Fu Jiu jumped down from the shoe cabinet, pacing in anger, "What do you mean there's a lot I need to learn? I don't want to go to a tutoring class. If you really feel guilty towards me, just find me a rich husband, so I won't have to worry about food and clothes."
Fu Zhengci pressed his temple, feeling a severe headache, "Alright, I have something to deal with. We'll discuss this when I get back."
He pulled open the door and left, driving to the restaurant outside. He handed the car keys to the waiter, striding into the restaurant. The waiter led the way through the lobby to a spot by the window where a dazzlingly beautiful woman sat.
Fu Zhengci sat down across from her, introducing himself, "I'm Fu Zhengci."
Yhan Xi looked up to examine him. The man's features were sharp with prominent brows, his gaze intimidating and unapproachable, emitting an aura of coldness and dominance. This man must be difficult to deal with.
