Mr. Fu's Bai Yueguang is not good

Ji Fanfan's thin body shook uncontrollably, he apologized numbly, but his eyes were red, "We can't be together..."

Fu Zechuan suppressed the anger in his heart, and said to him as gently as possible: "You tell me what happened? Did Ji Youwei force you?! You tell me, I will face it with you, okay? ?”

Ji Fanfan's eyes were filled with tears, he felt very tired, tired like never before, choked up and repeated, "I'm sorry..."

Fu Zechuan's hand holding his shoulder tightened angrily, he was willing to talk to him in such a low-key manner, why did he still have to be so angry with him, and still be so stubborn and refused to tell him anything!What the hell is he worrying about!

With a sullen face, Fu Zechuan said coldly: "Ji Fanfan! Don't just challenge my bottom line just because I like you!"

Ji Fanfan lowered his head sadly, weeping silently, the great exhaustion overwhelmed him, he couldn't even stand up, "Don't, force me again..."

Fu Zechuan dragged his sinking body vigorously, and asked again with cold eyes: "What did Ji Youwei say to you?"

Ji Fanfan desperately shook his head, trying to escape Fu Zechuan's restraint. He didn't want to hurt anyone, but he had no choice. He felt like he was standing on the edge of a cliff. The abyss.

While pushing and shoving, Fu Zechuan stepped on the phone that fell on the ground. He frowned and wanted to kick the phone away, but then he thought of something, and suddenly bent down and picked up the phone.

The call on the mobile phone has not been hung up, but the name of the caller displayed on the page is a bright "Dad".

Fu Zechuan clenched his molars and looked at the phone with a gloomy face. No wonder, no wonder Ji Fanfan didn't dare to say a word!It turned out that Father Ji was spying on him!Simply despicable!

He walked to the window with heavy eyes, looked out through the window, and saw a car suddenly parked on the wide avenue.

Fu Zeze stared coldly at the people in the car, suppressed his anger and put the phone next to his ear, and said calmly, "Ji Youwei, right? Let's meet."

He's not asking for his opinion, but a straightforward order.

Although it was embarrassing to be caught on the spot for eavesdropping, Father Ji was also a person who had experienced wind and rain. He quickly adjusted his state and replied righteously: "We have nothing to talk about."

Fu Zechuan narrowed his eyes slightly, "I don't want to talk about Fanfan, but what about the Ji family? You love your small company, right?"

When Ji's father heard him say that, an unknown anger surged into his heart, "Fu Zechuan! Don't bully me too much!"

Fu Zechuan's tone was always very light, "I'm sorry, I prefer to kill people more than bullying too much."

"You!" Father Ji was so angry that his lips were trembling.

"Now, I'll wait for you right here! If you don't come, you'll have to close the door tomorrow for liquidation." Fu Zechuan glanced at the distraught Ji Fanfan, and added four more words with gloomy eyes, "Do what you say .”

Father Ji could only go back to the rental house with a blue face, looking at Fu Zechuan almost wanted to kill him.

At this moment, they were sitting on the side alone, fighting against each other, while Ji Fanfan was ordered by Father Ji to sit beside him.

"Let's make a price." Fu Zechuan said this sentence calmly.

Father Ji stood up abruptly. This was definitely a naked humiliation. He asked, "What do you mean!"

Ji Fanfan also raised his pale face and looked at him in disbelief.

Fu Zechuan raised his eyes calmly, "It's not interesting to talk about business."

He sat up straight and looked at Ji's father sharply, "Mr. Ji, you don't care much about Fanfan, do you? Why pretend?"

Ji's father snorted coldly, "Mr. Fu is really a good parent, which opened Ji's eyes!"

Fu Zechuan's face was very cold, "Don't talk about being educated or uneducated. Mr. Ji, do you dare to say that you have a clear conscience towards Fanfan? You let the Liang family bully him, ignore him, and disrespect him. His thoughts are forced to impose his own thoughts on him, Mr. Ji, I want to ask, do you really know what Fanfan wants?"

He pressed on step by step and continued: "You force him to act according to your ideas, and if you resist at the slightest, you will be cold-eyed, huh." Fu Zechuan smiled mockingly, saying every word, "In the end, you just want to use Such oppression to emphasize one's status and try to hide the fact that one is a failed father."

Ji's father was stunned by his sharp words. When the fig leaf was torn off, what was exposed was the mottled embarrassment that could not be seen. Ji's father roared, "Shut up! You are talking nonsense!"

Fu Zechuan was too lazy to argue with him, "Is it nonsense, Mr. Ji, you know it well."

Ji's father turned to Ji Fanfan: "Have you seen it, Fanfan? This is the person you say you like, and this is the good person you say! This is how he persecuted your father, have you seen it clearly!"

Ji Fanfan was very confused, "Dad..."

