Mr. Fu's Bai Yueguang is not good

"Enough!" Ms. Liang interrupted him yelling.

After being yelled at by Ms. Liang, Ji Yuanyu could only curl his lips no matter how unwilling he was.

The quarrel in the living room finally alarmed Father Ji who was dealing with official business in the study. Father Ji's two thick black eyebrows were almost frowning. When he came out of the study, he even held a document that he hadn't put down in time. , "What's the noise?!"

He came to the living room, looked at Ji Fanfan whose left face was red and swollen, with tears rolling in his eyes, Ji Yuanyu who had "nothing to do with me" and Ms. Liang who was full of displeasure, and finally sighed, "Fanfan, You come with me."

As soon as Ji Fanfan and Father Ji left, Ji Yuanyu glanced at the closed study door, and muttered a few words in dissatisfaction.

Ms. Liang said annoyedly: "Okay." After reprimanding Ji Yuanyu, she asked again: "Is the relationship between that bitch and Young Master Fu you just said really true?"

Ji Yuanyu sat on the sofa loudly, and said disdainfully: "I also heard from others that Fu Zechuan likes men, heh, it's really fun, that bitch who follows Fu Zechuan desperately will not be able to do it sooner or later." What a good result."

Ms. Liang put her hand on her chin and pondered for a while, then suddenly said: "No matter what their relationship is, don't worry about it in the future, and don't mention it again."

Ji Yuanyu hugged the pillow on the sofa to play, apparently his left ear went in and his right ear went out, "If you don't mention it, don't mention it."

Ms. Liang said sternly: "Listen to me! Didn't you see that Ji Fanfan's eyes were red because of Fu Zechuan just now!"

Ji Yuanyu jumped and said, "I'm afraid of him!"

Ms. Liang gave him a cool look, "The old man is already thinking about making a will. If you want Ji Fanfan to take more, you will make it even worse."

"Hmph, if dad knew that he had such a shameful relationship with Fu, he would surely die of anger on the spot, let alone leave a dime for that bastard."

"I warn you, don't give me these moths at this time! Did you hear me!"

Ji Yuanyu reluctantly agreed, he was bored and played with the corner of the pillow, but gradually a plan was brewed in his heavy eyes.

……

In the huge study room, Ji Fanfan was standing in front of the desk with his head bowed, while Father Ji was sitting in a swivel chair behind the desk.

From the eyes of others, this scene does not look like a father and son, but like a subordinate.

Ji's father rested his elbows on the desk, crossed his hands and propped his chin, and turned his scrutinizing eyes around Ji Fanfan. For all these years, he only knew that he was a taciturn, non-competitive son, and was even beaten by those two. Mother and son won't make trouble if they are bullied, they are really well-behaved, and they are very good at saving trouble for his father, which makes him feel at ease.

But he didn't know that this son would one day meet that unattainable Mr. Fu, and he seemed to have a good relationship.

Father Ji said kindly: "Fanfan, how did you know Mr. Fu?"

The lamp in the study room hung high, like the eyes of an unknown monster, looking down on all of this. The light was so dazzling that Ji Fanfan's head was a little dizzy and his heart was cold.

Father Ji's first question was not about the wound on his face, but about Fu Zechuan.

He said with a wooden face: "I met at the last party."

"You seem to have a good relationship."

"We're friends."

Father Ji nodded in satisfaction, "Okay, okay, friend." He deliberately walked around from behind the desk, walked up to Ji Fanfan, patted Ji Fanfan on the shoulder, and said: "We are always someone we can't afford to offend Mr. Fu." , when you get along with Mr. Fu, you should follow his wishes in everything, you know?"

With a pale face, Ji Fanfan responded softly, "Yes."

Father Ji seemed to have only noticed Ji Fanfan's swollen face until now. He frowned and looked at Ji Fanfan distressedly, "Does it hurt?"

When Ji Fanfan saw him asking about his injury, his dark eyes lighted up slightly, he shook his head, "I'm fine."

Father Ji sighed, his eyes flickered, he hesitated and went to the cabinet under the desk to get a bottle of wound medicine for Ji Fanfan. This bottle of wound medicine was imported and the price was ridiculously expensive, but it was really effective. I usually don't want to use it, but now I give it to Ji Fanfan, which is considered a reluctant parting.

"Fanfan, take this medicine, go back and rub it, and it will recover soon. As for your Aunt Liang..." He sighed heavily, and said weakly, "Don't blame her."

Holding the medicine in his hand, Ji Fanfan nodded obediently, "Yeah."

He has always been sensible and will not embarrass Father Ji.

Ji Fanfan's room was remodeled from a warehouse. In the most remote part of the whole house, the furnishings in the room are also the oldest and the simplest. The only good thing is that there is plenty of sunlight.

Ji Fanfan is like a flower and tree facing the sun, he is very satisfied when there is sunshine.

He pulled the curtains in the room aside, and tied them with straps, so that the bright and warm sunlight could fill the room to the maximum extent, before sitting in front of the mirror and rubbing medicine on himself.

He looked at the wrinkled and delicate nose on his left foot in the mirror. It was only a few days away from Sunday, and he hoped that the injury would heal soon. He didn't want Fu Zechuan to see him like this.

