Fu Ting’s Family (I)

"So, what you're saying is that Fu Chenyi can't have a criminal record, but I can?"

Fu Pei's expression was cold, and his gaze matched his intimidating aura. His voice was so icy that it might destroy bones like an unseen sharp knife that would even cut air.

Fu Lei was startled by his gaze as his legs shook involuntarily.

He then realized he was his father; he could not possibly surrender to this evil creature just like that.

Fu Lei straightened his waist to maintain his image as the household's leader; as if he was in a serious discussion about the country. "What's with that look of yours?" Fu Lei snorted. "How can you be the same as your brother? You've been bad since you were young anyway, with all that fighting and gang violence, so being blacklisted is normal for you. What's wrong with you leaving a criminal record?

"Your brother has to be clean and innocent as he'll be the one to inherit the Fu family's business in the future. He has to be spotless!"

Fang Yuzhi was immersed in the 'good cop bad cop' game. Her eyes lowered slightly while she tried to persuade him earnestly, "Pei, would you please obey us for the Fu family's future? Even though leaving a criminal record isn't good for you, you'd be making the right decision if you're willing to help your brother. Even if you reached a dead end after graduating high school, you can be your brother's assistant!"

Fu Pei sneered, and he had guessed it would turn out this way. He existed for the sole purpose of being Fu Chenyi's scapegoat.

He would always be the neglected one, and he would be that way for the rest of his life.

The teenager looked down.

Shadow was cast over his eyes, and it highlighted his deep-cut facial features.

He raised his eyes again, and his eyes were devoid of emotions. They were like bamboo soaked in rainwater; clean and raw. His slightly raised eyes hid his defiance and indifference.

His lips were pressed into a thin line before slowly, he began to smirk carefreely. "You did say I'm not your son earlier. Did you forget that? Why am I obligated to help somebody who has nothing to do with me? You think I'm stupid?"

Fu Lei nearly choked. He could tell Fu Pei was opposing him deliberately as he grew impatient. "I don't intend to discuss this with you. You just have to do as you're told!"

"Hmm? Is that so?" Fu Pei's bewitching eyes narrowed as his pupils, laced with pride, sank and turned cold. "Why don't you kneel and beg me?"

"Animal!"

Fu Lei's eyes became bloodshot as he dashed toward Fu Pei with raised hands.

Before Fu Pei could react, Fu Ting shot up like a slingshot as she sharply stepped on Fu Lei's leather shoes. The pain was so acute that it made Fu Lei yell in agony on the spot. 

"Terrible old man, don't you hit my father." The soft voice of the girl rang next to his ears. It was lovely and sweet, like the sugar-coated sticky rice Ciba cake[1]; purely harmless. 

Fu Ting glared at the limping Fu Lei as her fists balled in anger, albeit adorably so. "I don't wish to bully the weak, but I'd really beat you up if you keep pushing on it!"

"Old Fu, are you alright?" Fang Yuzhi lifted Fu Lei. The disguised look of a rich wife could no longer be maintained as she trembled with rage. "Fu Pei, how could you allow a little b*tch to disrespect your father? Let me tell you, if you continue to act up, don't blame me for ending your high school education and your grandmother who loved you the most. She still needs financial support."

Fu Pei instantly pointed his gaze at them, and his reddened scleras made him look beast-like.

It was his grandmother who raised him from a young age. Unfortunately, his grandmother was diagnosed with Alzheimer's disease later in her life, so she was sent to the hospital for treatment.

While Fang Yuzhi was his grandmother's adopted daughter, she was unfilial. She sent his grandmother away to the hospital without further care.

Fu Pei firmly believed her when she said she would not provide her financial support.

Fang Yuzhi had Fu Pei's weakness in her hands as she smiled. "Have you considered about that?"

Fu Chenyi and Fu Huihui were feeling smug.

Fu Pei said nothing else, but his breath labored as he clenched his fists so tightly that the green veins on the back of his palms began to protrude.

He felt very cold.

It was then Fu Ting came to his side and gently gripped his hand. 

Though soft, the girl's palm was dry and warm, and it gave him warmth and strength.

After that…

"So, you adults like to threaten unscrupulously. I can do whatever I want, then."