Chapter 86 Kidnapping Again

There was another important thing that he didn't do. Liu Mang hadn't taken my dad to the nursing home yet. He found a good and reputable nursing home. I asked him to ask around. Everything was really good.

But there was a problem with letting my dad live in the nursing home. Yang Meng didn't let anyone go. She even asked her family to surround my dad's house. Anyone who dared to carry him would have to step over their bodies.

Liu Mang said that this kind of rogue approach was the most disgusting, but it was really impossible for people to deal with them, especially the old man, lying at the door, no one dared to enter my father's door.

I asked them to steal, and my father stole it to the nursing home. Although I didn't see it with my own eyes, I could tell from Liu Mang's tone that my father was living a worse life than death.

In the evening, when Liu Mang and I finished the call and came back from the balcony to the living room, Fu Jing was sitting on the sofa, and he waved at me.

I habitually snuggled into his arms, curled up, and covered my feet with his legs.

"Fu Jing, I'm cold." My head rubbed against his chest.

He tightened his arms and hugged me. "That's it. You still want to go abroad?"

"Your grandfather sent me to australia, which is warmer than home." I looked up at him. "If you hang my thick clothes back in the closet again, I'll freeze to death there."

He suddenly childishly pressed my head into his arms and didn't get up for me. "I won't let you go."

When he said this, I felt very childish, but I liked it. I heard that men become childish in front of the people they like.

"Fu Jing, I want hotpot." No matter how he warms me, I feel chilly. "It's the warmest to eat hotpot. I have a lot of hotpot dip recipes in my collection. Let's try them."

He promised me. He used to be a busy man.

We dressed up and went to the hotpot restaurant together. I ordered a lot of things, but I couldn't eat them and he was there.

The soup was boiling, and I put a lot of meat in it. I also put three small bowls of different dipping ingredients in front of me.

"Fu Jing, did my sister ever tell you about our childhood?"

"No." He refilled the glass that I had finished my drink.

A smile appeared on my face. "When I was a child, my family was not poor. My parents would occasionally take us to a restaurant. My favorite food was hotpot, but my sister didn't like it. My sister said that after eating, she would have to change her clothes."

"In fact, she was afraid of pain and dirt. After my mother died, my stepmother moved into our house without stopping. From then on, my sister and I lived a dirty and painful life. My sister wanted to run away, but I didn't want to. I didn't want to sleep on the street, I didn't want to eat without food."

Later, my stepmother hit us hard, and my sister and I were worried. I pushed the pregnant woman down the stairs, and then we were kicked out of the house.

I clearly remember that day when my stepmother was lying on the ground, her clothes were all gray, her hair was plastered on her face, and her lower body was bleeding. I was scared, and I was scared, and I was afraid that my father would kill me.

My sister wasn't afraid. She even kicked my stepmother in the stomach a few times.

At that moment, I actually doubted my sister. Before I pushed my stepmother, she always cried in front of me and said that her stepmother had beaten her to death. What I wanted to endure was that she used her injury to incite me to retaliate and said that if I was chased out, she would support me.

Plus, I made a mistake and my sister was beaten up by my stepmother to protect me. I didn't hesitate to push her down the stairs.

I told all of this to Fu Jing. "Fu Jing, I don't understand why my sister works in a nightclub because she's afraid of dirt and pain."

"You think it's dirty, not everyone thinks it's dirty." He rubbed my head. "Chen Lai came to North city after you were kicked out?"

I nodded. "I stayed at my classmate's house for two days and was chased out by my classmate's mother. My sister came to North city with the money she stole from my stepmother and left me two or three hundred meals. Until she sent the money, I slept in the classroom."

"Forget the past if you can."

"If it were you, would you forget?" I looked at him.

I know, and neither can Fu Jing.

"Otherwise, let's forget about the past together." I held his big hand. "You're the head of the family. You have to take a lead, don't you?"

He looked at me and looked down seriously. "Okay."

Although I don't know what fu jing is going to forget, I hope he can forget, just like we will forget each other in the future.

I suddenly felt that the time I came back was the happiest time we had ever been together. There was no quarrel, no inequality, I released my feelings, and he no longer hid them.

Unfortunately, happiness is always short-lived.

After eating the hot pot, we walked home, and the cold wind poured into our bodies from our necks. It was cold, and I liked it very much.

When I got home, I saw the trash at the door and forgot to throw it away. I told him and went downstairs to throw it away. With this throw, I could never go back to Fu Jing.

Fu Shouye's men tied me up in the same way. When I woke up, I was as weak as the last time. When I saw Fu Shouye in front of me, I was less nervous than the last time, but more calm.

"Are you trying to go back on your word by staying by Fu Jing's side?"

I smiled and said, "Master fu, you misunderstood me. I really don't want to go back on my word. I've packed my luggage. You've investigated and I should know that there's a father in my hometown. I've been settling down with him recently. I promise I won't come back."

"Really?"

I nodded because I was telling the truth, so I had a lot of confidence.

"If you don't believe me, you can send someone to investigate."

Fu Shouye waved his hand, with a cigar between his fingers. "I don't need to send someone to check. I believe you. Has your father been dealt with?"

"I'll know if it's okay after tonight." When I thought of Liu Mang's actions, I inevitably felt a little worried.

"Then I'll wait with you for tonight."

Fu Shouye's tolerance made our conversation a little easier and gave me a chance to look around. This is a suite, which should be the presidential suite of a six-star hotel in terms of decoration and size.

My phone was still lying quietly in my pocket, and there was still no news until two o' clock in the morning.

I'm losing my cool. Fu Shouye doesn't have any idea. I think Fu Jing is quite comfortable with that.

At about four o' clock, Liu Mang finally called. I didn't hesitate at all and immediately picked up the phone. Fu Shouye was sitting next to me right now.