Mr. Fu's Bai Yueguang is not good

"I keep it all the time! You made half of this journal at the beginning, and I finished the second half!" Fu Zechuan opened the second half of the journal like a treasure, "Look, Fanfan, it's full of Our shared memory."

Ji Fanfan pursed his lips, and there was a wave in his calm eyes, but was covered by the deliberately gathered coldness. He reached out to take the pocketbook, and under Fu Zechuan's expectant gaze, he divided the pocketbook into pieces. for two.

Ji Fanfan's action caused Fu Zechuan's pupils to shrink tightly. He opened his mouth and looked at Ji Fanfan in astonishment, "Fanfan..."

Ji Fanfan's movements didn't stop, he tore off and shredded the carefully maintained pages, and the fragments of memories fell to the ground mottledly.

Fu Zechuan snatched the torn and crumpled account book from him in a panic, tearing down in pain, he shouted angrily in pain and anger: "Ji Fanfan! What are you doing!"

Ji Fanfan indifferently patted off the scraps of paper scattered on his body, "Garbage, there is no need to keep it."

Fu Zechuan seemed to have heard something incredible, "What did you say..."

"I said, trash—"

"No!" Fu Zechuan interrupted him suddenly. He hugged the ledger tightly in his arms and cried, "It's not garbage! It's our past! It's our common memory! Have you forgotten it all! ?”

"Memories?" Ji Fanfan smiled sarcasticly, and his tone was cold, "You can feel your conscience and say, in these memories, how much truth did you treat me? How much falsehood?"

Fu Zechuan wanted to refute, but there was no way to refute, because these pasts were mixed with his purpose, his scheming, and his lies.

With tears in his eyes, he said weakly, "But now I am true to you."

He held Ji Fanfan's cool hand with trembling hands, raised his head, tears rolled down his eyes, "Don't you keep the ring I gave you? Fanfan, let's start again, shall we?"

Ji Fanfan looked at him indifferently and said, "If you were talking about that ridiculous ring, I would have given it back to you long ago."

Fu Zechuan stayed where he was, his lips trembling slightly, "Give it back to me? When..."

Ji Fanfan lowered his eyes and sneered, "That's right, you don't care if you think about it."

When Fu Zechuan was at a loss thinking about clues about the ring, Ji Fanfan had already left his sight.

When Fu Zechuan came to his senses, he chased to the door of the room, stretched out his hand to hold the doorknob, but suddenly stopped opening the door.

He was still holding the torn notebook in his hand, and he hung his head in frustration. What should he do to make him forgive him, so that they can go back to the past...

Fu Zechuan returned to the table, picked up those precious fragments one by one, and persistently put them back together with tape.

It took him a long time to finally put together a page. He looked at the scarred page in despair, and his fingers fondly slid across the joints.

He has already memorized every word and every sentence above, and every time he looks at these warm sentences, he can think of the person who made the book bit by bit at that time.

It's a pity that he didn't know how to cherish at that time and lost that person.

Fu Zechuan took some other fragments and continued to piece them together, as if doing so would restore everything he once had.

He worked hard all night until he was so tired that he fell asleep at the table.

As the morning sun shone into the room, Fu Zechuan moved his sore body and subconsciously looked towards Ji Fanfan's room.

He was always worried that he would not be found again when he woke up one day, so he always made a habit of checking whether he was still there.

He quietly walked to the door, opened the door and took a look into the room, only to be relieved when he saw that Ji Fanfan was still sleeping.

Recently, Fu Yue urged him to go back more and more frequently. Fu Zechuan hung up the phone when Fu Yue called again.

In the afternoon, Ji Fanfan continued his work.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang, but before Ji Fanfan moved, Fu Zechuan had already graciously opened the door.

He seems to completely regard this place as his own home, always rushing in and out doing things that don't match his identity.

Fu Zechuan thought it was Snoke, but when he opened the door, there were four burly men in suits and leather shoes standing outside.

Fu Zechuan's brows furrowed quickly, and his complexion sank instantly, "What are you doing here!"

One of the leading men said respectfully, "Master, master asked us to pick you up."

Fu Zechuan said coldly: "Go and tell him that I won't go back, you can go."

The four men at the door looked at each other, and then the leading man continued, "Young master, the master said that even if it is carried, he will carry you back. Please cooperate with us."

Fu Zechuan narrowed his eyes dangerously, and said in a deep voice, "How dare you!"

"Master, please don't embarrass us."

Ji Fanfan walked out of the room, wanting to see if something had happened, and happened to see Fu Zechuan confronting the four people at the door.

"Master, offended."

The negotiation failed, and the four men made a decisive move, determined to take Fu Zechuan away.

Naturally, Fu Zechuan wouldn't just obediently catch him without a fight.

You come and go back and forth between the two sides, and you will never give in.

Ji Fanfan frowned and looked at them in bewilderment, feeling unavoidably worried.

Fu Zechuan put the four people down, and said in a cold tone: "Go away, I won't go back with you."

