The Love For Father (II)

A sharp sound was heard as Fu Ting swatted Fu Chenyi's hand—the same hand that pointed at her father's bicycle—with a wooden stick she picked up from the ground.

The pressure was so strong that Fu Chenyi's handsome face stiffened while he grabbed onto his red and swollen hand. 

Fu Ting's cheeks inflated slightly, and her usually innocent eyes became cold. Her anger was as clear as day. "Please don't touch my father's bicycle with your dirty hands. What's wrong with my father riding a bicycle? What's wrong with him living in the basement? Not only is he self-reliant, but my father is the manliest and most capable of all. You don't even get to lift his shoes!"

It was only then that Fu Chenyi noticed Fu Ting's existence. The girl before him was slim, and her facial features were prominent and ethereal. Two of her braids fell at the sides of her face, and her dark black hair contrasted her snowy fair skin. It was as though water could be squeezed out from her face.

Fu Chenyi had never encountered such a lovely and beautiful girl like Fu Ting before. He was in such awe that the pain on his hand was neglected, and he did not manage to react to the little girl's criticism. "Who are you?" he stiffly asked.

Fu Ting was like a furious little leopard as she pointed at his jaw. "I'm your boss1! You're such a disrespectful nasty cockroach that only knows to mock your brother. You rely on your parents for food, and that's a behavior disgusting parasites are often associated with. Without your parents, you'll only eat sh*t!

"Also, you're wearing luxurious jewelry. Is it because they look good on you? You look like you're part of the Peking Opera. What a shame for my father to share the same family name as yours!

"Since you like gold necklaces so much, why don't you mine them instead? You're better off wearing them all over yourself, in case they can't shut your immoral mouth!"

Fu Pei was stunned.

It was like he finally discovered the little girl's fourth face.

"You—" Fu Chenyi struggled to catch his breath as his face turned black like the ashes of the pan.

He initially thought she was an angel, but he did not expect she had spikes.

Stupefied Fu Pei thought this little girl seemed fair and delicate with an aura of elegance, but the way she spoke was too contradictory!

Still, she looked cute!

Fu Chenyi was reeling in disbelief for a while and went speechless. Slowly, he gritted his teeth. "Fu Pei, are you a man?" he barked. "How dare you allow a little girl to confront me? How did you become such a loser?"

Just when Fu Pei was about to speak, Fu Ting placed her hands on her waist and roared back in disdain, "I'm the one who hit you. Why drag my father into this? Did you pay for his comeback?

"You have no place to judge whether my father is a man or not, parasite! Maybe you should consider falling in love with my father to make sure of that."

Fu Chenyi was stunned; that last bit was unnecessary.

Fu Pei was speechless again for the n-th time.

His eyes signalled Fu Ting to stop it but Fu Ting acted like she did not see it.

She could still clearly remember that in his past life; this b*stard Fu Chenyi gave her father a hard time. Father Fu and Mother Fu despised her father, and the cause of it all was Fu Chenyi who always provoked their relationship silently. This had caused her father to lose his parents' trust.

After her father gained fame as a national actor, the fruitless Fu Chenyi would always approach him for money and destroy her father's reputation when he did not get his way. She was young back then, and there was nothing she could do as she could only watch as her father get bullied. She desired to become her father's toughest protector from that moment onward.

Today, she had to teach Fu Chenyi a lesson he would never forget.

She glared at the fuming Fu Chenyi and continued, "You're just a younger brother, yet you think you have more superiority?

"Did your parents raise you in a bubble, or was your brain injected with Botox? Didn't you learn traditional Chinese cultural values of being respectful to the elders?"

Fu Chenyi was enraged, but he could not find any words to defend himself. He hated how Fu Pei could allow such a little girl to fight for him.

"Where did this little b*tch come from? This is the Fu family's grounds. What makes you think you can just show up here?"

A soft voice chimed in. The one who spoke was Fu Chenyi's fraternal twin sister, Fu Huihui.

She wore a trendy midi dress with leather boots. The foundation on her face made her seem like she was flawless herself.

However, her face tightened when she saw the pure and beautiful Fu Ting. 

Where did this little lady come from? What was her problem being so attractive?

Fu Huihui noted red lips and white teeth. She noted her snowy white skin that was fair and delicate, as if it was made of tofu.

Fu Huihui was bothered and felt extremely jealous.

When Fu Ting saw her, her mind flashed with a memory of a middle-aged Fu Huihui. She remembered the mean look that Fu Huihui, Father Fu, and Mother Fu portrayed when they demanded her father's money at her father's funeral.

The people from the Fu family were heartless. 

Fu Ting then snarkily commented, "And what about the Fu family? Isn't it just a pig's slaughter factory? You killed more pigs than anyone else and you think that's powerful, how ignorant. All these years of pork consumption were all for nothing, then?"