Chapter 96 Why did Uncle Jin, who is not a gentleman at all, still manage to get married?
Fu Yitu: "..."
I've already said he's a child, not a mentally challenged one!
He was about to say something more when Fu Jinzhi gave him a sharp look and said in a low voice:
"Don't talk while eating or sleeping. If you talk again, I'll make you wear an Ultraman suit to class tomorrow."
Fu Yitu is a typical young master born with a silver spoon in his mouth. He developed his own aesthetic sense early on and is quite concerned about his image.
Making Fu Yitu go out in an Ultraman outfit was more painful for him than missing an exam.
"This is authoritarianism, it's unfair!" Fu Yitu's dark, round eyes flashed with anger, his small fists clenched tightly.
Unfortunately, when you are weak enough, even anger seems cute.
“That’s right,” Fu Jinzhi said with no shame for bullying a child. He gave a wicked smile. “Who told you that you have no financial autonomy now, eating my food, wearing my clothes, and using my things?”
"I want you to wear whatever I want you to wear when you go out."
Fu Yitu jumped off the chair, ran away and then ran back, holding up a bank card in his hand. "I have living expenses!"
"Is that so?" Fu Jinzhi continued to tease the child. "I just won't take your living expenses. You can only be manipulated by me."
Fu Yitu opened his eyes wide in surprise. Why were the adults he met always so shameless?
They have absolutely no sense of manners or reason!
He bit his lip in anger, his childish voice filled with resentment:
"When I grow up, I'll make you spend money too."
"If you like Maybach, I'll only let you ride in a Ferrari; if you like Vacheron Constantin, I'll definitely let you wear a Patek Philippe!"
"puff!"
No, this is too funny! Wen Yao pinched her thigh hard, trying to suppress her laughter.
Fu Jinzhi, however, could still speak in a serious tone, raising an eyebrow, "You'll have to wait until you grow up to have a chance to get revenge on me."
"Now you'd better listen to me and eat your food."
Fu Yitu: How annoying Uncle Jin is!
Although Fu Jinzhi always teases Fu Yitu, and Fu Yitu is always so angry he turns into a pufferfish, the two of them actually have a good relationship.
Fu Yitu had two equestrian lessons every week this summer, but this week the equestrian teacher was sick and took leave.
Upon receiving the news, Fu Yitu immediately called to comfort the equestrian instructor and told him to take a few more days off.
After hanging up the phone, he looked somewhat disappointed.
He loved riding horses; the feeling of speeding along, as if he had sprouted invisible wings and was soaring through the air, was always irresistible to children who loved novelty and excitement.
After Fu Jin got off work, seeing Fu Yitu looking dejected, she leaned close to Wen Yao's ear and whispered:
"What happened to him?"
Before he could finish speaking, Wen Yao stuffed a bite of watermelon into his mouth.
It's both sweet and cool.
Seeing that Fu Jinzhi was still nearby, Wen Yao moved the watermelon aside, her eyes showing some wariness.
"If you want more, go get it from the fridge. Don't wait for me to feed you!"
Fu Jinzhi was helpless; he was gradually beginning to understand Wen Yao's thought process.
Wen Yao must be thinking that she can't spoil him too much, otherwise she'll lose her authority as a wife.
Fu Jinzhi: "I wanted to ask, what happened to Fu Yitu?"
Wen Yao glanced at Fu Yitu and then told Fu Jinzhi the whole story.
"It's just a small matter." Fu Jinzhi patted the table, attracting the attention of Wen Yao and Fu Yitu.
Fu Jinzhi: "I'm free tomorrow, let's go to the horse farm together."
Wen Yao and Fu Yitu immediately cheered.
Fu Yitu's usual horse farm is in the suburbs, but the surrounding transportation is quite convenient, making it a regular choice for wealthy people in S City.
The meadow is wide open, surrounded by lush trees, with fresh air and a pleasant environment.
Wen Yao took a deep breath of the moist air, feeling as if every pore on her body had opened up.
Fu Yitu's horse is named Hongzhao, a gift from Fu Jinzhi for his fifth birthday.
Hong Zhao had only recently come of age. She was agile and covered with a layer of soft, fiery red fur that shone like satin in the sunlight.
But its eyes are innocent and gentle, radiating human warmth, just like a child's.
Fu Yizhao excitedly hugged and cuddled Hongzhao, sharing her recent daily life with it.
Just as Wen Yao was enjoying the sight, a middle-aged man dressed in knight's attire walked over.
The man waved to the two of them and said politely, "Mr. Fu, Mrs. Fu."
Wen Yao didn't recognize this person, so she looked at Fu Jinzhi. Fu Jinzhi squeezed her hand and replied politely, "Mr. Mao, what brings you here?"
A hint of embarrassment flashed across Mr. Mao's face. "It's like this, my daughter Minmin also likes horseback riding."
"But she was in poor health, so her family didn't dare let her ride a big horse. They coaxed her by saying that little children ride little horses."
"She'll be here soon. Could Mr. Fu's young master ride a pony today?"
The words sounded very polite, but they were just a way to get Fu Yitu to sacrifice his own interest to please his daughter.
To put it bluntly, why couldn't his daughter go on a different day or go somewhere else? It's Fu Yitu's freedom to choose which horse to ride.
More importantly, he directly asked Fu Jinzhi, clearly without considering Fu Yitu's wishes.
The bright summer morning sun shone brilliantly, making Fu Jinzhi's handsome face stand out even more. His crimson lips curled into a smile, exuding a hint of aggression.
"It's no use asking me, Mr. Mao. The children of the Fu family all have the right to make their own decisions."
"You should ask Yitu what he thinks."
Mr. Mao was stunned. He pursed his lips and looked at Fu Yitu. "Little friend, can you not ride the horse today? Uncle can give you a SA starship set."
SA's starships are assembly models, and their cost is exorbitant. Regular models cost over five figures, while limited editions can fetch millions.
It's become very popular among children in S City recently.
Fu Yitu remained calm in the face of the sudden situation, and asked in a slow and deliberate voice, "Uncle, is your daughter Mao Xinmin?"
Mr. Mao nodded.
Fu Yitu waved his hand, "Then I won't ride Hongzhao today. You don't need to give me a gift. Mao Xinmin is my classmate."
Fu Yitu still had baby fat on his face, but his behavior was proper and elegant, making Mr. Mao, who was trying to coax the children, look dull in comparison.
After Mr. Mao left, Wen Yao approached Fu Yitu to inquire about the situation.
It turns out that Mr. Mao and his wife had a child at an advanced age, having their precious daughter when they were over 40. Unfortunately, Mao Xinmin was born with a weak constitution.
These parents doted on their daughter like the apple of their eye, spoiling and controlling her to an extreme.
From the time Mao Xinmin started kindergarten, her family monitored her every move through surveillance cameras, and the whole family would come out to help if there was any problem.
For the past ten years since birth, Mao Xinmin has never touched food or drinks from outside, and the water she drinks at school is mineral water that has been airlifted in.
In short, she is very famous in the circle of children like Fu Yitu.
“My mother said I should be a gentleman and know how to give way to the elderly, the weak, the sick, and the disabled.” Fu Yitu straightened his chest. “If I’m not a gentleman, no girl will want to marry me.”
At this point, Fu Yitu's face fell, and he looked at Fu Jinzhi with some resentment, "But why is Uncle Jin not a gentleman at all, yet he still managed to get a wife?"
Fu Jinzhi: They've really got a hard fist now.
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