Chapter 653: A Priceless Gift to Treat a Naughty Child (Part 3)
On the way to Han's house.
Han Shen: "The CMO exam is quite demanding. Those who qualify are among the best students nationwide. How did you do?"
Parents seem to like asking this question.
Jiang Fuyue: "Not bad."
"That's good. Your second and third uncles are both at home this time. They've been wanting to see you for a long time. Don't be scared later."
"Don't worry, I won't."
"Are you so sure?" Han Shen thought his little niece's words were really interesting.
This calm tone sounds quite like that of an adult.
Jiang Fuyue: “…”
Forty minutes later, the Bentley drove into the villa and parked in the ground-level garage.
Han Shen and Jiang Fuyue got out of the car.
Inside the villa, Han Ke and Han Heng, who had heard the engine sound a long time ago, could no longer contain their excitement and rushed towards the entrance.
The old man who had spread out the newspaper and pretended to read it could no longer sit still.
As soon as the newspaper was thrown, he followed.
Han Ke: "..." Where is your cold and majestic temperament?
Han Heng: "..." I've known for a long time that his calmness was fake. Who would read the newspaper from the day before yesterday with great interest for no reason?
Old man: “…” Get out of the way! I want to be first! Go!
So, as soon as Jiang Fuyue entered the door, he saw the father and his two sons standing in a row, blocking the entrance.
Well……
It's a bit like the welcome reception at the entrance of a bath center.
Han Shen held his forehead and turned his head away, unable to bear to watch.
The old man was completely unaware of it and tried his best to put on a very kind smile, but every wrinkle on his face had its own thoughts.
"Yueyue is here! Don't just stand at the door, come in!"
Then he directed Han Heng: "What are you standing there for? Why don't you get Yueyue a new pair of slippers?!"
He then signaled to Han Ke: "Hurry up and take Yueyue's bag. How can a girl carry such a heavy thing?!"
A deflated shoulder bag with only two keys, three hundred yuan, and a cell phone in it - heavy?
But Han Ke and Han Heng actually listened!
Han Heng unpacked the slippers unskillfully, then used all his strength to tear off the tag. Finally, he squatted down with a smile, and placed the slippers in front of Jiang Fuyue and straightened them out.
"Yueyue, put them on. Is it hard to take off your shoes? Hold on to your uncle, and he will act as a pole for you to lean on~"
Then Han Ke stretched out his hand towards her again: "Come, Yueyue, give it to me."
Jiang Fuyue: “?”
Han Shen was helpless: "Dad, stop giving blind orders. Second brother, push back. Third brother, get up. Don't scare Yueyue."
Jiang Fuyue then changed her shoes, put down her bag, and was followed all the way to the living room, where she sat stiffly on the sofa.
Han Qishan smiled and asked the aunt at home to pour juice and bring snacks.
Han Ke Ze secretly looked at her from time to time.
Han Heng blinked and simply sat down opposite her, holding his chin with both hands, unable to stop looking at her.
Jiang Fuyue laughed dryly and called everyone one by one: "Grandpa, second uncle, third uncle."
Han Heng was surprised: "Ah—Yueyue called me!"
Han Ke was relatively calm and said, "You called me too." But one could still hear a tone of unwillingness to be outdone in his voice.
Finally, Han Qishan spoke the final word: "Anyway, I was the one who called first."
Han Shen: "..."Did I say anything?
"Third brother, have you noticed that Yueyue and Xiaoru look so much alike! Especially their eyes, they're exactly the same!"
"Need I tell you? This is simply a carbon copy of Xiaoru, okay?"
"Oh, you have some photos, show them to me!"
Han Heng curled his lips and said, "No way! That's a private collection, understand? Only I can see it!"
Han Ke's face turned black: "You rely on the fact that you have taken so many photos with Xiaoru, but every time you take a photo, you shamelessly ask to be released. It's so annoying!"
"That's because Xiaoru likes to take photos with me. I have a good sense of the camera and I look photogenic!"
"Bullshit—you're the one who shamelessly gets in the way every time. You're in every photo of Xiaoru and I. I just want to crop it out."
Han Heng: "Go ahead and cut it, go ahead and cut it..."
Han Ke: "Believe it or not, I'll find paparazzi to expose your scandal!"
Han Heng: "If you expose any scandals about me, I'll pull out your hair and make you bald!"
As soon as Jiang Fuyue entered the door, he saw a big drama of brothers fighting each other.
At first glance, my second uncle Han Ke looks mature and steady, and his suit gives him a bit of an urban elite vibe, but he is very funny when he speaks.
Not at all like a fund manager who is in control of everything.
