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Chapter 305 Social Garbage Dad Irritable Online 60 End

Chapter 305 Social Trash Dad Is Angry Online 60 (End)

In March, Mr. Qi surrendered as agreed.

The entire web of money laundering was exposed.

But after Fuchen told Lu Youming what she had done, she insisted not to expose Mr. Qi.

"I have nothing to do with Qi Yuan. We are just engaged." Fuchen emphasized.

Lu Youming took out his cigarette and rolled his eyes at Fuchen, "White-eyed wolf, that's not the way to settle the score."

Fuchen was not happy and reached out to snatch the cigarette from his mouth, "What? You also want to become a good person and not pursue the matter of lying in bed and pretending to be sick for ten years?"

Lu Youming has indeed become a vegetative state.

But a year and a half later, he woke up.

At that time, Fuchen was practicing boxing, and she was kept pressed down and beaten while practicing with the coach. She was so angry that she slapped the bed board, making a loud banging sound.

The people on the bed also moved.

This guy woke up on his own.

It's so incredible that it's hilarious.

Concerned about his life safety, Lu Youming asked Fuchen to stay in bed and pretend to be in a vegetative state until he reached adulthood.

The caregivers were also changed from 24-hour escorts to an eight-hour shift, and were transferred home to give Lu Youming time to quietly move around.

Lu Youming was not angry after being smoked out, "Your adoptive father has been your father for so many years and he is very competent. Although he attacked me, he at least protected you with all his strength."

"Since you dragged his son into trouble, at least be gentle with him."

Fuchen didn't say anything and told Mr. Qi not to disclose the car crash case to protect himself.

For this reason, Mr. Qi surrendered. Because he had a good attitude and cooperated with the investigation, he was sentenced to two years and suspended for one year.

No need to go to jail.

But Lu Youming is not so good.

The previous two homicide cases have been filed, plus a blasting homicide case.

There are mitigating circumstances in all three cases. In the first case, a child was killed and he took revenge as a father; in the second case, he had merit for helping a child who was molested; and in the third case, he was coerced.

For three cases together, he was sentenced to fifteen years in prison.

At the same time, the woman's son was also prosecuted for committing the murder and was sentenced to eight years in prison.

Lu Youming is already forty-seven years old. He will be old when he comes out after being imprisoned.

Due to being in bed for a long time, his body's muscles have atrophied a lot and his body is weak. Whether he can survive until then is also a question.

Fortunately, all the people behind were arrested, except for one who ran away to a foreign country and one who died of old age.

Sentenced to life or death.

Fuchen stayed with him in the court, watching the people coming and going, not knowing where he was headed.

After Lu Youming was imprisoned, Fuchen went to see him.

Lu Youming told her, "Go live your own life. Here, you are still the little mouse."

Fuchen smiled bitterly, and for some reason tears fell from his eyes, "Do you regret it?"

If she never comes.

He never adopted her.

None of this will happen at all.

Lu Youming lowered his head, "I don't know. I haven't thought about many things. I didn't have time to think about them, so I just did them."

At first I just wanted to hide myself.

Later on, it became true without even realizing it.

Whether he killed Fuchen because he was sick or he saw a child about the same age as Fuchen being molested, he did it without thinking about it carefully.

Lu Youming raised his head and said with a smile, "Probably, I won't regret it. After all these years, I still have no regrets."

Fuchen doesn't know how to deal with himself.

This father is the one she wants to stay with but can't.

Even if you want to raise it, you can't.

All sorts of things can't be done.

Sensing that Fu Chen was not in a high mood, Lu Youming changed the topic, "How are you going to deal with your childhood sweetheart fiancé? Are you still married? I think you can beat him since you were a child. When you grow up, you won't be able to beat him, right?"

"

"Huh. Just him?" Fuchen rolled his eyes, "(I) can win against him anytime."

"You can't bully others just because you can fight." Lu Youming taught him seriously, "Look at me, use me as a negative example."

"Humph." Fuchen laughed.

"Hey. Smile more. What's going on with this little girl who always has a cold face?" Lu Youming said, "Smile more and go out for a walk more. I'm already here, no need to worry anymore."

Fuchen stared at Lu Youming, his heart melting in his smile.

Some things can finally be let go.

After walking out of the prison, there was a car parked outside. Mr. Qi and Qi Yuan stood there, waiting.

Under the early morning sunshine, the two of them stood there. The moment they saw her, their eyes followed her.

The concerns and concerns are clear at a glance.

