Mr. Fu's Bai Yueguang is not good

The expected slap did not fall, Ji Fanfan slowly opened his eyes, and his stepmother, Ms. Liang, was also in this corner at some point.

Ms. Liang looked at Ji Fanfan coldly, pressed down Ji Yuanyu's raised hand, glanced at Ji Fanfan, and said coldly, "If you want to clean him up, don't clean him up here. Not only will you lose face, but you will also dirty your hands."

Ji Yuanyu had nowhere to release his anger, so he had to snort heavily, then gouged Ji Fanfan with his eyes, stomped his foot unwillingly and said, "It's cheap for you!"

Ms. Liang's disgust for Ji Fanfan, the illegitimate child, overflowed the screen even more. With her newly manicured fingers, she twisted the zipper of her brand-name bag and opened it. open mouth--

"Old Ji asked me to bring you to the banquet and I did, now you can get out, don't be an eyesore here."

Ji Fanfan bit his lips so painfully that the few red bills that fell lightly on the ground trampled his dignity on the ground.

Even though Ji Yuanyu and Ms. Liang left this corner for a long time, his face was still sore from their taunts.

In the end, he didn't pick up those red notes, and turned around to leave this place.

After walking out of the suffocating banquet hall, the fresh air outside blows away the oppressive atmosphere a lot, and the quiet environment always makes the mood more peaceful.

The front garden of the villa was lit with dazzling headlights, which dispelled a lot of the darkness brought by the night, leaving large areas of white snow on the ground.

Ji Fanfan stood in the light. After leaving Ji's house, he will live his own life. He will earn money by himself. It is not a problem to support himself. He will have a very good future of his own. He believes in it.

"Dang bang."

The sound of the glass smashing to the ground was extremely clear in the silent environment, so clear that Ji Fanfan's heart skipped a beat.

Ji Fanfan looked at the tall man who bumped into him in bewilderment.

The man obviously drank too much, and his cheeks were flushed. Due to the light, half of his face was in the light, and half of his face was hidden in the darkness.

And when he looked down at the large smeared red wine stain on his chest, his whole face became distorted as if covered by great anger, and he stared fiercely at Ji Fanfan's thin and thin body, "You don't have fucking eyes, you!"

Ji Fanfan stabilized his beating heart and opened his mouth, "I...it was you who hit me."

The man yelled angrily: "You have reason!"

Ji Fanfan took a step back in shock, and clasped his hands tightly in front of his chest, as if such an action would give him the courage to face this vicious man. He continued to defend stubbornly, "I didn't, I didn't hit you."

The man turned his face sideways, grabbed Ji Fanfan's wrist suddenly, pulled his fingers to the red wine stain on his chest, and said angrily: "It's not you!? Then how do you think I got this stain!? ah!"

Ji Fanfan's hands were shaking, his eyes were red, tears were rolling in his eyes stubbornly, his breathing was messed up, but he insisted on not screaming, and he was still making a pale excuse for himself: "I didn't, really!"

"Don't tell me that I don't have it! My clothes are very valuable. Tell me, how do you pay for it?"

Ji Fanfan choked with sobs, his soft voice trembling helplessly, "It's not me, why should I pay..."

Although his voice was very small, it was still enough for the man to hear clearly, enough to make him fly into a rage, "No compensation!"

He grabbed Ji Fanfan's wrist even harder, "I don't have the habit of admitting bad luck! Let me tell you, if you can't afford it—"

The man squinted his eyes, shooting out a dangerous and greedy edge from those cloudy eyeballs, he looked Ji Fanfan up and down with that extremely uncomfortable gaze.

I saw that the boy in front of me was fair and handsome, tall and thin-boned, and his pitiful appearance with tears in his eyes was even more touching than that of a woman. Such a person is definitely very popular in some special occasions.

The man stared at Ji Fanfan with a wicked smile, and his words were mixed with secret emotions that made people feel physically uncomfortable, "Then you will pay for it yourself."?