: It is natural to have hatred in life, Shui Changdong (67)

Author: Yaoli

: It is natural to have hatred in life, Shui Changdong (67)

The dark clouds were surging endlessly, like demons dancing in hell, with strong winds tearing and thunder roaring to support them.

Fu Ji went back to the Fu family's old house to pick up some confidential documents. The servants prepared a supper for him. Fu Ji waved his hand and walked towards the study room in a suit and leather suit.

The servant followed him step by step and said: "Master, the old lady...she is ill again."

Fu Ji stopped and turned to the servant.

The servant was startled by his sharp and cold eyes, and hurriedly explained in a low voice: "We have given the medicine to the old lady, but she doesn't take it. She said that we are harming her, and she refuses to take it no matter what..."

The further the words went, the softer the servant's voice became.

Fu Ji frowned slightly for a moment, and the emotions in his deep eyes fluctuated like a raging tide.

He went upstairs to Fu's mother's room.

The lights were on in the room and the curtains were tightly closed. As soon as the woman heard the movement, she immediately looked over with vigilance.

Fu's mother glanced at him blankly, and that face suddenly made her excited, "Xiaoyi, Xiaoyi, you finally came to see me..."

"I'm not Fu Yi." Fu Ji said every word without any expression, "I'm Fu Ji."

His words were like a thunderbolt coming from the blue all over again. Fu Fu's whole body was shaken, and her pupils dilated slightly, as if she had seen an extremely terrifying scene.

The woman backed away, her eyes moving around, full of fear, her voice trembling: "You are Fu Ji, you are Fu Ji... You are here to claim your life, you are not a human being..."

As she spoke, the woman burst into tears, laughing and crying like a madman.

"Why? Why on earth!"

"He is your brother, your biological brother! Why did you do this to him? Why did you do this to me? I shouldn't have given birth to you in the first place! I should have strangled you to death so that you wouldn't come to this world to cause harm to people!"

"How come it wasn't you who died!"

The woman screamed heartbreakingly and cried deafeningly. Her mean and haggard face could no longer see the elegance and beauty of the past.

When she looked at Fu Ji, she felt like she was looking at an enemy whom she hated deeply and resented him deeply.

Out of control, she even rushed over and wanted to slap the tall man, but was easily blocked.

Fu Ji shook off the other party's hand, and the weak woman fell to the ground.

That cold, sculpture-like face was without a trace of emotion, and its dark-black pupils were numb and empty.

He flashed a smile.

Ridiculous and sarcastic.

"I'm dead."

"I would have been dead a long time ago."

The living ones are nothing more than monsters wearing human bodies.

The light above his head was so bright that it seemed as if Fu Ji could hear the sharp and vicious curses of the woman in the room, as well as the sound of objects being thrown from the doorway.

"Come back tonight?" Qingyue's hoarse voice came from the phone.

"I won't come back." He sneered, which was very mean, "I'm looking forward to my return**"

There was no sound over there, and her breathing seemed to be trembling, as if she couldn't believe that he said such words. Maybe she felt that his words were dirty to her ears, and she might hang up the phone.

No matter what, Fu Ji doesn't want to hear anyone's voice now.

"Why don't you say anything? Don't you like it?" He leaned against the wall, tilting the back of his head slightly.

The voice was very frivolous, as if he was teasing a cheap toy.

There was silence on the other side of the phone for several seconds. After a while, a cold voice came, like a breeze.

"Speak nicely."

"Don't say these dirty words."

"You can't be neither big nor small."

He retorted impatiently, "You care about me?"

The person on the other end of the phone sighed very softly, as if helpless, and with a hint of doting that could not be concealed.

"If I don't care about your child's temper, who will care about you?"

This is the second time she has said it.

But he felt very annoyed, so he cooled his tone and said lightly: "It's really annoying."

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Yan Ran received a call from Fu Ji in the middle of the night.

After giving him three words, he hung up the phone.

"Come pick me up."

The address information sent by Fu Ji quickly popped up on the phone.

Yan Ran had no choice but to get up from the bed, quickly put on clothes and hurried over.

When Yan Ran arrived, Fu Ji was leaning against a young lady who was accompanying him. He had his eyes closed, and there was no trace of drunkenness on his face. He didn't look like he was drunk.

Yan Ran walked over.

There were several empty wine bottles on the table. It looked like he had drank a lot, maybe he was really drunk.

Fu Ji, who was drunk, could no longer maintain his human appearance.

"Gone."

Yan Ran stood without touching him.

Fu Ji ignored her, as if he didn't hear her.

Yan Ran patted his cold face with her hand and said, "Go home."

Fu Ji's eyes were opened a little, and his handsome face was incomprehensible.

He said, "Get lost."

He was the one who called Yan Ran over.

He is the one calling Yan Rangun now.

Yan Ran was not angry, "Stop making trouble."

His harsh words were treated mildly, but his heart was not happy at all, and he was even a little angry.

He didn't even know what he was angry about.

Yan Ran seemed to never get angry in front of him, and was always so ordinary. It seemed that everything he did, in Yan Ran's eyes, was just like a child's play or a prank.

He looked very infatuated, as if he really loved him.

Yan Ran wanted to drag him away.

The waitress smiled softly and charmingly, "We're all here to have fun, so just relax."

As he said that, he touched Yan Ran's hand, which was very suggestive.

Yan Ran frowned and quickly took his hand back.

Fu Ji laughed loudly, looking at Yan Ran with a half-smile but not a smile, the corners of his mouth curved in a very bad way, "Let's play together?"

Yan Ran's body stiffened for a moment.

Fu Ji thought Yan Ran would turn around and leave, but she didn't. She just stood quietly for a while and politely asked the waiter if she could leave first.

The waiter was seduced by Yan Ran's beautiful face. Even though she was very experienced, she still blushed at this face and finally reluctantly left.

Fu Ji was still smiling, but it looked cold.

She drove Fu Ji slowly to her home.

When he got home, Yan Ran asked like a little daughter-in-law.

"Why drink so much?"

Fu Ji chuckled:

"What does it have to do with you? I see you are smiling happily at that woman, why don't you just play with her for a while?"

Yan Ran has a pair of beautiful and passionate eyes, with the ends of her eyes raised and glowing red, the same color as peach blossom petals, and she looks full of affection when she looks at people.

Just a smile like that will make anyone fascinated.

She looked at Fu Ji for a while, then she couldn't bear it anymore, and her tone was unusually cold: "If you keep doing this, I'm really going to get angry."

Of course Fu Ji didn't care, so what if he got angry? It's not like Yan Ran gave in first and pretended.

But he still took two steps closer to Yan Ran, grabbed Yan Ran's hand glumly, took out a silk scarf and wiped it, paranoid, morbid and creepy.

I just thought in a simple and depressed way, it was so dirty.

When the skin turned red, he felt a little cleaner.

This story is almost over (Fu Ji may have a lot of extras later, mainly for torture hehe)
Chapter completed!