After being dressed as a scumbag, I rescued myself by pampering my wife [Quick Transmigration]

Some scattered people had already arrived in the carefully arranged hall, and as soon as Fu Kun walked in, he seemed to be swaying on the edge as if he had broken into a different world.

Many people looked over, were stunned for a moment, turned their backs, lowered their heads, and talked a lot.

You can guess who the object of discussion is.

"Is that man the illegitimate son of the Fu family?"

"Pfft...the so-called true and false daughter...was transferred..."

"Dressed like that...haven't tidied up yet? It doesn't look decent at all, it's a fool..."

"I heard that he is an inexperienced man. My son went to the same school as him. It seems that he is cheating or something. His grades are surprisingly good... I haven't seen a book. I thought how strange..."

"The guy looks quite energetic..."

"You're still sweaty, you ass..."

Roll your eyes.

Fu Kun didn't care, he took a drink and sat down on the sofa in the corner, took out his phone and began to scan.

There is absolutely no need to care about the meaning of those around you.

Even if Fu Kun didn't pay attention to those people who thought highly of themselves, he would still post something he didn't see.

A piece of the sofa was sunken, a man who looked decently dressed, turned his head to look over, and tilted the goblet in his hand as a gesture.

"Hello."

"Hello." Fu Kun turned off the phone, nodded, and raised the drink in his hand to signal.

After the other party saw that the goblet he raised seemed to contain some kind of milky white liquid, he was silent for a moment, and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"You are special."

Xie Mei smiled.

Fu Kun was almost killed by the oil, goosebumps fell all over the ground, and he dealt with it indiscriminately.

"Ah..." He looked down at his phone again.

The surroundings were quiet for a moment, when Fu Kun thought that the other party had left, the sofa next to him bounced up, and then the sofa beside him sank.

The man leaned closer, sprayed with deadly perfume, and squinted his eyes. At this moment, it was completely inconsistent with the decency just now.

He reached out to touch Fu Kun's leg.

"I go!"

What are you doing! !What is this doing? ? ?

Fu Kun's eyes widened, almost bouncing off the sofa, "What the hell are you doing touching me?"

The other party was stunned for a moment, and then looked at everyone.

"..."

Damn, stupid straight man.

Fu Kun felt baffled, what is this? ?Suddenly rushing over to start a fight with you, what's the matter? ?

Is this something normal people would do?Eighty percent of what the hell...

The other party was hardly caught by Fu Kun's crazy looking eyes, rolled his huge eyes, stepped on his leather shoes and left the sofa directly, and the surrounding discussions became more and more blatant.

At this moment, there was a commotion at the door, and then a group of people poured in. The standard F4...567...anyway, there were several people standing at the door.

With her chin raised, she still smiled handsomely...

The leading man had a face-to-face meeting with Fu Kun, a familiar face, not enough good memories...

Fu Kun raised his eyebrows, pretended to be surprised perfunctorily, clapped his hands repeatedly, and retreated to the corner consciously as the people around him surrounded him.

Staring at the milky white liquid on the table.

The appearance of those people here... directly confirmed that those people were the ones who had taken over the injections, so the purpose of the so-called grandma calling me here was to show off?

Let him see what kind of harm will happen if his mother's handle is exposed?First of all, the ones who will not let him go are these young masters who have been praised since childhood...

This trick is really wonderful... Then I will definitely be afraid of being dealt with, so I will compromise, and won't I just let others manipulate me? ?

snorted coldly.

A shadow was cast on the table in front of him.

Several men behind are playing with wine glasses in their hands.

"It's a pleasure to meet you... from the Fu family... the young master."

Raising the wine glass in his hand as a signal, he completely disappeared from the embarrassment that Fu Kun had thrown back and forth on his head before.

With a decent smile on the corner of his mouth, the leading man took off his gold-rimmed glasses, quietly put them in his breast pocket, and smiled slightly with his eyes narrowed.

"You won't give Zheng this face..."

The slightly drooping hair covered his eyes, revealing a hint of shade. He handed a full glass of wine to Fu Kun in front of the man on one side.

"Drink a sip?"

He poured down the glass of wine in one gulp, which was too much in one sip, and pursed his lips to see Fu Kun smiling.

There is a subconscious movement of licking the corner of the lips.

"I'm sorry...the old lady won't let me drink...I have to go to school tomorrow." The expression was in place, and there was no trace of fault at all.

Fu Kun tilted his head and spread his hands helplessly, as if I had no choice but to see Fu Zhuo walking slowly.

"My brother can drink... He feels very sorry for me as an elder brother. I guess it is to replace drinking. I can't give this face, so I let my brother do it for me..." Handed a large glass of wine to Fu Zhuo .

The other party was stunned for a long time.

"what are you doing?"

"Eh... this uncle seems to have taken a fancy to you..."

Both of them froze, and then spread around.

Uncle...

God damn uncle! ! !

Fu Kun still kicked his pocket, "What are you doing here?"

