Chapter 570 If the mouse doesn’t show its power, it will think I am a sick cat
“The customs are different in every place!”
"Third Master, who are you packing for?"
"The servants at home, and the children of relatives!"
The girl was a little surprised when she heard this: "Oh, there are relatives and children coming?"
Gu Sihan thought about it and nodded slightly: "Yes, I come to pay New Year's greetings every New Year's Day."
"So do you give it every year?"
Gu Sihan shook his head: "Why should I give it to you? I don't have that much free time. I packed it for you and asked you to give it to me!"
"Why?"
"Because you are my wife!"
The girl said "oh" and then said, "Do I have a red envelope?"
"some!"
The girl perked up immediately after hearing this: "How many are there?"
"A lot!"
Fu Jiu frowned. As soon as she heard these words, she knew that Gu Sihan was just trying to fool her.
"As much as my uncle's?"
As Gu Sihan was packing the red envelope, he said, “More than him!”
"Just tell me how much it is!"
"I'll send it to you when we have the New Year's Eve dinner tonight!"
Gu Sihan refused to give in, so Fu Jiu simply stopped asking. He didn't hold out much hope anyway and focused on cutting his own paper-cuts.
After she finished cutting one, she unfolded the paper, and a Chinese character for "Fu" (good fortune) appeared. Fu Jiu boasted, "Third Master, let's put this up. Where do you think we should put it?"
"You can post it wherever you want!"
"And on the window?"
Gu Sihan nodded.
With the Taoist man's permission, Fu Jiu happily went to paste window paper-cuts.
After sticking it on, I returned to the sofa and said to myself, "I'll cut a few more. What kind of cuts should I make?"
"Will you cut a Double Happiness pattern?"
"meeting!"
"Then see one sticking to the head of the bed!"
The girl was a little surprised: "Why?"
"New house!"
Fu Jiu: ! !
What the hell?
Suddenly, the girl understood, her face flushed, and she glared at Gu Sihan coquettishly, while her son silently cut the red double happiness ribbons beside her.
She not only cut out the Double Happiness pattern, but also cut out many other characters. For one morning, the two of them were in the room, one cutting window decorations and the other wrapping red envelopes.
After Fu Jiu finished cutting, she stretched, then stood up and picked up the window paper-cuts on the table. "I'll take some out and put them up. It'll look festive!"
Fu Jiu carried him to the gate of the compound. Seeing that the servants had already put up the Spring Festival couplets, she quickly ran over and said, "Can I put this on the iron gate? I just broke it!"
The servant smiled and nodded when he saw Fu Jiu. "Mrs., sure. Do you need our help?"
Fu Jiu shook her head: "No need, I can handle my own work, you guys go ahead and do your work!"
"Then let's go inside and put up other Spring Festival couplets. Master wrote a lot this year!"
Fu Jiu nodded.
The servant left some glue and left.
Fu Jiu was standing alone at the iron gate pasting window paper-cuts. Suddenly, a car stopped on the road. The man sitting in the passenger seat saw the girl who was standing on tiptoe pasting window paper-cuts.
Today, Fu Jiu wore a wine-red dress with a white sweater. She took the sweater off and put it aside because she was worried about getting it dirty. The dress with a waist hugged her figure, making it look curvy and it made people feel itchy.
He got out of the car and walked towards Fu Jiu step by step.
I don’t know when such a beauty appeared in the old house. It seems I have to come here more often to visit.
But today was the right time. He didn't expect to get such a surprise in the New Year. He stepped forward and hugged the girl with her back to him in his arms.
"Happy New Year, my little beauty!" As he spoke, his dirty hands began to touch the girl all over: "Tsk tsk tsk, when did the old house find such a beauty? It's really a pity for her to be a servant!"
Fu Jiu was so frightened by this inexplicable molestation that she screamed and struggled, "Who are you? Let me go!"
“No!”
"Let go, I'm Gu Sihan's wife, if you don't let go I'll call for help!"
Unexpectedly, after hearing her words, the other party not only did not let go, but became even more interested: "You said you are Si Han's wife? Who are you fooling?"
Fu Jiu was stunned for a moment. This person obviously knew Gu Sihan. She didn't expect him to be so bold as to molest her.
She wanted to throw the other person over her shoulder, but the clothes she was wearing were a bit tight and a bit inconvenient.
Fu Jiumu kicked his shiny leather shoes with all her strength. Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her toes. The man did not let her go and hugged her even tighter.
"Hot girl, I love it!"
After saying that, he carried the girl and walked towards his car.
Fu Jiu shouted, "Help... Ugh!" Before he could finish his words, the other party covered his mouth.
Fu Jiu's mouth and nose were covered tightly, so she couldn't scream and could only make a whimpering sound. She stared wide-eyed and stomped her feet on the ground.
"Little hottie, come here, brother will show you how to have sex in the car!"
Upon hearing this, Fu Jiu struggled and opened her mouth to bite the man's hand. This time, she was relentless and refused to let go. The man felt a sharp pain in his palm and immediately threw her away. Without a word, he slapped Fu Jiu twice: "You bastard, you dare to bite me? Do you know who I am?"
He was the cousin of the richest man, and everyone treated him with respect wherever he went. Any woman he wanted would come to him. He didn't expect that this woman was so ignorant and dared to resist him.
Fu Jiu suddenly felt a burning pain on her cheek, and her head felt dizzy. The corner of her mouth was scratched by her teeth.
She shook her head to stay awake and quickly ran towards the villa. How could the man let her go? Especially when he saw her hand bitten to a bloody mess, he became even more angry and kicked Fu Jiu directly.
"Little bitch, how dare you bite me!"
Fu Jiu suddenly felt a sharp pain in her calf. She fell straight to the ground and her head hit the iron door with a loud bang.
Her forehead hit the iron door, breaking the skin instantly. Blood flowed out of the wound. Fu Jiu covered her injured forehead and cursed: Damn it, he really thinks I'm easy to bully!
As she spoke, she picked up the wooden stool that was used as a footstool for pasting Spring Festival couplets, stood up and hit the man hard.
The man didn't expect that she would fight back, and even use a fatal blow. He was stunned and fell to the ground.
Fu Jiu was still not satisfied, so she hit him again, gasping for breath. "How dare you bully me? Damn it! Do you think I'm easy to bully? I'll beat you to death, you pervert!"
"Stop it, you crazy woman, stop it right there!"
A servant who heard the noise ran over and saw the scene. He quickly stepped forward and grabbed Fu Jiu's hand, looking at the man sitting on the ground: "Young Master, what are you doing..."
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