C10 Son of a Btch! Good Job!!

Fu Sui was savoring the pastries Soong Ruanruan had made for him when he heard Lo Qing speak. He slowly lifted his gaze to meet hers, observing the obvious attempt to ingratiate herself. With a dispassionate turn of his head, he looked away, dismissing her with a chilly, "I don't like it."

Lo Qing's face tensed, her hand frozen mid-air. Undeterred, she persisted with a sweet, gentle smile, "Take a look before you decide. You might find you like it."

Fu Sui's brow furrowed, his tone dropping several degrees colder, echoing Fu Jingchuan's demeanor, "I've already said I don't like it. Don't interrupt my meal."

Soong Ruanruan smacked her lips quietly. This was the most she had ever heard the young boy speak.

Lo Qing bit her lip, fighting down the rage bubbling within her. Noticing the pastry Fu Sui was enjoying, she expressed her astonishment, "I thought you didn't like sweets. Who made these for you?"

Without looking up from his treat, Fu Sui showed no intention of responding. Soong Ruanruan stepped forward with a benevolent smile, "I did. Miss Lo, the Little Young Master actually has quite a fondness for sweets. Perhaps you weren't aware."

Lo Qing's expression soured further. Her imported car model hadn't won Fu Sui's favor as much as this woman's pastries had?

Moreover, Soong Ruanruan's words seemed laced with insinuation, grating on Lo Qing's ears.

Tightening her grip at her side, Lo Qing decided not to pursue the matter further. "Where's Jingchuan?"

Soong Ruanruan's smile remained, "I don't know."

"When will he return?"

Still smiling, Soong Ruanruan replied, "I don't know. My responsibility lies solely with the Little Young Master's psychological care; the rest is beyond my purview."

"You..." Lo Qing, already vexed by Fu Sui, was taken aback that even a mere psychologist dared to taunt her.

At that moment, Fu Sui, who had been quietly enjoying his pastries, looked up with an icy demeanor and commanded, "Leave."

Lo Qing knew better than to upset the Fu family's revered young scion. Swallowing her anger, she was about to exit when Fu Sui called out from behind her, "And take your things with you."

Soong Ruanruan nearly burst into laughter. She couldn't resist giving Fu Sui an internal thumbs-up.

You rock, kiddo!

Lo Qing's face flushed with anger as she bit her lip, opened the door, and stormed out.

Once the door was closed, she turned back, glaring resentfully at it.

If it weren't for Fu Sui, she would have already married into the Fu family!

The Fu family elders were fond of her; they were a perfect match and hoped she would marry in and bear sons for the family. But then Fu Sui came out of nowhere.

Now, the wedding had been postponed time and again.

The Fu family doted on this child of mysterious origins to the core.

Clearly, his biological mother was no longer alive.

Moreover, to secure her place in the Fu family, she was even willing to ingratiate herself with this little rascal and become his stepmother, yet she never expected him to be so detestable!

She had tried to investigate Fu Sui's birth mother before, but no matter the method, she came up empty. She slowly realized that Jingchuan must have erased all traces of that woman.

She was aware that the woman held some significance in Jingchuan's heart, but she also believed that he would eventually come around to accept her.

Little did she expect that the woman, even in death, would leave a son to thwart her path.

Inside the room, Soong Ruanruan asked Fu Sui with a hint of curiosity, "Dear Sui, why do you dislike her so much?"

In her view, even though Lo Qing wasn't fond of Fu Sui, she wouldn't dare mistreat him and still tried to coax him nicely. Surely, as a child, he wouldn't hold too much of a grudge.

Fu Sui gave her a look and, after a moment's thought, answered, "She doesn't like me." She's just trying to win over my dad.

Soong Ruanruan arched an eyebrow and patted his head.

Just like her son to be so perceptive!