After all, the evaluations of him on the Internet are all like "old helmsman", "24K golden bull", "public fund stable brother" and so on.
Watching it privately, all the filters are gone and the characters are shattered.
Not to mention my third uncle Han Heng, he was even more completely broken.
In front of the media camera, he is a popular movie star who never makes a mistake. In more than 20 years since his debut, he has never been photographed by reporters or paparazzi in an ugly photo.
But this is what I see...
Jiang Fuyue swallowed silently.
Even though it was extremely rebellious, she still wanted to say that it was really stupid.
"Ahem..." The old man cleared his throat, "Don't you have a gift for Yueyue?"
Han Heng was the fastest, running up the stairs and running down again, holding a Hello Kitty doll in his arms that was taller than him?
Then, he stuffed it directly into Jiang Fuyue's arms: "Isn't it cute? Very cute? I really want to rub it?!"
As he said that, he simply rubbed it.
"Nice!"
Jiang Fuyue was holding Hello Kitty, with the lower half of the doll lying on the ground, her eyes blank.
Han Ke stepped forward and pulled Han Heng away: "What are you doing? Yueyue has been fooled by you. Get out of the way, it's my turn."
Han Heng curled his lips and rolled his eyes.
He was caught red-handed by Jiang Fuyue.
He grinned and said, "Hehe..." like a fool.
Jiang Fuyue felt the spiciness instantly and quickly looked away.
But in the blink of an eye, he was hit by a stack of securities.
Han Ke: "Yueyue, these are the stocks of 20 listed companies, as well as some real estate certificates. Although it's a little less, please accept them for now. Your uncle will make up for it for you later."
Jiang Fuyue: “?”
The old man jumped out and said, "There's also mine! Wear this little gadget, the gourd will keep you safe."
Jiang Fuyue knew at first glance that it was the full-grade imperial green. Not only that, the carving was also very delicate.
If it were put up for auction, the conservative estimate would be no less than eight figures.
"I..." Just when she was about to refuse.
Han Shen handed over a small square box: "This is mine."
Jiang Fuyue was helpless: "Uncle, why are you joining in the fun?!"
"Open it and take a look."
Jiang Fuyue opened it and saw two car keys lying side by side inside, one for Maybach and one for Ferrari.
“…”
At this point, the gift-giving process comes to an end.
Jiang Fuyue didn't dare to say no.
Can you imagine four men, one old and three young, staring at you with those dark, resentful, melancholy and aggrieved eyes?
So, she could only keep her mouth shut tightly - I want them all!
Then……
Old man: "Good girl."
Han Ke: "As expected of my niece~"
Han Heng: "Ah! I'm done! I'll post this on Weibo and make it a trending topic to celebrate!"
Han Shen: "Really, you have to accept it."
Jiang Fuyue: “…” I want to go home.
After a while, the old man started to prepare dinner.
Han Shen searched the living room twice and asked the nanny, "Where's Xiaoting?"
"Oh, the young master said he was out playing football with his friends and wouldn't be back for dinner."
Han Shen frowned, "Nonsense! Doesn't he know Yueyue is coming today?"
"I reminded him before he went out at noon today. The young master said he knew it, and then..." He still went to play basketball.
Han Shen gritted his teeth and said, "This brat is itching for trouble again! Go, call him back, or he won't get any pocket money next month!"
"Yes." The nanny quickly lowered her head and walked away.
"What's wrong, brother?" Han Ke walked over.
"Isn't it that brat Han Ting? He's like a jerk on the roof if he's not punished for three days. He used to be quite obedient, but now he's in high school and even dogs hate him. It's such a headache!"
"Oh, then our little Tingting can do it," Han Heng suddenly interrupted, "He can leave you, big brother, helpless."
Han Shen, the old father, could only shake his head helplessly, and the more he said, the more tears he would shed.
Suddenly, he turned his eyes to Jiang Fuyue, who was playing chess with the old man by the French window, and couldn't help but look forward to it: "If Han Ting can be as well-behaved and sensible as Yueyue one day, I will wake up laughing in my sleep."
"Tsk, it seems that little Tingting has extraordinary killing power." The boss actually said such words.
But...
"Hehe..." Han Heng grinned foolishly, "If I had a daughter like Yueyue, she would laugh like a chicken even in her sleep."
Han Ke curled his lips and said, "Want a daughter? You should first settle your own lifelong affairs! An old man approaching 50!"
"Fuck—Second brother, just say what you want to say. Why bring up age?!"
Han Ke: "I refuse to talk to older unmarried men."
Han Heng instantly became furious and almost jumped up: "I don't want to bother with you, a divorced old bachelor!"
