Quick wear: the villain's father's fine cub

Chapter 296 Social Garbage Dad Cranky Online 51
Mr. Qi's house is very big, very big.

In a modern family, Fuchen has never seen such a big house, only those "Four Rich Man" on TV can get big.

In front of the door, there is a large area of ​​grass, and it takes 3 minutes to drive after entering the courtyard.

Three-story villa.

It is so big that the floating dust cannot look up.

The front is floor-to-ceiling glass, and the large azure blue glass can glimpse the white clouds in the sky.

After entering, there are aunts, nanny and security guards standing at the door, greeting with a smile, "Hi, miss."

Fu Chen stared blankly, thinking of Sister Liu (Sister Liu), Aunt Yang (Xiaojie’s mother), Aunt Zhang (Osmanthus Zhang, director of the Women’s Federation), and grandparents in Longping Village.

The smiles on their faces are very warm, and emotions can be seen in every frown and smile.

Entering the house, the house is full of beautiful things, and it is more luxurious than I have ever seen in my life.

Bigger than godfather (Cui Hangxing).

In fact, Cui Hangxing's villa is not happy.

Here, if you roar, there will be no echo.

As for the back mountain of Longping Village, with a roar, it was immediately carried to the hill by the wind.

Now, there should be many wild fruits rotting in the grass.

The housekeeper brought the dust up the steps.

Fuchen carried his small schoolbag on his back, and climbed the stairs with his small schoolbag on his back.

She was not in high spirits, and everyone could see that.With a full and hot face deliberately raised,

"Fuchen, look, this is the room we arranged for you." Everyone opened the door cautiously.

Fuchen lowered his head, said "hmm", entered the room, and said "bang".close the door.

Everyone's enthusiasm fell to the ground.

The smile on the face was hanging on it, and it was about to fall off.

Everyone looked at Mr. Qi.

Mr. Qi said lightly, "Thank you. Let's all go away." He knocked on the door, "Have a good rest."

Qi Yuan watched, not very happy, kicked the door, muttering, "What are you being arrogant about?"

President Qi turned his head and gave a warning look.

Qi Yuan bowed his head and stopped talking.

Fuchen lowered his head and threw himself on the bed.

I understand in my heart that the parent-child relationship requires two-way choices.

Not everyone can accept a non-biological child.

She couldn't expect every dad she met to be magnanimous.It's just that the tearing of the heart is uncomfortable.

Crying and crying, I woke up.

At night, Fuchen woke up.The big room was dimly lit.

The ground lamp is soft, not blinding people, nor dazzling.

Fu Chen touched the wall and walked downstairs, looking at the French windows.

Outside the window, there is a starry sky.

The heart of the starry sky is a green field.

It is the home of Qi Yuan and Mr. Qi.

Fuchen walked down, stretched out his hand, and touched the glass.

A cold touch came from the fingertips.

Outside the window, if you look carefully, you can see the moon above the buildings in the distance, but the stars are somewhat blurred.

The floor-to-ceiling windows are really big.

Fu Chen stood here, as if standing by the sea, at the sailing point of the Milky Way.

It's endless.

I don't know where to go.

On the second floor, President Qi stood on the railing, looking at the small figure in front of the glass.

Accepting a new environment is not an easy task.

What's more, with a temperament like Fuchen.

Mr. Qi was wearing cotton slippers and went down the stairs.

"Floating dust." He called out.

Fuchen turned his head and looked at Mr. Qi who was coming down the stairs, his nominal adoptive father.

"Why aren't you wearing shoes?"

His voice was low, deep and clean.not cold.

Unlike that bastard Lu Youming, his voice was low, a bit like a subwoofer, very cold, and inadvertently aroused the cynical coldness in his chest.

Fuchen cautiously asked, "Yes, can I give you a hug?"

Mr. Qi looked down at the child, under the night light, his eyes were bright after soaking in water.

He took a step forward, squatted down, propped up Fuchen's ass with his left hand, and picked him up.

Touched by the heat, Fuchen immediately spread his legs, wrapped his arms around him, and hugged the person tightly, like a wild ghost looking for meat in the desolate land hugging the meat he picked up.

"Woooooooo..."

A sad person cannot touch warmth.

Can't stop crying.

Fu Chen couldn't restrain himself, and opened his mouth, "Ahhh..."

Tears gushed.

Why not her?

Why do you hate her as a girl?
Why is she a mutt?
Fuchen shuddered and asked Mr. Qi, "Why don't you want me?"

"Why am I a bastard?"

"Why am I not a boy doll?"

There was unresponsive desolation and grief in the voice.

Wild ghosts roaring in the wilderness, only the wind responds.

The more the wind eats, the greater the emptiness and despair in my heart.

Mr. Qi frowned, patted Fu Chen on the back, and responded, "I will not abandon you."

"Ahhh——" Fuchen cried with his head up, eyes closed and howled.

In the big villa, the moaning of floating dust wailed.

At the end of the stairs, at the corner of the second floor, Qi Yuan hid behind the wall and watched silently.

In the dark room, some people listened to the crying and sighed, and some people cursed and made noise.

On the street in the dark.

"You can't go! It's safest there!"

"What is your identity now? If you go, what will Ta do?! How will Ta live with you?"

Someone screamed in the dark.

In the next second, the yelling person was punched.

The two tugged and struggled in the night.

In the new week, Fuchen returns to his new home with his schoolbag on his back.

There is a small road, through the community, through the back door of the community, you can go directly to your new home.

Fu Chen doesn't really want to drive home with Qi Yuan.

While walking with his head down, a voice came out, "Hey, this is a big money for me."

Fuchen turned his head and saw Lu Youming smiling brightly.

If the words were not so harsh, Fu Chen would suspect that he was happy to see him.

Fuchen expressionless, "Why are you here?"

Lu Youming looked up and down the floating dust and stretched out his hand.

The floating dust immediately receded.

But his hands didn't stop, he still folded the collar.

"Tsk tsk tsk, look at this fabric, it just feels different."

Fuchen stared at him coldly.

Lu Youming squatted down, showing his teeth with yellow tartar, "Are you rich?" He stretched out his hand, "Give me two dollars."

Fuchen snorted, pulled the corner of his mouth, took out 500 yuan from his pocket, and put it in Lu Youming's hand.

This is her monthly pocket money. Uncle Qi said that he can dispose of it as he pleases. He can buy delicious food or save it to buy toys.

Qi Yuan's toys cost thousands of dollars, and he bought them all with his pocket money.

Lu Youming rubbed his hands together, and immediately folded the money, and he could see the amount clearly at a glance. "Well, not bad."

"Don't follow me." Fuchen warned coldly.

Lu Youming smiled, "You are a rich man now. Your status is different. You need to be careful." He grabbed the money and slapped Fu Chen on the face, "This can't be all your money, right?"

Fuchen stared, waiting for what he was going to do.

"Do you know what it's like to reveal your truth all of a sudden?" Lu Youming said with a frivolous tone, and chuckled, "It's an idiot."

Stretching out his hand, "At this time tomorrow, I'll have more. If it's less than five hundred, I won't do it."

Fuchen gritted his teeth, "I can't meet anyone more jerk than you."

Lu Youming slapped him across the face.

Fuchen staggered and tilted his head to one side.

Hot face.

Lu Youming calmly said, "People will change. Tomorrow I will be an even more jerk than today. You will always meet someone who is even more jerk, even if it is the same person."

Lu Youming leaned over, brought his head closer, and his eyes were close to those of Fu Chen, "Don't underestimate evil."

Fuchen stared at him.

Really, it's getting more and more disgusting.

Rubbish.

(End of this chapter)