trivial hobby. How can it compare to sister-in-law’s skill, which benefits all of humanity?”
Qin Cheng’s mind slowly formed a: ?
He looked up at Fu Si on the lounge chair.
And there was Mr. Fu, with a smile playing on his lips, his phoenix eyes slightly raised, unabashedly accepting all the praise and replying: “Thanks for the compliments. But, no offense, her good qualities are ones your brains couldn’t even begin to fathom.”
Qin Cheng: …
He worriedly wondered if he should report this situation to Old Sir Fu.
Somehow, it felt like…
Mr. Fu was straying further and further on a strange path…