Chapter 299 Social Garbage Dad Irritable Online 54
Chapter 299 Social Trash Dad Is Angry Online 54
Fuchen held an umbrella and went back covered in water.
The aunt came over a long time ago and wiped her head with a towel, "Miss, you are wet. The hot water has been prepared. Go and wash yourself. The housekeeper and driver are here to find you."
Fuchen grabbed the umbrella, poured some water into it, and placed it outside the door to dry.
Auntie took it away and put it away.
Mr. Qi has been waiting on the sofa for a long time.
When Fuchen passed by, he bowed to show his goodwill and ran upstairs with a "da da da" sound. The rhythm was very cheerful.
Mr. Qi looked at Fuchen and seemed to feel her relief for a moment.
It rained heavily all the time.
Fuchen looked out the window, seeing dark clouds looming over the city, with only a few light gray clouds fluttering in the wind below, and dark gray clouds gathering above his head.
The sound of thunder resounded across the sky.
Such a huge thunder and lightning caused a power outage in the city.
A generator was installed in the villa, but just in case, lights were not turned on in unnecessary places.
After Fuchen finished eating, he dragged a mat and placed it in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. He sat on it and propped his head to look outside.
Rain is running on the glass.
Between the gaps in the running water, you can clearly see the wind and clouds outside.
The hall was very dark, with only a low light left.
Mr. Qi came over.
Fuchen nestled there small, like a quiet kitten.
It was rare to see her calm and happy.
"Like looking at the sky?" Mr. Qi asked, standing behind him.
Fuchen held his head and continued to stare outside, saying "hmm".
Such an open sky, surging power, and quiet environment give people strength invisibly.
"What's there to see?" Qi Yuan sat down with a cushion in his arms and stared outside.
The heavy rain continued until late at night before it finally stopped.
There are constant floods in the city, and water has risen in many places.
The school was immediately closed.
Fuchen rested at home for three days. When he went to class on Monday, he learned from his classmates that heavy rain in the city had flooded the city to a height of one meter.
After school, Fuchen ran to the cash machine and withdrew money.
With this money, she originally planned to get rid of Lu Youming.
He is not a good person at all.
She also knew that these five years must have been stained with blood.
In her vague memory, Lu Youming had already committed a crime when she was a child.
Fuchen kept this money as his own working capital.
But holding an umbrella that day gave her a different feeling.
She was thinking, should she give him another 50,000 yuan?
Fuchen stood on the street holding an umbrella and saw no one.
She went directly to her godfather Cui Hangxing's home.
Cui Hangxing's community was the first community Fuchen passed by.
In fact, across the wild river where Fu Chen went fishing during the summer vacation is Uncle Qi's home. It's just over a hill.
She had never thought that there were people living on the other side of the mountain.
Fuchen rang the doorbell.
No one in the room responded.
She rummaged through, found the key in her schoolbag, opened the door, and entered the house.
The room was dark.
When she walked to the hall, she didn't expect that there was still someone sitting in the hall, staring at her with a pair of eyes and a glass of wine in her hand.
Cui Hangxing on the sofa didn't expect, "Floating dust?"
Fuchen stared at Cui Hangxing quietly, feeling something was wrong. He walked over and turned on the light.
The light is on.
Cui Hangxing subconsciously raised his hand to block the light, supported his head to block the light, "Why are you here?"
Fuchen stared straight at Cui Hangxing. There were injuries on his face.
It's painted with red liquid, so it's very obvious.
Cui Hangxing was not the one who took the initiative to cause trouble. There was no damage to the balcony window.
"My dad beat you?" Fuchen asked.
"Ah?" Cui Hangxing paused for a long time and waved his hand, "No, no. Don't pay attention to the children." He asked, "Why are you here? Are you here to get something?"
The relationship between Lu Youming and Cui Hangxing cannot be said to be good.
In the past two years, Lu Youming basically went out to work to save money when he had a job, and helped to cook when he didn't have a job.
No other housework is involved.
But it cannot be said that he is completely dependent on Cui Hangxing.
Fuchen initially wanted to ask Cui Hangxing to help transfer the money, but now...
Fuchen stepped forward and asked, "Did he encounter any difficulty?"
Why money?
Why abandon yourself again?
Although she received two slaps, she also received many beatings at home.
She also fought against Lu Youming.
Deep down in his heart, Fuchen still wanted to guess whether he had any difficulties.
"Ah?" Cui Hangxing reacted very slowly. He held the wine glass for a long time before thinking about the problem. He waved his hand and said, "Oh, no, no." He urged, "Children, don't think so much."
Fuchen speculated and had an idea in his mind, "I'll come over to get my tiger doll and some other things."
Cui Hangxing waved his hand.
"Dong dong dong" ran to the third floor. Fuchen quietly looked back. He quietly climbed up the stairs to the second floor and glanced at the first floor. Cui Hangxing was still drinking on the first floor.
Fuchen quietly opened the studio.
All the computers in the studio had their screens dimmed.
Fuchen quietly opened the screen, and a series of codes appeared on it, while the screen next to it displayed stocks.
can't read.
Fuchen tried hard to memorize by rote and took out pen and paper from the drawer beside him, but he came across something.
CD.
There is no logo, it doesn't look like a genuine disc.
Cui Hangxing does not buy pirated discs.
The games he plays are all imported genuine games, and a tape costs several hundred.
Fuchen tried hard to write down the key points on the paper, then tore it off and kept it in his heart.
When I heard something moving downstairs, I immediately stepped back and climbed up quietly.
The floating dust opened Lu Youming's room.
The room was very messy. There was also Lu Youming's unique smell.
The smell of sweat, socks, or male hormones.
He has some smell on him.
Fuchen looked at the messy quilt. When he opened the cabinet, some clothes were missing.
Walking over, a crisp sound of "Danglanglang——" sounded.
Fuchen was startled.
I lowered my head and found a wine bottle.
There was still a lot of soot on the ground, burning black dots one after another on the floor.
There was a sound on the stairs.
Fuchen exited and entered his room.
The room is still the same as before I left. Many things have not been moved.
Everything is still the same as before, and it suddenly seems like stepping into another time and space.
She still lives here.
Fuchen stood there in shock.
"What's wrong?" Cui Hangxing came up and asked.
Fuchen turned around, his expression still immersed in the past, "Thinking of the past."
Cui Hangxing was silent for a moment, licking his lips, but still silent.
Fuchen walked in and looked at her hut. Her rocks, the specimens made from spiders she picked up, and the empty desk were the pencil marks she had scrawled and corrected...
Fuchen lifted the quilt and looked for her tiger cub.
No.
Fuchen climbed onto the bed and looked for the other side, but there was nothing there either.
Cui Hangxing walked over to help, lifted up the entire quilt and folded it aside.
The bed was empty except for pillows.
"Tiger cub doll." Fuchen checked.
It was something I mentioned casually. Now I can't find it, so I'm a little concerned about it.
Cui Hangxing was also confused and looked around. He couldn't find it in the cabinet, on the bookshelf, or under the bed.
"Where's the baby?" Cui Hangxing scratched his head and explained, "I haven't been to your room for a long time. I don't know where it is. Maybe, maybe, your dad threw it away."
Fuchen was stunned and stared at Cui Hangxing with wide eyes.
