Ch 8: Letting the Big Shot Take the Blame
Fu Hui felt his tongue was numb from the scalding water.
This little brat, doesn’t he know you shouldn’t give people water that’s so hot? It’s simply outrageous! Raising his eyes, he saw Fu Beijun’s apologetic expression and heard him say sorry, so he couldn’t get angry.
He only felt very unlucky. He stood up and looked at Fu De: “Brother, alright, for the sake of brotherhood, I’ll give you a final deadline. You must return the money to me within this month, or don’t blame me for being ruthless.”
“Okay, okay.” Fu De responded repeatedly.
After Fu Hui left, Fu De picked up the water on the table. The scalding temperature made him frown. He looked at Fu Beijun: “Beijun, why did you pour him such hot water?”
Fu Beijun pursed his lips: “I saw that he was weak.”
Fu De never thought that Fu Beijun did it on purpose. In his heart, this son was very sensible and obedient.
Over the years, it was because of them that he couldn’t grow up carefree like his peers.
He couldn’t help but sigh: “You must be tired from work, you’ve worked hard. You have to study and work. Your parents are a burden to you.”
“Dad, I’m okay,” Fu Beijun said.
Fu De felt a pang of sadness listening to his sensible words.
Their family hadn’t always been like this. It was only because he failed in business and because of his wife Ye Mei’s illness that they had fallen to this point.
Falling from a high place, he had also seen the warmth and coldness of the world.
For example, his younger brother, who had previously relied on his financial support to start a factory, was now pressing him to repay the money when he asked to borrow some.
How could he not feel disheartened?
Over the years, the only person he felt sorry for was Fu Beijun.
Other people’s children could attend tutoring classes if they wanted to, and buy whatever they wanted.
But Beijun could only use books that the previous students didn’t want, and he had to work every day.
“Beijun, why don’t you stop working? It’s okay if Dad works a little harder.”
Fu Beijun shook his head: “Dad, you don’t have to worry about me.”
His dad had toiled until his hair was white because of money. He couldn’t bear it.
At this moment, the coldness he released to the outside world was all gathered up. Only in front of his family did he seem like a real person.
Even if he fell from wealth to poverty, he would not resent his parents.
Fu Beijun returned to his room. The narrow room was only illuminated by a flickering, yellowish light overhead. He sat at his desk, opened his schoolbag, and began to write the homework that his classmates had given him.
He took on all of their homework for a month. Adding that to the money he earned from part-time work, he could earn a lot of money.
However, putting this money into the hospital was like a small stream flowing into the sea, unable to stir up any waves.
The money they owed was still far too much.
With this money, working part-time was too slow. Was it really like Fu Hui said, that dropping out of school was more suitable for him?
But he also knew that studying was his only way out at the moment.
Thinking of this, Fu Beijun couldn’t help but clench his pen. The image of that girl’s infatuated appearance floated into his mind.
Today, she saved him.
Not long ago, she came to their house with a large sum of money.
Wasn’t she just trying to get him to agree to her?
After a long time, Fu Beijun laughed, a chilling laugh.
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Qiao Rong finished looking through her skirts, her face filled with despair, and was planning to wash up and rest.
Who knew that Qiao Sihan would suddenly send her a text message, asking her to go to his room, saying that he had a gift to give her.
Qiao Rong went over.
The door was closed. Qiao Rong knocked on the door. There was no sound in the room, and the door wasn’t locked. She pushed the door open and went in.
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As soon as she entered, the room was pitch black.
She didn’t know what Qiao Sihan was up to.
She casually turned on the light. At that moment, Qiao Rong saw a huge monster in the room. Her heart almost jumped out, and she just wanted to die on the spot.
She was completely unwell, collapsing to the ground, unable to even scream.
What the h*ll is this!
She saw a large golden python coiled on the ground in front of her. It seemed to have seen her and turned its head towards her.
Ahhh, she’s going to die!
Qiao Rong was terrified of these strange animals.
“Surprise!”
At this time, a cheer came from behind her.
Qiao Rong turned her head and saw Qiao Sihan jumping out from behind her.
Seeing Qiao Rong fall to the ground, Qiao Sihan pulled her up and put his arm around her shoulders, asking her with a grin: “Rongrong, how is it? A surprise? Do you like it? Are you happy? Look at you, you’re so moved you’re about to cry.”
As he spoke, he reached out and wiped the tears from the corner of Qiao Rong’s eyes.
Qiao Rong: “……”
Was she moved to tears? She was clearly scared to tears!
But Qiao Sihan didn’t notice Qiao Rong’s fear at all. He pulled Qiao Rong towards the python, saying as they walked: “You’ve always said you wanted to raise a python. This is a golden python. It has a gentle personality and is most suitable for girls like you to raise.”
She…she had said she wanted to raise a python before?!
Just as she was one step away from the golden python, Qiao Rong immediately stopped and refused to move.
Qiao Sihan asked her with a puzzled face: “What’s wrong?”
“Brother, I don’t really like this kind of thing anymore.” Qiao Rong calmed herself down and lied with a calm face.
“You don’t like it anymore?” Qiao Sihan scratched his head, a little disappointed in his eyes.
He had worked so hard to find this for his sister.
Qiao Rong also saw Qiao Sihan’s discomfort and could only find a reasonable excuse: “Yes, girls should like cute things.”
Big brother, this kind of python is not cute at all, it’s even very scary!
“But you used to say these were all your little darlings, and you really liked reptiles, like spiders, snakes, and lizards.” Qiao Sihan seemed very strange that Qiao Rong had changed.
Did the original owner say such things before?
Sorry, there were too few descriptions of the original owner’s family in the book, so she only had a general understanding of the original owner.
Fortunately, she was still calm and lied confidently: “…That was before. I suddenly figured it out now. Maybe what I like shouldn’t be this kind of thing.”
Anyway, as long as it’s natural, she can make up any story.
Looking at Qiao Rong’s clear black and white eyes and her cute and well-behaved appearance, Qiao Sihan was sure that she wasn’t lying and instantly felt sorry for her: “Is it because of Fu Beijun?”
Qiao Rong: “???”
What does this have to do with Fu Beijun?
Seeing that she didn’t say anything, Qiao Sihan was extremely heartbroken: “Rongrong, you’ve really given too much for that boy. Your brother feels so bad seeing you so humble. Don’t worry, if he still doesn’t like you, your brother will definitely use other means to help you win him over.”
Hearing Qiao Sihan’s words, Qiao Rong immediately said: “Brother, liking someone is something that should be taken slowly… You must not do anything to him!”
She didn’t deny it, firstly because the original owner had pursued Fu Beijun too crazily before. If she said no, Qiao Sihan definitely wouldn’t believe her.
Secondly, her change was becoming a change for Fu Beijun, which was more reasonable.
She could only let the big shot take the blame a little bit. She hoped the big shot wouldn’t hold a grudge against her.