mtl008 264: Brother, brother, brother, big brother?
264: Brother, brother, brother, big brother?
Fu Fengzhao is not so cruel as to think that every grievance has its perpetrator and every debt has its creditor. He would never bother with the child.
He moved his lips and was about to say something when Fu Yueci next to him spoke with an unhappy look on his face, directed at Qingqing.
"Sister, no one dares to be mean to you while your brother is here."
After saying that, he stood in front of Qingqing and looked at Fu Fengzhao without giving in at all.
He was very serious. He stretched out a finger and shook it in front of Fu Fengzhao's eyes, and said solemnly, "The Fu family will never allow the existence of Qingqing's black fans."
Fu Fengzhao looked at him expressionlessly and remained silent.
The person who was speaking was still thinking to himself, "Since this is your first offense, I will punish you by not allowing you to take Qingqing out to play from today until you return to school. This is just a small punishment. As for the time you and Qingqing spend playing alone, I will inherit it."
As he spoke, the corners of his lips curled up slightly and a smile flashed in his eyes.
I was so happy that I couldn't help laughing until I walked behind him.
As he grinned meaninglessly, silence spread throughout the space.
Suddenly, Fu Fengzhao raised his hand.
Fu Yueci subconsciously thought he was going to be beaten, so he put away his playful smile.
Because he felt that his eldest brother was a bit like his father. Not only did they have similar temperaments and personalities, but they also had similar experiences. His eldest brother had beaten him, and his father had also beaten him.
Thinking that his sister was behind him, he did not retreat and confronted him fearlessly.
Fu Fengzhao raised his hand and placed it on his face. His porcelain-white, clean fingers pinched the flesh on his face with such force that the area turned white.
He had a cold and expressionless handsome face, his eyes were as deep as the sea, and the flower of Gaoling was suddenly shocked.
"What kind of monster are you? Get out of my brother's body."
Fu Yueci slapped his hand away, stepped aside and covered his face. It didn't hurt at all, because he knew his elder brother was just joking with him.
But he was still a little dissatisfied, "Big brother is crazy about school."
Fu Fengzhao shifted his gaze downwards to the little girl's face.
The little girl who had just witnessed the scene was terrified and subconsciously covered her face.
Because she used too much force, her mouth was blocked and her soft baby voice was muffled.
"You are not a demon, the tonic is pulling my face!"
Fu Fengzhao stared at her for a while, and suddenly sighed, as if he had thought of something.
Xiaoyue has done a lot of harm to others. He has turned a good girl into a fool.
Thinking of the unreliable people in this family, he expressed his understanding.
In this environment, it is difficult for children not to be led astray.
He was helpless, and said to the little girl holding his face in a nonchalant tone, "I won't pull you, let it go."
The little girl obediently put down her hands, then ran behind her grandfather, poked her little head out from beside his legs, and looked at him curiously.
She is obsessed with looks, and if someone good-looking keeps staring at her, she will get shy.
But she also wanted to see beautiful people, so every time she met one, she would take a few more furtive glances at them, feeling very stealthy.
Fu Xueji, who was passing by below, looked up and saw the person standing upstairs, and walked to the bottom.
"Grandpa, is Qingqing here?"
The little girl was too short, even shorter than the fence, and Fu Xueji couldn't see her.
When Qingqing heard her name, she let go of her grandfather's legs, walked to the fence, and looked down through the gap.
"I'm here, brother."
Fu Xueji saw the pink fur coming out of the gap. He smiled, his eyes brightening, and spoke in a slightly nagging tone, as if coaxing a child.
"It's okay. I missed you a little, so I came to see what you were doing."
Mr. Fu and Fu Yueci both looked as if they were used to it, but Fu Fengzhao's eyelids twitched violently. He walked to the fence and looked down.
Yes, it is indeed Xiaoxue.
Who made his brother like this?
"Let's go, let's go downstairs to play with Third Brother." Fu Yueci turned to Fu Fengzhao and said, "Big Brother, you go back to sleep. We're going downstairs."
But Fu Fengzhao couldn't sleep at all, so he followed him down silently.
After seeing Fu Xueji, the little girl became visibly more active.
She chuckled, jumped up and down, very happy, and said to herself as if to amuse herself: "The only one missing is the last brother!"
Everyone who heard this was laughing, except Fu Fengzhao who paused.
The characteristics that grandpa just summarized are correct. He is quite sensitive.
For example——
Brother, brother, brother, big brother.
He was left behind alone, frowning fiercely, with a look that said "keep away from strangers", even making people feel cold and indifferent.
But the questions in my mind were surprisingly naive.
The little girl over there has already asked about the time difference, but he is still here worrying about his older brother and older brother.
Fu Yueci said that the time difference is that the country over there is six hours behind here.
The little girl opened her mouth slightly, looking confused as she thought about this question that was beyond her understanding.
Fu Xueji patiently explained to her that the two of them sat on both sides, sandwiching Qingqing in the middle. As for Old Man Fu, he was squeezed directly to the opposite side.
"It's just that you've already finished breakfast and gone to school, but your brother is still sleeping."
Qingqing understood this metaphor. She nodded in confusion, "I understand. Thank you, brother."
She didn't understand at all. What she was thinking was that the eldest brother was quite a sleeper.
The little girl was thinking about it by herself, and the two people next to her were actively helping her. She kept calling them "brothers" and asking them stupid questions or thanking them.
Fu Fengzhao didn't think about it anymore. He could force himself to divert his attention, but the little girl who was curious about him wanted to talk to him.
She mustered up the courage to speak to him, and as soon as she opened her mouth, she was exposed.
...
At night, in a private room of an entertainment venue.
The lights are dim and the atmosphere is ambiguous and hazy.
A handsome man was sitting in the corner, a little out of the way, but everyone inside was surrounding him.
He was holding a red wine glass in his hand, his eyes fixed on the lamp with a somewhat vacant look. He looked elegant and noble, with the demeanor of a young man from a wealthy family, like a flower blooming on a high mountain, but you never knew what was going on in his mind.
He is just between a man and a teenager, which can easily arouse women's desire to conquer him.
The women who were brought here were eager to make something happen. Finally, one of them couldn't hold back any longer, so she walked over, bent down, and handed over her cell phone.
Whether intentional or not, her figure is clearly visible from this angle.
Fu Fengzhao came to his senses and politely blocked the extended cell phone with the red wine glass in his hand.
"Sorry." No, no reason.
The woman retreated disappointedly, her eyes lingering again and again with reluctance.
In the box, several people who were on good terms with Fu Fengzhao looked at each other and moved closer, but kept a distance.
They are really curious.
"Brother Zhao, what happened to you tonight?"
"He's been like this since the fight. Is he hurt by a relationship or something?"
"Tell us what's bothering you and we'll give you some advice."
Fu Fengzhao placed the wine glass on the coffee table in front of him, his eyes gloomy, without even lifting his eyelids.
What are you thinking about.
He was thinking—
Brother, brother, brother, big brother.