Your stand-in grandfather, I wear it back

"Hey, why are you here?" Feng Li was very surprised, he really didn't expect to see Fu Junhe again so soon.

"Are you okay?" Fu Junhe supported him with a solemn expression.

He didn't see it clearly against the light just now, but now that the boy was all in his arms, he saw blood on his shoulders and chest, and his face changed slightly: "Are you injured?"

Feng Li wanted to answer no, because the blood on his body was not his.

But when the truth came to his lips, the bad boy held it back, pressed his forehead against the man's chest lightly, and tremblingly said: "Hiss—it's okay if you don't say it, it really hurts a bit if you say it."

"It hurts? Where does it hurt?" Fu Junhe frowned.

"It hurts everywhere." Feng Li had been injured before, so he knows what kind of performance can be just right.

"Go to the hospital!" Seeing how serious he was, the man hurriedly helped him downstairs.

Feng Li's legs immediately went limp, and his body half leaned up. He pulled weakly with his hands, and his thin body was barely moved, making him look extremely fragile.

Fu Junhe didn't think much, just picked him up and walked downstairs quickly, but he didn't know that the bad boy in his arms was smiling triumphantly.

Chen Weile was frightened and stayed for two seconds before catching up: "Hey, Lizi, Lizi, are you okay?!"

Vice President Liu was also stunned, and then had a headache.

This Yin Xiangjie is really lawless!To beat people like this? !How can we help them end this time? !

"Yin Xiangjie! You're crazy—"

He yelled and walked up to the roof, but he got stuck in the middle of the sentence, the middle-aged principal suddenly widened his eyes, and opened his mouth into an o-shaped comically.

I saw that the ground was full of blood, and the punks fell all over the ground.

Yin Xiangjie sat in the corner of the roof and shivered, as if he saw a devil, his eyes were full of fear, and when he saw him, he rushed up crying.

"Teacher, teacher, you are finally here!! Help, help, woo woo woo, I, I want to go home!"

Wait, who beat who? !

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When he arrived at the hospital, the doctor checked him three times to make sure that Feng Li had nothing wrong with him, so he lost some skin on the back of his hand, which was caused by himself accidentally rubbing on the roof.

Fu Junhe sat outside, quietly listening to the doctor's words, and then saw the kid still wearing the blood-stained clothes, running over happily, and blurted out: "Little handsome guy!"

?

Surprised, the doctor looked around, but there seemed to be no one else here except him and Fu Junhe.

Feng Li felt his abdominal muscles just now, he took advantage of it, and was extremely happy.

But Fu Junhe was obviously not very happy, staring at him with deep shadow eyes, deep and powerful, and said in a low voice: "Sit down."

Feng Li nodded, walked up to Fu Junhe's side and was about to sit down when he was stopped.

"Sit on the opposite side."

cut.

Although Feng Li was dissatisfied, he still sat across from him. He just took an orange from the table. When he sat down, he crossed his legs, waggled his toes casually, and even made eye contact, eager to try.

At the age of seventeen or eighteen, he is still young and full of vitality.

However, there was a hint of fascination that he shouldn't have at his age in this youthful air.

It made his already outstanding appearance even more eye-catching.

Very attractive.

Fu Junhe withdrew his eyes suddenly, and put on a serious posture of an elder: "Doctor Wang, you go out first."

He was leaning against the back of the chair, with one hand resting on the armrest, staring at the young man with dark eyes, full of oppression, and his posture was so solemn that Feng Li felt a little guilty.

So he was honest for a while, put down the little orange, and adjusted his sitting posture, not so foolishly.

"What's going on today?"

Fu Junhe didn't expect that he would meet this child twice in a row and rescue him from being "beaten up".

"It's nothing, it's just that those two idiots tried to teach me a lesson, but they didn't succeed." Feng Li's tone was casual, but the pride in his eyes was very clear.

Fu Junhe put the note on the table: "You know they are going to teach you a lesson, why did you go?"

When Chen Weile returned to the classroom to pick up his schoolbag, he accidentally saw the note in his drawer.

After thinking about it, it felt wrong.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a date? ?

Chen Weile thought of what happened yesterday, and immediately understood that it must be Yin Xiangjie's grandson!As long as Feng Li's small body is gone, it's still worth it!

He was going to look for the head teacher, but He Jianjun had already left work, and he didn't answer the call, but happened to bump into Vice Principal Liu and Fu Junhe.

Hurry up and tell them about it.

So when they rushed to the rooftop, they saw such a scene.

"Anyway, they can't beat me." Feng Li still couldn't help showing his proud little tail: "Just five or six little scumbags, brother can beat a hundred of them by himself! Isn't it amazing?"

"Yes, you are really capable."

"Heh, if you dare to come again, I will beat them to death." Feng Li was very blunt and straightforward.

How could he really be praising him?

Fu Junhe almost laughed out of anger: "Again? You still want to do something?"

Feng Li blinked, and said without thinking: "If I don't completely convince them, will I know who is the father?"