Both of them said at the same time: "F*k!"
Not far away, a fight was also going on.
Jiang Fuyue landed on the last piece and raised her eyes with a smile: "You lost again."
"Not... me? You?" The old man was speechless after losing so much, staring at the chessboard from side to side as if studying some alien object. "How did you eat up a large piece of me again?"
Jiang Fuyue: "How can you win without eating?" Of course.
Old man: “…”
Suddenly, he reached out and messed up the chessboard: "This one doesn't count. I was careless. Let's do it again! Let's do it again!"
Jiang Fuyue's mouth twitched.
The old man has already started picking up the black and white pieces.
At this moment, a series of dog barking sounds were heard: "Woof-woof-woof-"
The next second, a black afterimage suddenly pounced towards him.
Jiang Fuyue's eyes suddenly became cold. Instead of dodging, he subconsciously reached out and grabbed it.
A dog's head was stuck in the tiger's mouth, the whole dog's body stretched out and fell, and its four legs kicked wildly.
The dog didn't seem to expect that his head would be pinched like this, and tried to scare the other party by barking.
“Woof woof woof!”
He has a big mouth and a long tongue, saliva dripping down, and he is breathing out hot air.
A purebred Rottweiler!
Thief vicious!
If it were any other little girl, she would have been scared to tears by this ferocious-looking dog. Unfortunately, she met Jiang Fuyue.
She pinched the dog's head with one hand and remained motionless, fearless, no matter how the dog barked.
The old man was stunned on the spot.
The three Han Shen brothers were very worried about their precious niece.
The confrontation between the man and the dog lasted for nearly two minutes. Finally, the Rottweiler tilted its head and whimpered for mercy.
But Jiang Fuyue did not let go. He still held the dog's head and hung it in the air.
The Rottweiler's struggling movements slowed down, and the dog's body began to twitch slightly.
"Stop it—let it go—it's dying—"
Jiang Fuyue slowly raised her eyes and saw the young man rushing in, his handsome face full of anger, his eyes filled with anxiety and worry.
It's finally out.
Jiang Fuyue curled her lips and let go of her hand. The Rowena lay on the carpet, panting heavily with her tongue sticking out.
The young man rushed over, comforted the dog with heartache, touched its fur, and rubbed its head. After making sure that it was fine, he suddenly looked up and stared at Jiang Fuyue with angry eyes.
"Why are you pinching my dog?!"
"Just because it wants to bite me." Jiang Fuyue responded indifferently.
"It didn't try to bite you!"
"Oh, it pounced on me, and I thought it was going to bite me. In that case, wouldn't it be reasonable to pinch it? If I didn't pinch it, it would pounce. If it were you, what would you do?"
Han Ting was suddenly stunned by the question.
But he quickly reacted and sneered, "You come to my house and pinch my dog, do you have the nerve to do that?"
"That's nice of you, because this is my home too."
"you--"
Suddenly, the old man's face lit up with excitement. "Yes, yes, this is Yueyue's home! How did Xiaoting talk to her sister? Apologize quickly! Luckily, Xiaomang didn't hurt Yueyue, otherwise, you'll see how I'll deal with you!"
Han Ting was dumbfounded.
Is this still the grandfather who treated him like a precious child and called him "good grandson" all the time?!
"Blink if you're kidnapped."
Han Qishan's mouth twitched wildly, and he raised his hand and slapped him on the head: "You little bastard, what are you talking about? Apologize now!"
"I don't—it was clearly her who almost strangled Xiao Mang to death. She should be the one to apologize!"
"You dare to talk back?" Han Shen walked over with a cold expression.
The boy's neck shrank and he quickly hid behind Han Ke: "Uncle, help me, my dad is going to beat me!"
"Don't be afraid, Second Uncle is protecting you, he won't dare."
Han Ting showed a smug look on his face, turned around and gave Jiang Fuyue a provocative look.
Naughty kid!
But the next second, Han Ke cleared his throat: "It's okay to protect you, but you have to apologize first."
Han Ting: “?” You are no longer the second uncle I knew!
In the end, he could only pout, put on an aggrieved look, and cast a look of help to Han Heng, "Uncle..."
Han Heng: "Ahem! Um... Xiao Tingting, there's nothing wrong with apologizing. At least it proves that you're willing to take responsibility for your actions, right?"
Bullshit!
Han Ting didn't know why his family members suddenly changed. He used to be his second uncle's "big baby", his younger uncle's "eye", and his grandfather's "heart and soul". Now he was just a wisp of air, a puff of smoke, with no sense of existence at all!