"Who is persecuting him!" Fu Zechuan pointed coldly at the hypocritical Father Ji, "If you were really good for Fanfan, you wouldn't have kept him locked up in the first place, and you wouldn't be between your career and Fanfan. He decisively chose the former, Mr. Ji, is it interesting for you to be so secretive?"

Father Ji clutched his heart and panted heavily, obviously out of anger. Suddenly, his face showed pain and he groaned uncomfortably.

Ji Fanfan nervously planned to help him, but Fu Zechuan said in a cool tone, "You better be really sick. I have a professional doctor here who can check you up. If you need it, they can give you a checkup in 5 minutes." Get here within a few days." He took out the phone as he spoke.

The lie was exposed on the spot, and Ji's father's face was turned blue and white with anger. He had never seen such a difficult person as Fu Zechuan!

It's utterly abominable!

Ji Fanfan was slightly relieved when he saw that Ji's father was sitting sullenly, and there was no sign of sudden illness.

Not to be outdone, Ji's father replied, "Then may I ask Mr. Fu, do you have a clear conscience for Fanfan?"

Fu Zechuan smiled, "This is between me and him, so don't worry about it."

The corner of Ji's father's mouth twitched, and Fu Zechuan asked him a series of questions without panting, but when it came to Fu Zechuan himself, it became "it has nothing to do with you, don't ask more questions"!

It really makes no sense!

Father Ji simply put on airs of an elder, "Fanfan is my son, and I have the duty to teach him."

Fu Zechuan lowered his eyes, "Fanfan is already an adult, he has the right to choose freely, let alone—"

He smiled brightly, "To put it bluntly, you are just a half-way father. Isn't it too thick-skinned to talk about teaching Fanfan?"

If he could vomit blood, Ji's father had already vomited three liters of blood, and Fu Zechuan's every sentence pierced his heart. Ji's father really hated himself for not being able to control the onset of the disease at any time, so now he could only sit with a livid face.

Fu Zechuan said again: "Tell me, how can you not prevent Fanfan from being with me?"

Father Ji resolutely said: "Don't even think about it, unless I die. Fanfan will be spoiled by you only because he has known you!"

"Do you have any misunderstandings? We are obviously very happy together, Fanfan, don't you think so?" Fu Zechuan looked at Ji Fanfan with deep affection in his eyes.

Ji Fanfan lowered his head and dared not answer, but clenched his hands on his knees tightly.

Father Ji really wanted to rush forward to block that hooligan's sight!Take a look, see what to see!Shameless!

He spoke loudly, as if he wanted to make him more imposing in this way, so as to create a sense of oppression for others, "Anyway, I can't agree, you're dead."

Fu Zechuan looked at him with a smile, "Mr. Ji, I respect you for being an elder to be patient, but my temper is also very bad."

He has never been accommodating to other people's temperament. He has always said that one is one, and two is two. Others dare not even speak loudly to him.

That is to say, now that Ji Fanfan is a special case, he is willing to accommodate him, and he is also willing to be more patient with those around him, but it does not mean that his temper has really restrained.

Ji's father didn't care too much, and accused him: "Mr. Fu, you are tearing up with me. Do you think Fanfan will be with you? You were wrong from the beginning. I am doing it for Fanfan's good. He is with you." , he will definitely regret it in the future!"

Fu Zechuan raised his eyebrows coldly, "What is right and what is wrong?"

Father Ji stood on the commanding heights of morality, and accused him arrogantly, "You guys! It's out of place! Mr. Fu, you are also a person with a reputation, don't you feel ashamed?"

"I don't think so."

Fu Zechuan's answer was very calm, as if he was just answering a common-sense question, but his answer stirred up waves in Ji Fanfan's heart. He subconsciously raised his head to look at Fu Zechuan, and the moving light in his eyes quietly turned.

Fu Zechuan took it for granted: "It's normal to like anyone, Mr. Ji is too narrow."

"You!" Fu Zechuan couldn't be said no matter what he said, which made Father Ji very angry, but there was nothing he could do.

Fu Zechuan stared at Ji Fanfan and said calmly: "President Ji, my feelings for Fanfan will not be changed because of your opinion. I will not agree to Fanfan's unilateral breakup, and this is proposed under your coercion."

"Dad..." Ji Fanfan suddenly said, he felt that Fu Zechuan was able to face Ji's father and fight for him, so he should respond, so that he was worthy of him.

He held his hands tightly, using this method to increase his courage, "Dad, I never begged you for anything, only this thing, I beg you..."

His tone was humble, but with firm stubbornness.

"Snapped!"

Father Ji slapped him hard angrily.

Just this time, Ji Fanfan's fair face turned red a lot, and swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Fu Zechuan looked at Ji Fanfan's red and swollen face, the deepest darkness was hidden in his gloomy pupils, and the veins on the back of his hands popped out! ?