——If I don't completely convince them, will I know who the father is?

This kid was so arrogant that Fu Junhe wanted to knock him hard on the forehead.

Just now he went out to find out about the injuries of Yin Xiangjie and others. Yin Xiangjie himself was fine, but he was just scared out of his wits, but those gangsters were all beaten to the point of bleeding. up.

This kid is obviously not fighting for the first time, and the strike is too insignificant.

"You won this breath today, but do you know that his father Yin Bin is the school manager of the No. [-] Middle School? If you beat his son, he can have a hundred ways to torment you. Drive out of No. [-] Middle School and S City, Even jail time."

The reality is that.

What would a child from an ordinary family like Feng Li do to fight against the Yin family?

"Otherwise? They want to beat me, and I have to stand still and be beaten?"

Feng Li looked at him, under the cold white light, his clothes were still stained with blood, his eyes were bright, and the corners of his mouth were raised in an unruly way.

His sitting posture seems casual, but his spine is straight from beginning to end.

"Fighting won't solve any problems." Fu Junhe said calmly, "Feng Li, when you know that someone is going to hurt you, you can completely avoid it."

"Oh?" Feng Li smiled: "You mean to tell the teacher? They can control Yin Xiangjie? Don't be ridiculous."

Feng Li understood too well that the Yin family was an existence covering the sky with one hand in No. [-] Middle School.

Wasn't it obvious enough from yesterday?

Even the headmaster has to bow his head to them and turn black and white with his eyes open. Who can control it?

The principal doesn't care, the teacher doesn't care, and Gu Zihua doesn't care.

He didn't understand these things in his previous life, and he had been confused for countless times. If he didn't understand now, it would be a waste of time.

No one has ever cared about him. In this lifetime, he wants to get everything back for himself...

"Tell me, I can manage."

The man looked at him and said slowly: "The Yin family won't trouble you anymore, but you are not allowed to fight anymore."

Feng Li looked over, the handsome face was very sharp, it looked like a sculpture when there was no expression, it made people feel a little unhuman, but the words he spoke were unexpectedly soft and human.

He laughed: "Why are you helping me?"

"I said yesterday that I can help you as long as it does not violate national laws and morals."

"Really?" Feng Li held his chin, smiled like a monster, his eyes were shining brightly under the light, he got up and sat next to the man, and called out angrily: "That handsome guy."

"Uncle." Fu Junhe corrected again unbearably.

"Uncle Fu." Feng Li changed it as soon as he said it, anyway, he would do it again next time: "You have helped me so much, should I repay you?"

Before Fu Junhe could answer, he put his chin on the man's shoulder, and whispered sweetly in his ear: "How about...I promise you with my body?"

The young man deliberately softened his tone, and the light in his eyes was a bit more harmless. Looking at him with those bright almond eyes, the man was a little distracted.

Fu Jun and his mind went blank for a second.

God fucking promises with "body"!

The man almost carried Feng Li away without taking a breath. He pushed Feng Li away, grabbed his shoulders and forcibly pulled him up from the ground. He demanded sharply, "Stand up for me! Who taught you these things? You work all day long!" What's going on in your head?"

"What?" Feng Li was distracted by the contents of the bag, opened it, and found several books inside!

He took out one of them, with a purple cover, and wrote "5-year college entrance examination and 3-year simulation" written in large characters: "What is it?" Feng Li was distracted by the things in the bag, and when he opened it, what was inside was actually Several books! "What?" Feng Li was distracted by the contents of the bag, opened it, and found several books inside!

"What?" Feng Li was sucked by the contents in the bag.

He took out one of them, with a purple cover, and wrote a few big words "5 years of college entrance examination and 3 years of simulation"

He took out one of them, with a purple cover, and wrote a few big words "5 years of college entrance examination and 3 years of simulation"

Feng Li was stunned.

The man stared at him, and said in a cold and uncompromising tone, "If you enter one hundred of your grades in the midterm exam, this favor will be repaid."

???

"Why, don't you really want to repay your kindness? Since it's a kindness repayment, you have to do it my way." Fu Junhe's tone was strong, his lips were tight, and his whole body was full of oppression, obviously really angry.

He was angry that the kid was so casual.

"..." Feng Li choked.

Well, I dug a hole myself and buried myself in it.

Before leaving, Fu Junhe didn't forget to leave a sentence besides leaving an assistant to send Feng Li back.

"study well."

Feng Li: "..."

"Hey, handsome guy!" Feng Li looked at President Fu's ruthless back, he was silent for a while, and asked the assistant next to him eagerly.

"Miss, am I not pretty?"

"nice."

"Aren't I handsome?"

"handsome."

"Then why won't he sleep with me?"

assistant:? ? ?

Forget it, Feng Li returned all the documents in his hand to the assistant: "I don't want it, take it away."

Just as he turned to go out, he suddenly heard a gloomy male voice behind him.

"Who are you going to sleep with?"

Feng Li looked up and saw that Gu Zihua was standing at the door, staring straight at him with a bad tone.