Mr. Fu's Bai Yueguang is not good

Uncle Ma unscrewed the cap of the water bottle and stuffed the water into Ji Fanfan's hands, "So you figured it out later, and you left the headquarters because you had a new pursuit?"

Ji Fanfan took a sip of the water and responded lightly, "Yes."

"However, now I realize that those pursuits of mine are still illusory, and I'm still as useless as before..." His eye circles were stained a little red, and the sockets of his eyes were sour.

Uncle Ma said angrily: "Who said you are useless! I beat him!"

Ji Fanfan sniffed, "But if I'm useful, why can't I always help Zechuan..."

Uncle Ma choked, "Well, you chose the wrong reference, don't compare yourself with Fu Zechuan, think more about those who are worse than you." After all, how many people in this world can compare with the Fu family? As for the father and son, anyone who encounters the matter of the Fu family's father and son will be confused.

Ji Fanfan lowered his head. Since he was a child, he has been urged to grow up. He can't learn to be a bad fish, he can't learn to be a salted fish. He knew too early that if he didn't work hard, he would be abandoned, and he had tasted the feeling of being abandoned. , so he is more sensitive than ordinary people, more afraid of losing, and his nerves are always tense.

Uncle Ma comforted him: "Yue, relax, you are already very good, Uncle Ma was still doing assholes when he was your age."

Ji Fanfan lowered his eyes and gave a sullen "hmm", then he got up and walked into the cabin.

He entered his own small room, took off his shoes and coat, lay quietly on the bed, closed his eyes and rested.

He knew that the bottle of water that Uncle Ma had given him had been spiked, but it didn't matter, he really needed a good night's sleep.

Only when he fell asleep would he not be cranky, and he would not be so sad.

It's just that the eyes that were deliberately closed still couldn't control the overflow of tears.

He was so sad, the thoughts in his head were so strong that his heart ached, he couldn't help thinking that this time Fu Zechuan snubbed him again... Does it mean that he was abandoned again...

Thinking of this, Ji Fanfan's hands and feet were cold, and even his heart, which had finally warmed up, was about to break.

Fu Zechuan is like a hurdle that he can never get over, time and time again, he always falls in the same place.

Ji Fanfan covered himself with a quilt to cover up his fragility.

Fu Zechuan, don't play tricks on me anymore, I really can't bear it...

The boat that left the island sailed all the way, and after landing smoothly, Ji Fanfan separated from Liming's people and returned to Wang's house alone.

It was already midnight when he returned to Wang's house. Wang Duo heard that he was going home, so he didn't sleep all the time, so he sat on the sofa and waited for him.

Ji Fanfan walked into this home that still belonged to him exhausted, his eyes suddenly turned red again.

Seeing his haggard look, Wang Duo immediately frowned, "Why did you become like this after only leaving home for a while?"

Ji Fanfan's tears fell uncontrollably, his nose was red, and he shouted aggrievedly: "Dad..."

Wang Duo had always treated Ji Fanfan as his own son, and now his heart ached, and he asked, "Did that Fu bully you?"

Sadly, Ji Fanfan used his arms to cover the tears that kept overflowing from his eyes, and wept bitterly.

Surprised, Wang Duo quickly got up and hugged him comfortingly, but found that Ji Fanfan had lost a lot of weight during the time he went out.

His cheap son was already very thin, but now he was almost a skeleton, and the anger in Wang Duo's heart suddenly rose.

Originally, he thought that his cheap son lived with Fu Zechuan, and the two of them must have a good life, but now it seems that not only is his life not good, but it is also very bad!

"What happened? Tell Dad!" Wang Duo said loudly, if his cheap son was bullied, he Wang Duo would definitely seek justice!

Ji Fanfan shook his head and looked at him eagerly, "Dad, can I stay here?"

Wang Duo replied without hesitation, "Of course, this is your home!"

His words loosened the tension in Ji Fanfan's heart, fortunately he still has a home.

He dragged his heavy body back to the clean and comfortable room, but there was still no news on his phone.

What is he still waiting for...

Ji Fanfan's hand holding the phone gradually tightened, his fingertips turning white.

After a while, he suddenly let go of his hand, allowing the phone to slide to the ground and make a muffled sound.

He closed his eyes, stopped looking at the phone, and curled himself up sideways.

At this moment, a black car slowly stopped not far from Wang's house.

Song Loulan asked the dazed person in the backseat of the car through the rearview mirror, "Tang Feng asked me to bring you a message, contact him, and don't let him think wildly. Besides, I didn't say, since you are here, why don't you Why don't you go in and meet him?"

Fu Zechuan subconsciously stroked the scar at the end of his left eyebrow.

This scar spread from the end of the eyebrow to the zygomatic arch, and it looked extremely hideous on Ruyu's face.

He is disfigured...

Fu Zechuan muttered to himself, "If he sees me like this, will he dislike me..."

Song Loulan glanced at him, "Anyway, I don't like defective products. As for whether he will dislike you, I don't know. Maybe you can ask him directly."

