1097: Around 20 Years Old

Around 20 Years Old

Huo Yao replied to Fu Ya's text message before long: [Uh huh.]1

Fu Ya had already boarded the public bus. Since there were no empty seats on the bus, she could only lean against the handrail near the door.

She quickly composed a new message: [Have you come to the capital? Are you here on business or travel?]

Huo Yao replied: [I am studying here.]

When Fu Ya saw the reply, she was instantly bewildered. She had trouble believing her eyes, so she asked again: [What do you mean by study?]

Huo Yao contemplated before she answered rather plainly: [I'm in university.]

Don't Steal My Lingzhi: [This is mind-blowing!]

Fu Ya held her phone tightly. Since more and more people kept boarding the bus, she got pushed to the back of the bus. However, it did not impede her from chatting with Huo Yao: [I don't believe you. You must be joking, right?]

In her opinion, Huo Yao must be a middle-aged man in his thirties or older.

How could her friend be a university student?

Before long, Huo Yao replied: [I mean it.]

Fu Ya's face twitched. Then again, her online friend was not the type to crack jokes. Since Huo Yao had confirmed she was a university student, it must be true.

That meant her friend was only in her twenties.

Fu Ya inhaled deeply. It was a terribly unusual day for her. It was so unbelievable that she missed two stops in a row.

By the time she got home, she was 30 minutes later than usual.

"Have you gotten cocky lately? How could you let everyone wait for you?" Fu Cheng stood at the door with his arms crossed looking at her expressionlessly.

Fu Ya could not be bothered explaining the situation to Fu Cheng. She walked around him, entered through the door, retrieved a pair of slippers, and changed her shoes.

Fu Cheng sneered coldly. He stood where he was for a few seconds before he turned and entered the living room following behind her.

Mrs. Fu had already prepared dinner. Even though Fu Ya was late, she did not get angry. Instead, she spoke to her gently telling her to sit down for dinner.

Fu Ya looked at Mrs. Fu before quietly sitting down to eat. She was preoccupied thinking about Huo Yao, so she seemed a little distracted and did not speak much or pay attention to what her elders were saying.

"Ya, what do you think about Cheng's friend?" asked Mrs. Fu as she smiled at Fu Ya.

Fu Ya caught her aunt looking at her and finally snapped out of her daze. "Huh? Sorry. What were you saying?"

"We were asking you what you think about Cheng's friend. He comes from a relatively good family and seems like a nice guy. Do you want to consider dating him?" Mrs. Fu put down her chopsticks and said in concern, "Your parents died when you were very young. Your uncle and I really hope you can have a home of your own."

Fu Ya tightened her grip on her chopsticks. She suddenly looked at Fu Cheng with her eyes bereft of warmth. Then, she quickly lowered her eyes and said mildly, "I am not interested."

She had no words for Fu Cheng's friend.

Fu Ya had lost her appetite, so she put down her chopsticks altogether. She raised her head to look at her aunt and uncle before she said, "Uncle, Auntie, I want to thank you for taking care of me for so many years. I have already found a place, so I will be moving out soon."

The moment she said this, she felt relieved after finally speaking her mind.

Mr. and Mrs. Fu were stunned to hear this. They did not expect to hear this coming from her. After looking at Fu Ya in shock for a while, they finally snapped out of it.

Fu Cheng frowned after hearing this. He slammed the table and looked at Fu Ya coldly. He said in a severe tone, "Do you have a problem with us? Do you have to move out?"

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