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

Chapter 298 Social Garbage Dad Cranky Online 53
Fuchen appeared in the villa with a red face.

Mr. Qi frowned, "Have you been beaten again?"

Fuchen remained silent.

President Qi glanced at the housekeeper.

The housekeeper told the aunt, "Cook an egg."

Mr. Qi asked, "You learn Taekwondo with Qi Yuan. You will come back by car together later."

Fuchen lowered his head, anxious in his heart, pondering over his words.

Qi Yuan interjected, "I can't beat her anymore. Anyone who can beat her must be a senior or an adult. It's useless to learn Taekwondo."

Mr. Qi: "Then arrange bodyguards for you."

"No." Fuchen said immediately.

Mr. Qi stared at the floating dust and remained silent.

Qi Yuan looked at Fu Chen suspiciously.

"It's your father." Boss Qi was sure.

Fuchen didn't speak.

Mr. Qi blinked and lowered his head to eat.

The butler took the egg and helped Fu Chen roll his face to reduce the swelling.

Fuchen cooperated silently.

At night, Fuchen stood outside the study, hesitating.

Mr. Qi is very responsible for children and implements the principle of companionship.Always busy at night.Need to catch up with work.

Qi Yuan's mother is busy with her business overseas and only comes back once every two or three months.I have to call my son and husband every day.The whole family enjoyed themselves.

All these dusts are known.

Fuchen stood on tiptoe and reached out to twist the doorknob.

"Floating dust." A soft voice came from behind the ear.

Fu Chen was startled, and looked back at Qi Yuan.

With a "hush" sound, Qi Yuan pulled Fuchen away quietly.

Fu Chen was dragged forward by him, until he entered his room and closed the door before exhaling.

Fuchen frowned and looked at him.

"Have you been threatened by your old father?" Qi Yuan stared at Fu Chen.

Fuchen crossed his arms and looked at him unhappy.

Qi Yuan walked to his bookshelf and looked for things, "I know you went into the house and took my Swiss Army knife. But you are a child, and we are all children. Children cannot beat adults."

He took out a bank card and held it out to Fu Chen, "Here is my money. I save my New Year's money every year. There is a lot of it."

Fuchen is only five years old, and she hasn't seen anyone with a bank card yet.Lu Youming has a passbook.The basic deposit does not exceed two thousand.

She has seen the passbooks under the closets of Xiaojie's mother and Mrs. Liu's house, red books.

Cui Hangxing may have it, but he has never seen it.

And Qi Yuan is seven years old, so he can have it.

"We can go to the ATM to get it. You can get [-] at a time. You can get it at the bank counter, but you need an ID card and an adult to accompany you." Qi Yuan urged.

Fuchen raised his head, eyes complicated, "Why help me?"

Qi Yuan pursed his lips, "Just be you, I want to be an older brother."

Fuchen looked down at the bank card, then stretched out his hand, looking at the small card.

"The password is an odd-digit number of the card number." Qi Yuan said.

Fuchen turned the front side up and looked at the number.

Qi Yuan leaned over and asked, "Are you sure, your old father will let you go when he gets the money?"

Fu Chen said, "None of your business." Asked, "How much is there? I want 20."

Qi Yuan's eyes widened, "20? Your old father wants so much?" Looking at the card, "20 must be available." He asked again, "Are you really sure your father won't pester you any more?"

He walked away and pulled out a thin book from the bottom of the shelf, "Have you ever heard that the human heart is not enough to swallow like a snake?"

Fu Chen saw the cover, "Collection of Folk Tales".

"A poor man saved a snake. In order to repay his kindness, the snake offered to grant his wish."

Qi Yuan sat on a chair, "In the beginning, this person just wanted simple clothes and food, and later he wanted money and power. He became a prime minister and wanted to be an emperor."

"In the end the snake couldn't take it anymore and swallowed the man."

"People's desires are endless." Qi Yuan warned, "Be careful."