Fu Zhuo was still confused: "Grandma is calling you."

"Ah... just right." Fu Kun patted his arm, his eyes were extraordinarily gentle.

You're welcome……

Turned around and left without looking back, as if he really took the old man's words to heart, the scene was touching...

"He called me uncle?" The originally handsome man suddenly became manic, right? ?

He is a handsome guy who is only 25, and he is called uncle by a minimum? ?

Fu Zhuo was confused, "Ah? What? I call you uncle?"

This doesn't seem very good...

"Drink!! Give me all to drink!!"

The man scratched his head irritably, staring at Fu Zhuo as he gulped down a whole glass of wine bitterly, almost falling into the hall.

Fu Kun was standing on one side of the stand, and after a while, he went upstairs slowly. When he reached the wooden door, a faint scent of sandalwood wafted out.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk" tapped a few times, "Old Madam."

"Come in." The old man's voice drifted out.

The housekeeper pushed open the door, and Fu Kun went in first.

"Sit." The old man still had a smile on his face.

Fu Kun sat down politely.

"what?"

"You know the general things... just heard that Ah Zheng pushed you out downstairs?"

Fu Kun raised his eyebrows: "Then?"

The old man paused and sighed after a long time: "Don't be so resentful to me."

"I don't." Fu Kun said the truth, if he insisted on saying that he had any special emotions towards someone, the so-called resentment really looked down on him...

He has only met a few people, talking about emotional fluctuations, all nonsense...

"Those young masters, even if your father encounters them, he has to give them a good face. You should know, what will they do to you if things break out?"

The old man also helped with the analysis very patiently.

Fu Kun nodded again and again, confirming it solemnly, as if he really listened.

"What do you want?"

"It's okay... Tell me your mother made that potion, did you add other things when you used it?"

Ask tentatively.

Fu Kun finally understood, so he just wanted to make money with the formula? ?

"What did you add..." repeated the old man's words.

Can you be a little cute?

Or add a little more handsome? ?

Glancing at the other party out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to be looking forward to hearing something from his mouth.

"Actually..." Fu Kun took a sip of tea.

In the expectant sight of the old man, he nodded with extra caution.

"My mother actually told me to run three kilometers every day after the injection..."

As soon as the words came out.

"Boom..."

The teacup fell on the table and fell to pieces. The old man glared at Fu Kun angrily.

"You think I'm joking with you?"

"I'm not joking either." Fu Kun's expression completely calmed down, playing with the teacup in his hand.

"I really let you play around with me when I was young?" Fu Kun put the teacup on the side table.

At least he's still alive for a few lifetimes...

"You...I'm still too impatient..." Fu Kun got up, walked around the room a few steps, and stood on a colorful portrait in the room.

"I can't wait to express your purpose one day... It's hard for me not to think that buying and selling drugs and you are involved."

At this moment, no matter how "you" is used, it sounds extremely mocking.

"First tell me about my mother's illegal drug production, then threaten me, and then let me attend the dinner party. After calculating the time, is it time for those young masters to appear? Do you know that we had friction before?"

Sneer.

"Then ask me to come up again, and finally tell the purpose, because I am afraid that I may not resist your manipulation, tsk tsk tsk..."

Fu Kun nodded repeatedly, and finally sighed.

"A good hand played poorly."

"I buy and sell medicine? That is your mother's privately made medicine. I just help people in need!! Transform natural genes, and your mother will be sentenced to death for what she did!!!"

"That's none of my business." Fu Kun knew that it might be selfish for him to say this, but he didn't feel that he should bear anything for that so-called mother with a heart like a virgin.

"You... you're like this!!" The old man was so angry that his breathing became short of breath, like a whistling bellows.

The housekeeper on the side was panicked, Fu Kun raised his eyebrows, "I'm fine, I'm leaving."

"But those young masters are not so rational!!"

Fu Kun's footsteps stopped.

The old man stared at the boy's back fiercely, his teeth itching with anger.

At the beginning, the clouds were calm and the wind was light, and the compassion was full of compassion, all of which disappeared completely.

Only the hideous face remained.

"Those?" Fu Kun snorted coldly.

"Am I afraid of them?" Unscrewing the doorknob, without looking back, the expressions on his face faded one by one.

The hall is still resplendent and resplendent, with gorgeous lights shining everywhere.

Fu Kun went downstairs, looked at the men again, and put on his coat nonchalantly.

The baseball jacket makes people look younger by several years.

Fu Kun passed by several people, suddenly took out a small object, and threw it into the arms of that young master Zheng.

The brows are still lazy.

Did not look back.

Zheng Fan looked at the short recording pen in his hand, and looked at Fu Kun with very serious eyes, no longer a playful look.

Fu Kun stopped a car outside casually, playing with another recording pen in his hand.

humming a song.

The phone rang suddenly, and then a large message popped in.

——Transfer 5201 yuan from your communication card ending in 50, and the current deposit is 105 million yuan...