Now Fu Ling is not half as charming as when she first met him. He looks like an emotionally frustrated young man. Fu Ling cried all night, and Fu Ruoyu also stood all night. She, she seems to have underestimated the man's love for her mother. like
The man had been passive for about half a month. He was still a stern old man. He rushed into the door and beat the man severely. He couldn't stop mumbling about being unfilial, unfilial, how could I be like you? child
Fu Ruoyu was hiding alone in the crack of the door. He couldn't bear it any longer. He rushed up to protect Fu Ling and said, "I don't allow you to hit dad."
The old man looked Fu Ruoyu up and down, and said angrily to the man: "Is this the child of you and that woman?" Why are there such similarities between the eyebrows? Huh, it is indeed the child of that woman, and there are things that he doesn't like. Personality, nosy, although this is what I thought in my heart, but the movements of my hands stopped.
The man glanced at Fu Ruoyu and said expressionlessly: "No, no." If it was true, then he would have laughed out of his dreams. If he and Yurou's child was still there, Yurou would be such a soft-hearted person. No matter how much people hate themselves, they will never treat their bodies like that.
"No, hum, I knew that this little baby looks so annoying, and it's not the child of that woman." Mr. Fu didn't even think about mentioning the thought he had just now, that was just forgetfulness. Just forget.
"Dad, Dad, don't say that." Fu Ling coughed a few times and said, his pale lips looking particularly pitiful.
Mr. Fu looked at Fu Ling's desperate look. After all, he couldn't bear to say the words in his heart. He just said: "Okay, I don't want to talk about that woman, but you must cheer up for me tomorrow." , I will see a different you tomorrow, otherwise..." Mr. Fu did not continue, snorted coldly and left.
Fu Ling naturally understands Mr. Fu's temper. Now that the words have been spoken, he will do it no matter what.
"Dad, here it is." Fu Ruoyu held a piece of paper in his small hand and looked at Fu Ling with wet eyes.
When Fu Ling saw Fu Ruoyu's face, he paused, then pushed Fu Ruoyu to the ground indifferently, and said condescendingly: "Just mind your own business. It's not your turn to care about mine."
"Dad." Fu Ruoyu said bitterly, and all the tears in her eyes fell down uncontrollably. She didn't understand why, after just a few days, Fu Ling's attitude towards her was so different.
Fu Ling didn't want to see the bitter look on Fu Ruoyu's face, but frowned impatiently and said, "You should be lucky, lucky that I promised Yurou to raise you well, otherwise, I will strangle you to death now." You have your heart, you know?" Fu Ling's last few words seemed to be squeezed out from between his own teeth.
Fu Ruoyu was frightened by the cruelty in Fu Ling's tone, and stared at Fu Ling blankly. Fu Ling didn't want to show any more mercy to the substitute he had found, and then rushed out the door.
"The little girl didn't know what happened at first. She just felt that her heart hurt at that time, as if there was a big hole missing. She comforted herself and said, It doesn't matter, everything will be fine. Maybe, maybe, he I’m just in a bad mood.”
(End of chapter)