When the cold medicinal solution first touched the skin, the pain became more pronounced. Ji Fanfan was very afraid of the pain. He used to live with his mother, and her mother would take it out on him whenever she was unhappy.

The racks for drying clothes were deformed by the blow, and Ji Fanfan could only endure the severe pain all over his body and curl up in a corner, not daring to say a word.

The bruise on his face now is nothing compared to before, but Ji Fanfan still feels very painful, so painful that he wants to cry.

He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, endured the pain and continued to apply medicine to himself...

At dinner, Ms. Liang and Ji Yuanyu never allowed Ji Fanfan to sit at the same table with them.

Usually, Aunt He, the nanny at home, will prepare some additional meals for Ji Fanfan. After Ji Fanfan goes to the kitchen to get it back, he will stay in his room and finish eating, then clean up, and then help Aunt He with housework.

But today's situation is different. Ji's father asked Ji Fanfan to sit with him for dinner, while Ms. Liang and Ji Yuanyu kept their faces black.

Ji Yuanyu pushed the chair, and the chair and the floor tiles rubbed against each other, making an unpleasant sound, "Don't eat!"

"Sit down!" Father Ji yelled at Ji Yuanyu, but he started to cough violently again because of his poor health.

Ji Fanfan was sitting helplessly at first, seeing Ji's father coughing out of breath, he quickly handed over the water at hand, and stroked his back for him to breathe.

Father Ji nodded to Ji Fanfan gratifiedly after he was overwhelmed, and then said sternly to Ji Yuanyu: "Fanfan is our family, what's wrong with sitting and eating together!"

Ji Yuanyu stiffened his neck and didn't speak, but cursed in his heart, who the hell is his family!

Father Ji held Ji Fanfan's hand in his hand, sighed and patted his hand, "I should have done this a long time ago, alas, I have worked so hard for you for so many years, I hope you don't blame Dad."

Ji Fanfan cautiously raised his head to look at Ji's father, his nose was sore, this was the first time that Ji's father refuted Ms. Liang and Ji Yuanyu's mother and son's face because of him.

Ms. Liang had an ice face on her face, glanced at the picture of father and son loving each other over there, sneered in her heart, and said to Ji Yuanyu who was puffing up, "Sit down and eat."

Ji Yuanyu: "I'm full!"

Ms. Liang: "Sit down when you're full."

Ji Yuanyu always listened to Ms. Liang's words, he spat, and sat down again reluctantly, no matter how the delicate and rich dishes in front of him seemed to be an eyesore, he didn't move a mouthful.

While Ji Fanfan sat stiffly, Ji's father uncharacteristically continued to add food to him, so he could only hold the bowl and eat in small bites, not daring to look at the person opposite.

It can be said that after the whole meal, the atmosphere was extremely weird. Except for Father Ji who was smiling, everyone else either ate uncomfortably, put on a dirty face, or were indifferent throughout.

After finally finishing the meal, Father Ji dragged Ji Fanfan around downstairs for a walk to digest food.

Ji Fanfan could not return to his room until ten o'clock in the evening.

He fell down on his single bed and buried his face in the pillow. Aunt He just changed the pillowcase for him today. It was full of sunshine and smelled particularly good.

Although Ji's father suddenly cared so much about Ji Fanfan that he felt uncomfortable, but Ji's father was his father and his closest relative in this world, this kind of concern was precious.

Ji Fanfan lay on his back, put his right hand at the position of his heart, his brows and eyes were curved, everything really got better and better.

Suddenly the phone vibrated, and Ji Fanfan reached out to grab the phone that he put aside in a good mood.

He clicked on the WeChat page, and saw a red dot in the upper right corner of Fu Zechuan's avatar, with a "1" marked in the dot.

He turned over and sat up, waiting for the location to open the exclusive page belonging to Fu Zechuan, only to see that what Fu Zechuan sent was a photo he took casually.

In the photo is a piece of white paper with the words "Ji Fanfan" written on it. You can vaguely see the light traces of each word outlined on the white paper. , gold-tipped fountain pen.

Ji Fanfan bit his lip and stared at the photo for a long time, his eyes were shining.

He felt that he should reply something, so he flipped through the emoji pack and put on a shy emoji, but then he felt bad and deleted it again. Enter two words in the information field——

"I'm here."

After posting, Ji Fanfan stared at the page and waited for a while. The moment his phone vibrated, his heart also trembled.

Fu Zechuan's reply was only one word, very short——

"good."

Ji Fanfan smiled shyly holding his mobile phone. He wanted to ask what the other party was doing now, and wanted to get to know him little by little like communicating with normal friends.

However, before the message was sent out, there was a rough knock on the door.

Ji Fanfan had no choice but to put down his phone and open the door, "Here we come."

As soon as the door opened, Ji Yuanyu saw Ji Fanfan's white and tender face was covered with a touch of pink, and there was a smile on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, obviously in a good mood.

Ji Yuanyu immediately felt unbalanced in his heart. Damn it, the dinner made Lao Tzu so unhappy, but he was lucky, he dared to be so happy in front of Lao Tzu.

He said angrily, "Get out."