Fuchen smiled, walked over, stood in the sun, raised a smiling face, and said to Mr. Qi, "Dad."

Both of them were stunned.

He greeted Qi Yuan with a smile, "Qi Yuan."

Mr. Qi looked at Fuchen and smiled, "Okay. Get in the car."

Fuchen shook his head, "I want to take a walk."

Walking in front, I couldn't help but sway my body, and finally started dancing on the road.

That kind of lightness and brightness, as if the stone pressing on my body has finally been removed, and my breathing is light.

Mr. Qi and Qi Yuan looked at each other with smiles on their face.

Mr. Qi followed slowly in his car.

Qi Yuan ran forward and said, "So happy?"

Fuchen smiled and said, "Yes. It feels like the matter is finally over."

Qi Yuan hesitated for a moment, "Your father is in jail..."

"That's what he deserves." Fuchen said directly.

She never wanted to protect anyone.

It's just that he can't allow others to play with him wantonly.

"Then..." Qi Yuan came closer and asked in a low voice, "You call me dad. Is there... my reason?"

Fuchen stared at him, with some curiosity in his eyes, "Brother, have you really liked me? It's not out of compensation for paying too much attention to me, you just think you like me, right?"

Qi Yuan muttered, "There must be these reasons. But, there are also other reasons."

Fuchen stared at the person for a long time, blinked his eyes, and stretched out his hand, "Try it. If it doesn't work, terminate the relationship."

Qi Yuan smiled, stretched out his hand, took the hand and put it in his hand.

Fuchen followed Lu Youming's suggestion and walked around.

Everywhere you go, buy local postcards.

Take photos of the scenery you see on the road.

The delicious specialties I saw were organized into packages.

Write down some things that come to mind in letters.

All of them were mailed to the prison.

Almost every day, Lu Youming receives something from Fuchen.

Fuchen finally married Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan went to work in a big city in the south.

Fuchen wandered around and became a videographer, relying on fees from newspapers, websites and money from stock trading.

Lu Youming performed well in prison and applied for a commutation of his sentence, which was changed to 12 years.

His health is very weak, but he still works as an electrician in prison and thinks about delicious food.

During the holidays, Fuchen will go back to see the road Youming and Mr. Qi.

At the age of 59, Lu Youming was released from prison.

At this time, Lu Youming completely became a little old man.

Fuchen is also a strong and powerful woman who always wears sportswear.

Outside the prison door, Lu Youming looked at Fuchen and laughed out loud, "I used to think that if you were a good fighter, you could collect protection money in the future. Now I see that you are not bad as a photographer. Any pig that disobeys me will be beaten."

Photograph."

Fuchen was invited to be a field photographer, tracking and photographing wild animals. There was a wild boar king she photographed on the cover of the magazine.

His unruly appearance resembled floating dust.

Fuchen laughed, "I heard that you later went to work as a cook in the prison. Awesome, right? No one will give you meat if they don't call you brother!"

Lu Youming also laughed.

Fuchen drove, "Where are we going? The houses in Longping Village have long been dilapidated and uninhabitable."

"Who is going there?" Lu Youming smiled, "I bought a house a long time ago, and now I am a rich man."

Fuchen looked at him.

"The 100,000 yuan you gave me before was entrusted to your godfather Cui Hangxing to buy a house and put it in another province with my name on it. The value has increased over the years."

"Why in the provinces?"

Lu Youming paused for a moment, then said indifferently, "At that time, we were worried that we would be hunted down. We bought a house in a remote place. Unexpectedly, hey, there is a tourist area, and the price has gone up!"

Fuchen drove the car and took him to the Qijia in the city first. Over the years, she came back occasionally, but she always went back to the Qijia's original house.

The two families ate, drank, and played together for a few days.

Lu Youming sold his house in other provinces and bought a house in this province.

After Fuchen finished running in the wild, he stopped running and stayed with Lu Youming at home.

I don’t know if it’s God’s will.

Fuchen only stayed with him for five years before Lu Youming died of a heart attack.

When the attack occurred, the floating dust happened to be nearby.

Lu Youming grabbed Fuchen's hand and said, "Call me dad again."

Fuchen knelt beside him, "Dad."

Lu Youming tried his best to put on a smile, his body kept shaking, and the next moment, he lowered his hands.

Fuchen knelt on the spot, his heart a little blocked. He looked out the window and saw the sunset, the cycle of spring and autumn.

The world will never repeat itself.

(End of chapter)


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