"There is a lot of money there. Using some money and asking someone to help you solve the trouble is also a way."

Fuchen said nothing.

Qi Yuan spread out his homework, pointed at Fu Chen, "Have you written your homework yet? Don't affect your studies."

Fuchen turned around and left.

Back in her room, she stared at the card, lost in thought.

Early in the morning, she got up early and left.

Run to a nearby ATM to withdraw money.I took it and stuffed it into my schoolbag, and then went to the next place.

All she knows is a nearby cash machine.

Still because of the high-end residential area, there are many ATM machines nearby.Take [-].

There is no way to go far.

Running to school with a schoolbag.

After school in the afternoon, I met Lu Youming again.

Lu Youming is hiding in the shadows, if you don't look carefully, you can't see it at all.

Fu Chen followed Qi Yuan and left by car.

Get up early to withdraw money as usual on Thursday, this time there are [-].Add one hundred thousand.

I went to school with a huge sum of money on my back.Fuchen didn't dare to leave his schoolbag for a moment.

After school, I saw someone.

She glanced at Qi Yuan who was running over, and then at the car waiting outside.

There are many cars today.

it's very windy.

It looked like it was going to rain.

The floating dust silently mixed into the crowd and went to the path.

Lu Youming under the tree also followed silently.

The dust enters the complex, and Lu Youming swipes his card to enter.

The floating dust entered the alley of the building and threw the schoolbag there.

Lu Youming took it and opened the schoolbag.

"One hundred thousand. I hope you can leave safely, otherwise I will be rude to you." Fuchen warned.

Lu Youming chuckled, stuffed the money into his coat, tucked the hem of the clothes into his trousers, and tightened his belt.

My stomach grew bigger quietly, and I was full.

The sky started to rain.

Fu Chen glanced at the sky and stopped talking.

Lu Youming threw back his schoolbag, "Study hard. There is not a single book in the schoolbag."

It was ironic that those words came out of his mouth.

Fuchen caught the empty schoolbag, picked it up, and hurried back.

The raindrops are getting bigger and bigger.After a while it was pouring rain.

Fu Chen was blown away by the wind.

The body suddenly hangs in the air.

In the next second, Fuchen realized that someone grabbed him by the collar.

Lu Youming grabbed the floating dust and ran into the courtyard pavilion.Go in and open the umbrella you brought.

The wind blows into the pavilion, bringing a burst of rain and leaves.

Still wet.

"Come here." Lu Youming said.

Fuchen looked inexplicable and moved over.

Lu Youming is not very tall, 1.6 meters seven.Holding an umbrella, the wind blows under the umbrella and blows on the head of the floating dust, still getting wet all over.

The umbrella suddenly dropped.

Lu Youming squatted beside him, silently taking a cigarette.

The big umbrella covers the air outlet, and the rain blows away from under the feet.

Fuchen looked at Lu Youming strangely.

Lu Youming was smoking a cigarette, staring ahead.

It's been too long since such a quiet moment.

Fantastic.

Fuchen stood quietly on the spot, waiting for the sound of beating like a firecracker above his head to be quieter.

Lu Youming smoked a cigarette, took two puffs, and threw it out from under the umbrella.

The two remained silent, as if they didn't know each other.

This atmosphere is not awkward.

Fuchen lifted his feet, and the sneakers were full of water.

She even heard the mocking "heh" from the people next to her.

Very light, very light.

Looking over, this person pretended not to look at people.

Dust is strange.But he didn't say much, he threw the schoolbag on the ground and stepped on it by himself.Without stepping on water, bare feet are much more comfortable.

"You really are not material for studying." The people next to you couldn't help but sarcastically.

"Anyway, it will be wet." The floating dust doesn't matter, "Go back and wash it."

It seems to be back in the past.

An adult's mouth is cheap and a child's skin, and the next moment, he can fight.

(End of this chapter)