"If you don't go, are you waiting for me to invite you back!"

A faint voice mixed with irresistible majesty sounded behind Fu Zechuan.

Fu Zechuan turned around abruptly, a trace of panic flashed across his face, "Dad!"

Fu Zhentian had gray temples, but the aura exuding from his body should not be underestimated. His sharp eyes swept across Fu Zechuan's surprised face, "Xiaoyue told me that you insisted on not going back here. I didn't believe it at first."

Fu Zechuan's face turned extremely ugly, and he still refused to compromise, "Even if you beat me to death, I will never go back."

Fu Zhentian's eyes gradually became cold, and he ordered quietly to the two people standing behind him: "Take it away."

The people behind Fu Zhentian stepped forward immediately!

Fu Zechuan's complexion changed slightly. The people around his father were all retired soldiers, and he was not sure that he could beat him.

And at this moment, not only these two people joined, but the four people who had just been knocked down by Fu Zechuan also braced their bodies to stand up and prepare to fight again.

Fu Zechuan was one against six, even though he was good at himself, he was still suppressed and even knocked unconscious by a heavy hand knife.

Before he fell into a coma, he saw Ji Fanfan running towards him. Fu Zechuan desperately stretched out his hand, but he couldn't grasp anything.

The bodyguards immediately picked up the unconscious Fu Zechuan and planned to take him away.

Fu Zhentian was about to leave, but he saw Ji Fanfan standing at the door.

Fu Zhentian stopped in his tracks, and looked at Ji Fanfan deeply. Many emotions flashed through those vicissitudes of eyes, too fast to catch.

He still had a serious face, but he didn't make things difficult for Ji Fanfan, instead he said apologetically, "I'm sorry for the trouble my son has caused you."

Ji Fanfan looked at the person in front of him in surprise, he never thought that Fu Zechuan's father would come over in person!

He suppressed his chaotic thoughts and shook his head lightly.

Fu Zhentian took out a red jade pendant and handed it to Ji Fanfan, "If anyone needs help, come to me with this jade pendant, and I will agree to any request."

Ji Fanfan understood that this jade pendant represented a promise made by Fu Zhentian, and it was also his compensation for Fu Zechuan.

The promise made by someone like Fu Zhentian is naturally extremely precious, but Ji Fanfan did not go to pick up the jade pendant, because he didn't want to have anything to do with the Fu family anymore.

Fu Zhentian didn't care whether he would accept the jade pendant or not, he reached out to hang the jade pendant on the door, then turned and left.

Ji Fanfan watched as they brought the unconscious Fu Zechuan to the black luxury car, then stuffed him into the car and drove away.

The time they appeared was too short, as if they had never been here before, only the jade pendant hanging on the doorknob swayed gently in the wind.

Fu Zechuan was taken away like this, and it is estimated that he will never come to him again.

Ji Fanfan went back to the house, looking at the traces of Fu Zechuan left in the room, feeling very bored, he stood leaning on the wall for a long time before he set off to tidy up Fu Zechuan's things.

Fu Zechuan packed three big boxes of things. Ji Fanfan stared at these things in a daze for a while, and then quietly hid the tattered notebook that had been put together again.

Finally, he sent a message to Song Chengcheng, asking him to come and take away Fu Zechuan's things when he was free.

After doing all this, Ji Fanfan went back to work and calmed down his restless heart.

Fu Zechuan was taken back to Fu's house, and was completely grounded.

Even Fu Yue went to plead with Fu Zhentian, but in the end he only got Fu Zhentian's fury.

After all, Fu Yue concealed the matter of Fu Zechuan and Ji Fanfan, which has already touched Fu Zhentian's backlash, and now he has made an exception by not grounding her together.

However, Fu Zechuan was determined to confront Fu Zhentian. At this moment, he was pacing back and forth in the room trying to find a way.

He will definitely not be caught without a fight, he must find a way to escape from here.

When he was locked in, his mobile phone was confiscated, and there was no way to notify other people to rescue him, and there were people guarding the door 24 hours a day.

Fu Zechuan bit his thumb, how should he get out?

He had to get out as soon as possible, not because he was worried that his father would be unfavorable to Ji Fanfan, after all, he was still very clear about his father's behavior style, but because he was worried that Ji Fanfan would leave quietly while he was locked up.

He didn't want to lose him again.

At the same time, he is also very clear that there is only one chance to escape, even if he can sneak out this time, if he still can't keep Ji Fanfan, he may never see him again.

But what method should be used to keep him?

Fu Zechuan racked his brains to think.

Ji Fanfan seems to have always been his problem, but at the beginning Ji Fanfan was pure and kind, a simple and obedient mode in which he believed what he said. Later, his deception was exposed, and Ji Fanfan changed from an easy mode to a difficult mode, but He still doesn't have a long memory, until now he has evolved into a hard-hearted hell mode.

That day, even Ji Fanfan could tear up that notebook as he wanted, and Fu Zechuan was going crazy. What else could he use to keep him? ?