Seeing that Zhu Fanfan was softening, Fu Jing tried to hug her, but Zhu Fanfan instinctively dodged away. Zhu Fanfan had no choice but to explain, "I don't like strangers getting close to me."
Fu Jing's eyes were filled with tears and guilt: "It's my fault. I haven't been able to see you even once in all these years. Your grandparents wouldn't tell me where you were. I think about what you're doing every day, whether anyone is taking care of you, whether you're eating enough, and whether you're warm enough. Unfortunately, I don't have a letter of introduction, so I can't go anywhere, and I don't even know where you live."
Zhu Fanfan was a bit far away. It has to be said that Fu Jing's crying was quite beautiful, as delicate as Lin Daiyu, making her look pitiful. Unfortunately, she ran into the straight-talking Zhu Fanfan: "Your nose is running, it's about to get into your mouth."
Fu Jing froze for a moment, then hurriedly wiped her nose with a handkerchief. Not feeling any stickiness, she realized she had been deceived. She still said weakly, "It's okay if you blame me. It's my fault for not fulfilling my responsibilities as a mother. This is your younger brother, Xue Yaozu. I may not be able to protect you, but when your brother grows up, he will definitely be able to stand up for you and seek justice for you if anyone bullies you."
Zhu Fanfan just quietly watched the bewildered Xue Yaozu. This simple-minded fool, Fu Jing was supporting her, did she think she was blind?
Zhu Fanfan and the others were standing at the top of the stairs on the second floor. Zhu Fanfan glanced at the stairs, which looked quite sturdy and not very high, and nodded.
Fu Jing was happy, knowing that little Zhu Fanfan would be moved by her. However, she didn't expect Zhu Fanfan to pull Xue Yaozu aside, push him down, and kick him down the stairs. Xue Yaozu rolled down the stairs with a scream.
Fu Jing couldn't help but scream. Zhu Fanfan quickly snatched the milk from her hand. After all, the supplies were innocent and shouldn't be wasted. Nowadays, porcelain and milk are hard to buy. He originally planned to splash it on Fu Jing's face, but then felt that Fu Jing didn't deserve it.
Before Fu Jing could make a move, Zhu Fanfan pulled her over, threw her down, and kicked her in one smooth motion, without spilling a drop of milk—perfect. Fu Jing screamed and tumbled down the stairs. Only then did Zhu Fanfan breathe a sigh of relief, feeling much better.
After knocking on the door, Fang Zhiguo came out. Zhu Fanfan smiled and said, "Uncle Fang, please have some milk."
Fang Zhiguo: ...
Looking at Zhu Fanfan with a complicated expression, he finally took the milk and went into the room, saying, "Don't overdo it."
They were still in the Fu family home after all. If they brazenly pushed someone's daughter downstairs, it would be difficult for Old Master Fu to handle the situation if it got out of hand. He had no doubt about Zhu Fanfan's fighting ability.
After closing the door, Zhu Fanfan saw that Fu Jing below was ignoring her own pain and kept asking how Xue Yaozu was, looking extremely distressed. Look, this is the real expression of heartache. She hadn't even put her heart into her acting just now. Zhu Fanfan walked down the stairs step by step and stopped at the fourth step.
Seeing that her son was alright, Fu Jing stood up to hit Zhu Fanfan, but Zhu Fanfan kicked her away and she fell down. Zhu Fanfan had a sweet smile on her angelic face: "Are you going to hit me?"
Fu Jing screamed again, "Zhu Fanfan, you're my own mother, how dare you hit me?"
Zhu Fanfan said, looking aggrieved, "How could I dare?"
Then she slapped Xue Yaozu. She dared to hit Xue Yaozu because hitting her son hurt her more than hitting herself.
Xue Yaozu, who had just been frightened and finally calmed down by Fu Jing, was slapped and burst into tears again: "Mom, she bullied me, hit her!"
Fu Jing raised her hand and was about to come over when Zhu Fanfan kicked her in the knee. Fu Jing immediately fell down, not even having time to react. As she fell, Zhu Fanfan grabbed her by the neck, and Fu Jing was so choked that she almost stuck out her tongue.
Zhu Fanfan quickly let go, then grabbed her again in an instant, shifting her position so it wouldn't constrict Fu Jing. She dragged Fu Jing up the stairs. Xue Yaozu, being somewhat conscientious, tried to stop her, but Zhu Fanfan tapped him, and he collapsed to the ground, unable to move, watching helplessly as his mother was dragged away.
Zhu Fanfan easily dragged Fu Jing to the second floor, then kicked her again, and she tumbled down the stairs again. When she stopped, Fu Jing was completely dizzy. Zhu Fanfan got down, squatted in front of Fu Jing, and grabbed her by the neck.
Fu Jing immediately felt suffocated. She tried to push Zhu Fanfan away, but her hands were held firmly and she couldn't move them. Her breathing became difficult, and in a daze, she seemed to see the King of Hell's palace. Fear filled every cell in her body.
Zhu Fanfan released Fu Jing and looked at her with a smile. Fu Jing screamed, "You're not my daughter! My daughter wouldn't be like this! Who are you? Get away from my daughter and give her back! I'll fight you to the death!"
Zhu Fanfan stood up and looked down at Fu Jing: "If you really fight me, I might respect you a little more. But don't try to disgust me by saying I'm your daughter, or you'll find that your precious son will never hear you speak."
Fu Jing lunged forward, but Zhu Fanfan easily dodged by moving slightly, using the momentum to push Fu Jing to the other side. Fu Jing immediately crashed into the wall, blood flowing from her forehead. However, upon seeing the blood, she broke down, screaming and shouting incoherently.
Suddenly, Zhu Fanfan pointed at Fu Jing and said in a soft voice, "You're lying, you're a liar, I hate you."
Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably, her expression one of anger. I'm grateful for her incontinence; she can cry whenever she wants, as easily as she wants.
Then the door was pushed open. Fu Minghao and Tan Fuya were still chatting and laughing when they saw Fu Jing grabbing her hair and shouting like a madwoman. Fanfan pointed at Fu Jing with aggrieved expression and cried silently.
Fu Minghao's face darkened as he approached, and Zhu Fanfan immediately threw herself into her grandfather's arms: "Grandpa, this woman insists she's my biological mother. She said you told her grandparents abusing me, and she demanded my bankbook so she could support my younger brother and seek justice from my grandparents. When I refused, she tore her hair, yelled, rolled down the stairs, and banged her head against the wall, saying she'd tell you I pushed her, that she'd make you hate me, and that she wouldn't let me come back..."
Zhu Fanfan was crying so hard she could barely breathe, but her words were still clearly audible.
Fu Jing screamed frantically, "Dad, she's a demon! She's possessed by something evil! She's not my daughter! She's incredibly strong! She hit me and Yaozu! She's trying to kill me, Dad—"
Seeing that Fu Jing didn't seem to be acting, Fu Minghao closed his eyes and took a deep breath: "Sister Xu, have someone take Fu Jing and Xue Yaozu to the hospital for a check-up. Pack her things and send them to the Xue family. Fu Jing, you don't need to go back to the Fu family anymore."
Fu Jing asked incredulously, "Dad, what did you say?"
Fu Minghao looked into Fu Jing's eyes seriously and said, "I'm telling you, Fu Jing, Fanfan is just a child. She was used to exchange for Xue Yaozu right after she was born. She is a child of the Zhu family, and she is only five years old this year."
Looking at her father's disappointed eyes, Fu Jing felt terrified: "Dad, I swear it really was Zhu Fanfan who pushed me and Yaozu downstairs. She's lying."
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