Suddenly meeting Jiang Fuyue's meaningful gaze, he suddenly realized, -
Yes, it’s because of her!
My aunt’s daughter, the new favorite of the whole family!
Because of her, he almost had his pocket money cut off and was forced to apologize by everyone.
Han Ting felt that he was even worse off than Xiao Baicai.
Han Shen spoke up, issuing an ultimatum: "Are you going to apologize or not? If you don't apologize, all your pocket money for the next three months will be deducted!"
Han Ting was stunned. He was just a rich second generation who begged for food from his biological father. What bad intentions could he have?
Isn't it just some pocket money?
"Humph! Apologize if you want!"
For the sake of money, he endured!
Han Shen: "Hurry up!"
Jiang Fuyue sat in her original seat without moving, her back straight, her chin slightly tilted up, a faint smile on her lips.
In the eyes of the three uncles and the old man, it was dignified, generous and magnanimous.
But in the eyes of the middle school boy Han Ting, it was just ridicule, sarcasm, and gloating!
"sorry……"
Han Shen: "I can't hear you, speak louder!"
Han Ting: "I'm sorry! Is that ok?!"
"What's your attitude? I—"
"Uncle," Jiang Fuyue suddenly said, "I accept my brother's apology. I'm feeling a little hungry. Can we have dinner now?"
"Are you hungry? Then let's go to the dining room first."
"good."
Han Ting curled his lips, so hypocritical!
If you wanted to accept it, why didn’t you do it earlier? Why did you have to wait for him to say it a second time before accepting it? It was obviously intentional!
He stared at Jiang Fuyue's back fiercely, wishing his gaze could turn into a knife and pierce through that thin body.
At this moment, Jiang Fuyue suddenly turned around, and before the ferocity in the boy's eyes could be restrained, he was caught red-handed.
Han Ting was stunned.
Jiang Fuyue curled her lips slightly, and her lips moved, but no sound came out.
Han Ting recognized the shape of her mouth and she said: I did it on purpose!
wipe--
So cunning!
…
The dining table was filled with large and small plates.
There are all kinds of delicious food, most of which are Jiang Fuyue’s favorites!
Han Shen: "I asked Xiaoru what you like to eat, and then asked the aunt at home to make some. Do you like it?"
"Thank you, uncle."
"My cooking skills are definitely not as good as your father's, but they shouldn't be too bad..." As he said that, he put a piece of pork ribs into her bowl.
Han Ting looked at his old father with tenderness and care on his face. That was something he had never had since he entered junior high school, and it only existed in the distant and scattered memories of his childhood.
All of a sudden, I felt extremely sour.
Why don't you serve him some food? He likes ribs too!
Is he still your biological father?
He is so nice to his niece, but he doesn't even know how to deduct pocket money from his own son. His double standards are so infuriating!
Snap——
Han Ting put down his chopsticks: "I'm not eating anymore!"
After saying that, he suddenly stood up and ran out of the dining room.
"Hey, Xiaoting - just a few bites, are you full?!" Han Heng wanted to chase after him.
"Sit down!" Han Shen said coldly, "Don't worry about him. Eat it if you want, or not. If you don't want to eat, forget it!"
Han Ke: "Brother, I have to say a few words to you. Don't be so harsh on Xiao Ting. The more harsh you are, the more he will oppose you. You should also take care of the self-esteem of adolescent boys occasionally!"
Han Shen: "He's not a little girl, why should I take care of him? If I don't keep a close eye on him, he'll just fly up into the sky and make a big hole, believe it or not?"
…
In the garden, Han Ting was squatting on the lawn, stroking the Rottweiler's shiny fur.
"Xiao Mang, do you feel uncomfortable? Did she pinch you and hurt you?"
The dog grunted twice.
"Okay, okay, I know you're in pain. I'll open a can of snacks for you later."
“Woof——”
"Hey, you get excited when you talk about canned food. Are you a foodie?"
"Woof woof——" the dog continued barking.
Han Ting realized it belatedly and turned around to find Jiang Fuyue standing not far behind him.
"What do you want to do?!" He became alert instantly and subconsciously took the dog into his arms.
"If you're so nervous about your dog, why did you let it jump on me?"
The boy was stunned.
"Since you've let it pounce on you, you must be prepared for it to be restrained and retaliated against, or even killed in serious cases."
"That's the price you pay for letting it pounce on people."
Han Ting: "I..."
"If it dies today, it will be your fault. Its life is paying for your stupidity!"
Three updates, five thousand words.
Sister Yue is not abusing the dog, she is trying to make the dog owner understand that his carelessness may cause the pet to be hurt or even lose its life!
(End of this chapter)
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