bookrandom Chapter 112 I'm Shameless! (Flipping the Table)
Chapter 112 I'm Shameless! (Flipping the Table)
I get slapped in the face every day, and each time is different.
Mr. Fu stopped talking and obediently followed the housekeeper back to take a nap.
However, he still couldn't sleep, so he went to find Fu Sihuai near dusk.
When I went in, several children were there, but the atmosphere was very silent and no one was talking.
Fu Xueji was curled up on the sofa, holding a pot of jasmine flowers in his hand.
When the old man saw the pot of flowers, his eyes lit up.
Isn't this the kind that Huaer gave him?
But now is not the time to talk about that.
He glanced at Fu Xueji's face, his heart suddenly jumped, and he walked over quickly.
"What's going on? Why does Xiaoxue look so bad? Have you called a doctor?"
Fu Xueji shook his head weakly, "Grandpa, please don't worry about me, I'm fine."
He seemed to want to cough, and a hint of pink appeared on his fair face.
He covered his mouth, his eyes turned red, and his voice was weak and broken.
“In my current state, if I faint in front of the Xiao family’s gate, will they take me in?”
"Don't say that." Fu Sihuai sat across from him and scolded him gently, "Can you treat your body like a joke?"
Fu Xueji put his hand to his lips and coughed, his voice becoming even weaker and sickly.
"It doesn't matter where I am. I can't go out anyway and I can't stand the wind. Qingqing saved my life, and I want to be close to her. Even if I die of illness, I want to die by her side."
Fu Xueji has a gentle and kind personality. His eyes turned red when he spoke, and he looked at me with pity.
He had a delicate appearance, like a girl, and because he was sick, he also spoke in a weak voice.
Fu Sihuai couldn't bear to be mean to him, ever since he was a child.
Every time the other three got into trouble, he would secretly plead for mercy when he found out.
If he hadn't helped smooth their fur, the other three would have received at least half as much beating.
Hearing what he said, Fu Sihuai had to endure it no matter how angry he was.
He lowered his voice, a little dull, "Don't say anything about life or death."
Fu Xueji seemed to want to say something else, but the conversation was taken over by Fu Yueci.
"Questioning Uncle Xiao, insulting Uncle Xiao, understanding Uncle Xiao, wanting to be like Uncle Xiao."
He leaned back on the sofa, looked up at the ceiling and sighed, "Fate is something you fight for. If you grab it, it will come back. If you don't grab it, you can only watch it slip away."
After saying something confusing, he returned to his normal sitting position, deliberately glanced in the direction of Fu Sihuai, and asked.
"Dad, did you hear that? I'm calling you."
Fu Sihuai: “…”
want to smoke him.
He placed the cup in his hand on the coffee table, neither lightly nor heavily.
"That's Qingqing's biological mother. What can I do? Xiao Qingdai herself is seriously ill because her child was stolen. If I take Qingqing away, will it be fair to her?"
This made a lot of sense. Fu Yueci thought about it carefully and found that it was indeed the case.
In that case, there is only one way.
He stood up, found a pair of scissors, and cut a few holes in the brand-name sweatshirt he was wearing. After throwing away the scissors, he rummaged through the cabinet and found a beautiful tea bowl.
He squatted at the door and used the stones piled up beside the flower bed to smash a few cracks in the tea bowl, making it just the right size to hold in his hand.
Without returning to the living room, he stood outside the door and shouted at the people inside.
"Dad, I went to the Xiao family's door to complain and told the chef not to cook my meal at night."
Fu Sihuai's eyebrows twitched violently. He quickly stood up and called him with a dark face.
"Come back here, what are you talking about?"
Fu Yueci didn't move. After all, he had been disobedient for a long time.
"Aunt Qingdai likes children, and I'm still a child under eighteen. If I just sit there and cry a little, she'll definitely adopt me."
After saying that, he ran away holding his broken bowl.
Fu Sihuai took out his cell phone and called the bodyguard in the front yard.
"Stop Xiao Ci and don't let him go out."
After hanging up the phone, he turned around and saw Fu Xueji standing up again.
He frowned slightly, covered his mouth and nose, and with slightly red eyes, he looked as beautiful as a painting when he stood there.
"Dad, I also went to the Xiao family. I embarrassed you. I'm sorry for you and the Fu family."
Since he had stood up, Fu Huating must have followed him.
He became more calm, "Dad, you know, I'm worried about Xiaoxue not having anyone with her."
Fu Sihuai: ………
He clenched and unclenched his hands at his sides, finally accepting his fate.
"You stay at home, I'll figure out a solution."
"Really, Dad?" A head suddenly popped out from the door. It was Fu Yueci who had just said that he was going to play the victim.
Meeting Fu Sihuai's unfriendly gaze, he smiled.
After approaching, she placed the broken bowl in his hand and said in a flattering voice, "Thank you for your hard work, Dad. The clothes I'm wearing are leaking. I'll go upstairs and change."
Fu Sihuai's face was gloomy. With a little force, the broken bowl in his hand, which was already cracked, shattered with a snap.
The fragments fell to the ground with a clatter.
Fu Yueci, who was walking up the stairs, heard the sound and ran even faster.
Mr. Fu stood by and watched the whole process. He cleared his throat and had something to say.
"Well, let me say a few words about Qingqing's matter."
Fu Sihuai's head hurt even more. He really couldn't understand what the old man had to do with this.
"Qingqing is on our Fu family's genealogy and has inherited my Tiger Mountain. If she really has nothing to do with our Fu family in the future, that would definitely not be okay."
The most important thing is that no one at home cares about him. Only Xiao Qingqing will accompany him to see small animals, and she is not picky about food.
Translated, it means that no one in the family is willing to accompany him to Tiger Mountain, only Xiao Qingqing is easy to deceive, and a little pudding can be fooled away.
How could Fu Sihuai not hear the hidden meaning in his words?
"Don't think about your Tiger Mountain anymore. If Xiao Qingdai finds out that you tricked Qingqing into signing the document, just wait for her to come find you."
Mr. Fu: “?”
He suddenly panicked when he heard that, and asked hesitantly, "That can't be right. Dai Dai is a polite and good child, and Qing Qing also agreed when Tiger Mountain was transferred."
"She agreed? She didn't even know what the document she was tricked into signing was. How could she have agreed?"
The old man was really scared after being rebuked so mercilessly.
He left in a hurry with his butler, and he guessed that he would not brag about the fact that his Hushan had an heir for a long time.