Mr. Fu's Bai Yueguang is not good

The three words "illegitimate child" were like an extremely sharp white blade, piercing him with blood and making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

He wanted to tell them loudly that he was not an illegitimate child, he was not!

But who would believe him?

After all, it is a fact that Father Ji and his mother were not married, and it is also a fact that his mother conceived before marriage.

In the eyes of others, the word "illegitimate child" is a label stuck on his forehead, a label that cannot be removed even if the flesh is torn.

Ji Fanfan almost ran away and left there. He thought that as long as he ran fast enough, those people and those harsh words would not be able to catch up with him.

"Ah, I'm sorry." With teary eyes, he bumped into someone in a panic, and didn't even dare to look up to see who he bumped into. After a hasty apology, he was about to leave.

Unexpectedly, the man clasped his wrist, and a low, flowing voice sounded from above his head, "We met again, why are you crying again?"

Ji Fanfan was taken aback for a moment, then looked up, and it turned out to be the man he met on the balcony just now.

Fu Zechuan saw that his eyes were full of tears, and he looked pitiful. His heart moved, and he reached out his hand to wipe away his tears.

But just as his hand touched that warm cheek, Ji Fanfan took a big step back helplessly.

Ji Fanfan was so nervous that he didn't know how to put his hands and feet, he stumbled and said, "Yes, I'm sorry..."

Fu Zechuan stared at him intently, his gentle voice was very soothing, he smiled, "You have already apologized just now."

Ji Fanfan's palms were covered with fine sweat, sticky and stuck to his palms, as if his throat was covered, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

Fu Zechuan took out a handkerchief and handed it to Ji Fanfan who dared not approach him, "Wipe it."

The handkerchief was made of very soft silk, with two layers of dark blue lace delicately woven on the edge. It was folded into a square shape and was held by Fu Zechuan in his hand, matching his slender and beautiful fingers.

Seeing Ji Fanfan staring blankly at the handkerchief but not reaching for it, he patiently smiled and said, "Don't take it yet?"

Ji Fanfan pursed his lips, raised his eyes to look at him in panic, and lowered his head in shock when he met Fu Zechuan's smiling eyes, and carefully stretched out his hands to catch Jingui's handkerchief.

Fu Zechuan looked at the nervous man written all over his body in front of him, and wanted to say something, when a voice suddenly interrupted his unspoken words.

"Isn't this Young Master Fu? What a coincidence."

The familiar voice behind him made Ji Fanfan's back stiff. It was the voice of the person who just laughed at him in the bathroom.

Ji Fanfan didn't want to be insulted by them again, so he lowered his head, thanked Fu Zechuan quickly, and left quickly.

Holding the handkerchief in his hand, he walked fast, and his heart beat fast. This was the first time he got the first kindness in this place called High Society.

He walked to a more remote corner before he dared to stop, picked up the handkerchief and looked at it gratefully, but found that he was too flustered just now, and the good handkerchief was badly creased by him.

Ji Fanfan smoothed out the creases of the handkerchief annoyed. Fortunately, the creases had not been formed for a long time, and the creases disappeared after a few strokes.

Then he carefully put the precious handkerchief full of kindness into his pocket.

I don't know his name, but he must be a good guy.

Ji Fanfan stretched his brows, showing the only sincere smile tonight.

"What are you doing here!"

Ji Fanfan's hands trembled, but he calmed down quickly, subconsciously pinching the seam of his trousers with his fingers hanging by his side, raised his head to face the impatient person in front of him, and said softly, "Xiaoyu..."

Ji Yuanyu stepped on shiny leather shoes, and combed his hair meticulously, but the huddled eyebrows were chopped with an ax on the chiseled face, which made people look in a bad mood.

He stood proudly in front of Ji Fanfan, and swept the ends of his eyes at Ji Fanfan in disgust. The more he looked at him, the more stinky his face became, and he said disdainfully: "Whoever allowed you to call me, I will open a dyeing workshop if you give me some color!"

He put his hands on his chest, swept Ji Fanfan up and down contemptuously, and said angrily: "I don't know what Dad thinks, let you come out to embarrass me, and I would feel ashamed when I stand with you, hey, if you are sensible It’s time to leave early, don’t just stay there and lower our value for nothing.”

Ji Fanfan's hands hanging by his sides were clenched tightly, but his short nails still made his palms ache. He obviously didn't do anything, and he couldn't even speak to Ji Yuanyu for a month, but in front of him, He was wrong about everything, even being alive was wrong.

"The driver...the driver said he would wait for you...to go together..."

Ji Fanfan plucked up the courage to give the reason why Ji Yuanyu just questioned him. He thought that this reason would be enough for Ji Yuanyu to stop embarrassing him. Black pot bottom, "You pig brain, can't you hail a taxi? At worst, can't you take a bus? I've never seen such a stupid person."

Ji Fanfan's face was flushed with grievance, he didn't have any money on him.

And the young master in front of him who doesn't look straight at people has completely forgotten that on the day Ji's father gave Ji Fanfan pocket money, he forced Ji Fanfan into a corner, tore off the check in his hand, and shouted loudly. Accused him, "It's just a foreign bastard, why use my family's money!"

After scolding, he even threatened Ji Fanfan not to tell Father Ji, otherwise he would make him look good.

In fact, when Ji Fanfan was first brought home by Ji's father, his stepmother slapped him several times in private, but when Ji's father saw Ji Fanfan's red and swollen face, Ji's father just told him to understand, Home and everything prosper, there is nothing else.

Father Ji, his biological father, would never seek justice for him.

Ji Fanfan knew this.

And the reason why he is still staying in Ji's house is because Ji's father repaired his mother's tomb so that his mother can't even have a decent tomb, and because Ji's father is seriously ill now, and time is running out ...

So when facing Ji Yuanyu's difficulties, Ji Fanfan just told himself that he would leave here sooner or later, and everything here, whether it was people, things or money, had nothing to do with him.

Seeing that Ji Fanfan didn't say a word, Ji Yuanyu immediately felt depressed and powerless as he punched the cotton. This feeling of being ignored made him even more furious, "I think you need to clean up!" Hit Ji Fanfan.

Ji Fanfan resigned to his fate and closed his eyes. Ji Yuanyu couldn't afford to offend him, not to mention that Ji Yuanyu had a stepmother behind him. If he offended Ji Yuanyu, he offended his stepmother. Can't afford to toss...

It's just a slap, and it's over after a while. ?