Fu Zechuan lowered his eyes to hide the desolation in his eyes. The reason why the question became a question was because the answer had not yet come out. Once the answer came out, no matter whether the answer was good or bad, he could only accept it.

But if it's an answer you don't want, it's better to let the question be the question in the first place.

He simply couldn't accept that Ji Fanfan would dislike him because of his disfigurement, and he couldn't afford to bet on even a one in ten thousand chance.

After a long time, Fu Zechuan withdrew his nostalgic eyes from Wang's house, and said in a low voice——

"Fu Zhentian should wake up."

Song Loulan raised his eyebrows, Fu Zhentian woke up early, it's not because you insist on coming here to see things and think about others, and you are too scared to enter the door.

Song Loulan turned the steering wheel and drove towards Fu's old house.

In the old house of the Fu family, Fu Zhentian was so angry that he smashed his tablet when he heard the news that his years of hard work had been ruined.

When Fu Zechuan pushed open the door, he happened to see him smashing the tablet into pieces. He raised his eyelids slightly, and walked over as if nothing had happened, "You are so angry, beware of sudden death."

Fu Zhentian said sullenly: "Isn't that exactly what you want!"

"Whether you die or not has no effect on me." Fu Zechuan said affectionately.

Fu Zhentian's eyes were about to burst, "I underestimated you! Now you dare to confront me blatantly!"

Fu Zechuan didn't care about his words at all, he lightly placed a USB flash drive in front of him, "You and I know exactly what you have been doing charity for these years."

He was playing with the USB flash drive, which reflected a dangerous glint under the light, "Guess what will happen if I make these things public?"

"How dare you!!" Fu Zhen roared angrily.

Fu Zechuan smiled playfully, "Don't worry, no one knows about these things at present, and you are still safe."

"However, if you dare to attack Fanfan again, I don't guarantee that these things will be made public by accident."

"Cough, cough, cough." The overwhelming anger made Fu Zhentian cough again and again.

"Fu Zhentian, if you don't kill me, I will leave you alive." As he spoke, Fu Zechuan's eyes became colder, "But if you do unnecessary things, I don't mind if you die!"

He hooked his lips and smiled very coldly, "You taught me this, you won't forget it, right?"

Fu Zhentian roared with red eyes, "Fu Zechuan!!!"

Fu Zechuan looked at him leisurely, his tone was light and cold, "I can hear you what you are shouting."

Fu Zhentian really regretted not killing him early, so that now that his wings are hardened, he dared to threaten him!

"Bastard!"

The more he scolded, the happier Fu Zechuan smiled, "Mom will be back tomorrow, put away your claws, live a good life with Mom, and have a peaceful old age."

"Nizi! I should have strangled you when you were born!"

Fu Zechuan mocked: "Unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret in the world."

He stood up leisurely, and said sarcastically, "Dear father, take a good rest."

His words successfully made Fu Zhentian's complexion even uglier.

Fu Zechuan stepped out of the door, and outside the door was Fu Yue with red eyes.

He raised his lips and smiled, "Sister."

Fu Yuehong didn't step forward, she just asked softly, "Are you injured?"

Fu Zechuan shrugged, "Everything is fine."

Fu Yue stared at the conspicuous scar on the end of his brow, and lowered his head weakly, "Then dad... is he okay?"

Fu Zechuan said without changing his face: "He is very good."

Fu Yue bit her lip, twisted the hem of her skirt with her hanging hands, and struggled: "I'll go see him..."

Fu Zechuan didn't say anything, he and Fu Yue passed by, went downstairs, and drove back to his house.

If he stayed here with Fu Zhentian for a second longer, he would despise it.

After returning to his home, Fu Zechuan pulled the black tie that tied his neck, took off his suit jacket, and walked into the bathroom.

He soaked his whole body in the bathtub, and his body gradually relaxed.

He stared blankly at the ceiling, obviously everything was settled, but why was his heart still empty...

He closed his eyes, and the slowly rising water vapor rendered his graceful silhouette somewhat blurred.

Suddenly, the mobile phone that was placed aside rang.

Fu Zechuan reached out to take it, but his hand slipped, and the phone slipped into the bathtub.

By the time he fished it out, the phone call had already been hung up.

He glanced at the contact person on the call, and threw the phone aside in disinterest after seeing the word "Song Chengcheng".

Fu Zechuan soaked in the bath for a long time, until the water was a little cold before he got up, put on casual clothes and walked out of the bathroom.

The bathroom was close to the kitchen. He walked into the kitchen, took out a bottle of red wine from the cupboard, opened the lid, poured a glass and drank it down.

The mellow wine slipped into the throat, but it was tasteless and boring.

After Fu Zechuan drank a cup, he didn't want to drink anymore.

With his shoes on, he walked into the living room like a wandering soul, but suddenly his footsteps stopped!

His eyes were fixed on the person sitting on the sofa, and his breathing was slightly short of breath.

I saw that the person he had never dared to face was sitting there quietly at this moment.

Ji Fanfan also looked up, meeting Fu Zechuan's deep eyes.

His eyes were wet, condensed with a glimmer of light, and he fixedly looked at the person he was thinking about day and night. ?