Chapter 130 Did you feed that half watermelon to the dog last night?
After Shi Laoda said this, the dinner table fell silent.
Not to mention Tian Tian, even Yan Sui was surprised.
How could someone be so heartless as to selflessly dedicate themselves to their nephew to this extent?
Your daughter hasn't even gone abroad to study yet, and you're already rushing to send other people's children to study abroad.
Suddenly, Tian Tian slammed her hand heavily on the table, her eyes reddening.
"Dad, you said that money was saved to send me abroad! You gave the money to Uncle Liu, what am I supposed to do?"
Boss Shi felt humiliated after being questioned in public.
“Let’s talk about your business when we get home. Don’t embarrass yourself here.”
Sweetie sneered, "Shi Haochi's studying is considered bringing honor to the family, while my studying is considered shameful? Who is your real son anyway!"
Old Master Shi slammed down his chopsticks and glared at her with sharp eyes.
"I'll say it again, we'll talk about this at home! Haochi is your brother, what kind of attitude is this?"
Sweetie couldn't hold back her tears and sobbed, crying very sadly.
"He's not my brother, I'm an only child! You took the money I used to study abroad and sent him abroad instead, you're so biased!"
Shi Laoliu was happy to see her being taught a lesson; she spoke without any respect for elders and liked to talk back to them.
But he still pretended to offer a few words of advice: "Sweetie, it's all Uncle Liu's fault. I didn't know you were going to study abroad too. It's my fault, don't be angry with your dad."
Sweetie spat fiercely, "What are you pretending for! You knew all along that my dad was going to send me abroad, otherwise you wouldn't be asking him for money now! You're not dead, why should my dad support your son! Your whole family are bloodsuckers!"
Upon hearing this, Boss Shi flew into a rage and swung his hand high at her.
"You've gone too far! Apologize to your sixth uncle!"
Sweetie's head was turned to the side after being hit, but she still stubbornly held her neck up, with a tear welling up in her eye.
Chen Aihua was stunned for a while before she got up and pulled Tiantian behind her.
"The child is still young. Why not talk things out instead of resorting to violence?"
She was about to turn around and look at Tian Tian when the child shook off her hand, covered her face, and stormed out the door.
Yan Sui didn't meddle in other people's business. Judging from the fact that Boss Shi showed no remorse, she knew that some of his ideas were already deeply rooted in his heart.
Even his own daughter couldn't change him, let alone outsiders.
As Chen Aihua left Shi Laoliu's house, she was still muttering about what had just happened.
"He's really out of his mind. He doesn't cherish such a good daughter, but dotes on his nephew. I wonder if he'll rely on this nephew to support him in his old age!"
"Sweetie is such a good girl. She's always had excellent grades and got into a teachers' college, which is a top-tier university!"
Yan Sui casually asked, "Sweetie's dad is so biased, doesn't her mom care?"
Chen Aihua shook her head. "Her mother is extremely timid and never dares to speak up for her. Her father is the one who calls the shots at home."
Yan Sui remained silent, so there was nothing that could be done.
In the afternoon, she accompanied Fu Xicheng to paint outside.
She has little artistic talent and can't really help; she can only sit behind and watch her paint.
"You're such a great artist, why did you become a food vlogger?"
Fu Xicheng paused, "Because my mother has anorexia, but she says she's happy when she sees me eating well."
Yan Sui was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say.
If she pressed for more information, it would involve her privacy, so she didn't say anything more.
Would you like some watermelon juice?
"Yes!" Fu Xicheng immediately replied.
Yan Sui smiled and patted her head, "Come to my house for dinner tonight, I'll treat you to freshly squeezed watermelon juice."
"Really? Sui Sui, the watermelons you grow must be delicious!"
Yan Sui raised an eyebrow. "Didn't I already send it to your uncle?"
She lives with Fu Yansheng, so there's no reason why she shouldn't have food.
Fu Xicheng pouted and said pitifully, "My uncle is a miser. He won't let me eat it, so I still don't know what your watermelon tastes like."
After she finished speaking, Fu Yansheng's cold voice came from behind her: "Are you trying to tell me now that you fed that half watermelon to the dog last night?"
Fu Xicheng felt a chill run down the back of his neck and turned around guiltily.
"Uncle."
Yan Sui couldn't help but laugh. She clapped her hands and stood up.
"I won't disturb your work any longer. Come over early tonight, Mr. Fu. Would you like to come along?"
Fu Yansheng hesitated for a moment, "Will this be a disturbance?"
"No, my uncle has always wanted to thank you for helping him get sponsorship."
Fu Yansheng looked at her pretty face so close to his own, and his eyes darkened.
"In terms of contributions, Mr. Qu seems to be much greater than me."
Yan Sui tilted her head and leaned slightly closer to him.
"But I'd like to invite Mr. Fu to dinner. Would you like to come?"
Her eyes were like the starry night sky of Changqing Village, dazzling and incredibly clear and clean, making it impossible for anyone to refuse them.
"Come."
Yan Sui, like a cat that had stolen some fish, made no attempt to hide the cunning in her eyes, and hopped away.
Fu Yansheng stopped and watched her cheerful figure gradually disappear into the distance.
He didn't look away until they disappeared from sight.
Fu Xicheng was standing beside him at some point. "Uncle, the person is nowhere to be seen."
Fu Yansheng lowered his eyes, his expression once again becoming serious and unsmiling.
"Work hard."
Fu Xicheng pouted, "Uncle, if only you hadn't canceled the engagement back then, and had married Yan Sui, we would have been a family."
Fu Yan remained focused on looking ahead, her profile sharply defined.
"That's different."
The Yan Sui kept in the Fu family mansion is not the current her.
She is free.
Fu Xicheng wrinkled his nose. "Then tell me, do you regret breaking off the engagement with her now?"
Fu Yansheng paused and glanced at her sideways.
"I never—"
"Wait!" Fu Xicheng suddenly interrupted him, taking out her phone from her pocket.
"Uncle, I'll record something, you can speak now."
Fu Yansheng: "..."
He pursed his lips slightly and raised his hand to tap her head.
"Work hard."
Seeing that he was about to leave, Fu Xicheng quickly grabbed his arm.
"Uncle, do you know that Fu Qingci is going to marry Yan Mo?"
"I know." The tone was indifferent, as if he didn't care at all.
Fu Xicheng muttered, "What's wrong with the Yan family? What's so great about Fu Qingci that he dared to marry his only daughter?"
Even if she knew she couldn't reach Fu Yansheng's level and wanted to settle for second best, this was too far a step backward.
"They may not know."
"Who?" Fu Xicheng was stunned, but quickly came to his senses.
"Uncle, do you mean that Yan Mo and Fu Qingci acted first and informed us later? But now that the news of the wedding has been released, Yan Mo's parents must be furious."
Fu Xicheng's expression was somewhat complicated; Yan Mo's behavior...
Difficult to assess.
“Fu Qingci needs to attract investment for his projects, and he is short of money right now. Since your father is unable to support him, he will naturally resort to any means necessary.”
The plan to act first and inform later was to take advantage of Yan Mo and the Yan family to ask for money.
Unfortunately, he misjudged the character of Yan Zhaohua and Zou Shuangyun.
Yan Mo isn't that important.
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