All of Mu Lan's money was given to her by Qin Hai.
As for Qin Hai, if it weren't for Qin Shu's mother, he wouldn't be where he was today, much less have money to spend on Mu Lan.
Qin Shu was going to donate the money she had gotten from Mu Lan to a charity for left-behind children.
Many migrant workers in remote areas worked hard to earn money in other places to make a living as well as to provide their children with good living conditions and so that they could go to good schools.
Some migrant workers could only go back for the Chinese New Year to reunite with their families.
Some of them would choose to go home once every two or three years to save money on bus fare and to save time due to the long distance.
The most pitiful were the children left behind.
She donated the money in the name of the Fu Group.
After doing all this, Qin Shu stared at the computer screen. Her fair fingers tapped gently on the keyboard.
She thought that Mu Lan would definitely beg Qin Hai if she had no other choice. Mu Lan would cry, make a fuss, and threaten to hang herself. Qin Hai would definitely not be able to stand it and he would help her.
She had to drive a bigger wedge between the two of them to the point that Qin Hai would be furious with Mu Lan.
Then, it would be useless even if Mu Lan were to cry, make a fuss, and threaten to hang herself.
Qin Shu thought for a while before tapping on the keyboard again.
Just then, Ning Meng brought two plates of fruits and placed them in front of Qin Shu and Fu Tingyan respectively. Then, she retreated to the side and waited.
Fu Tingyan, who was seated beside Qin Shu, propped up his chin with his fingers. Strands of hair on his forehead fell down, covering his good-looking eyebrows and high nose bridge. His thin lips were tightly pursed.
At this moment, he had a worried look on his face. He had asked around for a while but no one knew who the lucky fan was.
He turned his head to look at Qin Shu and found that she was also playing on the computer. What attracted his attention was that her fingers were typing rapidly on the keyboard. Even he couldn't move his fingers so fast when playing games.
He leaned back and looked at the computer screen in front of her with curiosity. What was she doing?
Qin Shu was done by the time Fu Tingyan looked over. She switched the tab so fast that no one noticed that she had done so.
Fu Tingyan looked at the computer screen and found that there was a note on the screen.
He looked away in confusion. She had typed so fast just now. Was she just typing words?
Qin Shu stretched and glanced at Fu Tingyan who had looked away.
The teacher who taught her hacking skills had specifically warned her before he left that she was not allowed to let others know of her hacking skills and methods.
So...
At this moment, Fu Tingyu's tall and slender figure walked in from the entrance.
When Qin Shu saw that he had returned, she immediately closed her computer and placed it on the sofa by her side. She stood up and went up to greet him.
"Are you hungry? Do you want to have some fruit first, or do you want to eat first?"
When Fu Tingyu came in, he saw the girl and his brother sitting on the sofa and playing by themselves. They did not interact with each other.
When the girl hurried over, he lowered his eyes and said, "Let's eat first."
"Okay." Qin Shu said to Ning Meng, "You can serve the food now."
"Yes, Madam," Ning Meng replied and turned around to leave the room.
The three of them washed their hands.
And the dishes were served.
The three of them sat around the dining table.
In order to avoid calling Qin Shu 'Sister-in-law', Fu Tingyan lowered his head to eat and did not speak.
Fu Tingyu looked at his younger brother who kept his head down as he ate and frowned slightly. "Isn't there food in the school cafeteria?"
Fu Tingyan raised his head when he heard that and looked at Fu Tingyu. He swallowed the food in his mouth and said, "Didn't I learn this from you? We shouldn't speak while eating."
Fu Tingyu stared at Fu Tingyan with his dark eyes for a few seconds. "The college entrance exam is coming up."
"Yep.. Do you have something motivational to say?" Fu Tingyan looked at his brother expectantly.