".......A bullied brother, a bootlicker brother? Is this girl the reincarnation of a fox demon?" Fang Zhiyi asked.
"No, no, no, do you think Bai Anan is the protagonist? Not really."
"She's like this, but she's still not the protagonist?"
"The protagonist is her future daughter, and the story tells how she rises to the top thanks to the connections left to her by her deceased mother."
"Fuck." Fang Zhiyi cursed, "Guess what, I'm someone's father, right?"
"You've become smarter."
A child who is bullied must be due to family reasons, and Fang Yunhe is no exception. He has been without a mother since he was a child. After his eldest brother ran away from home, his father's character became even worse.
My father-in-law doesn't have a formal job and likes gambling. He curses when he loses and is never patient with him.
"If I hadn't supported you, would you still have books to study?"
"Why is your face swollen? I'm telling you, don't mess with me out there. I don't have any money to compensate you."
Fang Yunhe grew up in such an environment. He was introverted, inferior, and sensitive. He did not dare to fight back when he encountered love, which also led to his tragic ending.
Fang Zhiyi looked at the messy living room in front of him, then looked at his messy self in the mirror.
"Xiao Hei, can I beat myself up? What the hell is this!"
"I don't recommend it. It will hurt." Xiao Hei paused. "By the way, the original owner ended up in a pretty miserable state. He was also a close friend."
"After he died, he remembered his love, but he still didn't dare to stand up. What a joke." Fang Zhiyi commented again.
“A lot of people are like this…”
"Stop, I just want to know if you can clean the house?" Fang Zhiyi asked.
Xiao Hei almost didn't think twice: "No way."
"Shut up."
Fang Yunhe quietly got dressed and prepared to go to the kitchen to cook some noodles before going to school, but he saw someone busy mopping the floor in the living room. He rubbed his eyes. "Is there a thief in the house?" No, what thief would come in to mop the floor for someone else if he didn't steal something?
What is that?
Fang Zhiyi tilted his head and saw the frail boy in school uniform. His brows furrowed. "What are you daydreaming about? Aren't you going to school?"
Fang Yunhe lowered his head and said nothing. He knew that it was best to speak less when facing his relatives, otherwise he might get beaten like his elder brother.
But the next moment, Fang Zhiyi threw the mop and startled him again. Fang Zhiyi entered the kitchen, brought out a bowl of noodles and placed it heavily on the table: "Eat quickly!"
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