Fu Yunsheng scoffed, "I don't want this gift."

Fu Fu's father was slightly relieved. Fortunately, he didn't say that I was not your son.

Now everyone knows that Fu Yunsheng is the first person in human history to be taken after by a vampire. Everyone knows that Boris IV, the dark night vampire, gave him his ancestral ruby, which symbolizes himself and the Boris family.

His name is destined to be written into history, and he is also destined to be favored by vampires.

This man is his son...

Fu Fu took back his hand and asked in a good voice, "what gift do you want, son, no matter what you want, dad will buy it for you."

"I don't need to buy what I want." Fu Yunsheng's voice was cool. He looked at Fu Fu with a more sarcastic tone. "I just want Fu yunqi to apologize to me."

Fu Fu's face changed slightly.

Fu Yunsheng slowly raised his lips, holding the black mobile phone in his hand, and said, "if you can't do it, it's OK."

With that, he didn't wait for what he was saying, and directly raised his foot into a middle school.

At the door, the middle-aged man's fingers were tight. He was holding the gift bag in his hand, and his temple jumped abruptly.

After a while, his hand slightly relaxed, the edge of the gift bag was crumpled by him, "call yunqi, let him come here now."

"Mr. Fu, this..." the subordinates were a little embarrassed, "young master's temper, you know, if he could come to apologize, he would have come long ago...

" let people tie him up. " Fu Fu walked forward with a calm face, and then threw his gift bag into the dustbin at the door of No.1 middle school.

Now it's just like this. Fu Yunsheng has no longer paid attention to him. What about the future?

If he married Boris IV in the future, wouldn't it be as easy to torture them as to crush an ant?

Instead of waiting for him to spare his life at that time, it is better to take the initiative to apologize now, or you will have to wait for death.

"... yes, Mr. Fu."

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Fu Yunsheng walked into the classroom with a calm face. At the moment when he entered the classroom, the surroundings became quiet.

"Fu Yunsheng, what's wrong with you? You look like you don't look very well. Do you want to see a doctor?"

"Classmate Fu, your face is so white, didn't you have breakfast, hypoglycemia, I have bread for you."

"Fu Yunsheng, I don't think you can do this. Why don't we take you to the school doctor?"

Fu Yunsheng sat down in his seat, pale and frowning, "no need."

"Nothing."

The students next to him looked stiff, but they didn't dare to say anything, for fear that they would make him angry.

Fu Yunsheng straightened his schoolbag with drooping eyes and put the black mobile phone aside.

He was slow as if he had been slowed down many times.

In front of the students looked back at him one eye, want to talk and stop.

Fu Yunsheng sat there for more than ten minutes.

He found out the homework, took them around the classroom without expression, gave the homework of each subject to the class representatives, and came back slowly.

I don't know if Xie Yu sent him a text message.

He hasn't looked at his cell phone for a long time. There should be new SMS, right?

Fu Yunsheng sat back and quietly looked at the black mobile phone on the desk for two seconds. With a deep breath, he picked it up....