Chapter 107

Fu Chen in one side mouth owe of say, cause Fu Xue Ya of an angry look.

Fu Jiangsheng got up and went to the yard. Today, he had to ask carefully whether it was the family song Jiuyue forced by his grandson.

Fu Luoer, who has been in the army for a long time, doesn't have any problems.

When he looked up and saw several people coming, he knew that the main play was coming, and his head was raised.

"Little disaster, I ask you, when you are with that girl song September, do you take the initiative or the other party takes the initiative? Do you force others?"

Fu Jin looked at Fu Chen who was hiding in the crowd. He took a puff at the corner of his mouth and nodded.

"I forced her to take the initiative."

"Son of a bitch!! Where are you going to throw the Fu family's face!! Get the whip! "

"Grandfather..."

Fu xueya couldn't bear to bow her head and say a word. She glanced at Fu Jiangsheng's eyes. She was scared and excited.

"Not yet!"

Fu Jiangsheng gave a low roar, and his body trembled.

Fu xueya had never seen such a grandfather. He was completely shocked. Fu Chen turned to the living room immediately. When she came back, she had a black whip in her hand.

"Here you are, grandfather."

If it's not the wrong occasion, Fu Yan really jumped up and cursed this man. Is this still his brother? What a beast!

However, he forgot that when Fu Chen was still in the army, he took the opportunity to dig the corner of others, which was not authentic. Fu Chen was also a beast in his eyes.

"Son of a bitch!"

Fu Jiangsheng whipped a whip on Fu Yan's back. He spent most of his life in the army. With all his strength, the whip almost broke Fu Yan's waist and hurt his back.

But no one dares to come up and plead, and it's all Fu Qian's fault.

"How did I teach you when I was young? Did you learn like this?"

Fu Jiangsheng waved the whip and whipped it to Fu Yan's back. The injuries on his back crisscrossed in an instant. In many places, the skin and flesh were even deep. It seems that the old man didn't leave any affection.

Fu Jin didn't say anything from the beginning to the end. Dou Da's sweat kept rolling down from his forehead. He bit his lip tightly and didn't speak a word.

After 20 lashes, the old man stopped. There was a twinkle of heartache in his eyes. But when he thought of the son-in-law's son-in-law, his heart softened a little.

"I'll deal with it when I go back. I don't want to hear your two names tied together. I won't allow her to marry into the Fu family. You should know that, Xiao Qian."

"I just want to be with her."

Fu jinzui obstinately back to such a sentence, Fu will be angry and waved the whip in his hand, only half of the time, was stopped.

Looking up, it's not who Fu Chen is. This guy finally found out his conscience.

"Grandfather, you know Xiaoqian's temper. It's no use beating him. He just makes a fresh impression on Song Jiuyue. If you force two people to leave, it will only make him eat marrow and know what's good for him. Anyway, people outside already know that two people are together. It doesn't matter whether they are separated or not. You might as well let Xiaoqian take the initiative to break up with him Zi Huaxin is used to it. If you don't love women for a long time, don't be angry, grandfather. "

Fu Chen's this paragraph of words is gather to Fu Jiang Sheng's ear to say, only they two people can hear.

It's reasonable that Fu Jiangsheng throws the whip to the servant, but his eyes are still not good.

"I'll see how long you and she can go about it."

Leaving this sentence, he turned and went into the room, and did not let Fu Jin get up, so Fu Jin still did not dare to move.

Bai Wan and Fu Bo also went in, Fu xueya hesitated, did not dare to stay in this place, trotted behind them.

Only Fu Chen left here alone. Seeing the terrible wound on Fu Yan's back, he bent his mouth and sighed like heartache.

"My grandfather's hands are too light. Look, you can see bones in the deep wounds."

Fu Yan raised his head and glared at the man. His eyes only expressed two words, beast!

Fu Chen eyebrows pick pick pick, slowly squat down, see the face sweat Fu disaster, the corner of the mouth curled.

"I'm helping you. If I don't do that, song September will suffer. You know grandfather's temperament. He can't tolerate sand in his eyes. You are his grandson, so he can't do anything to you. But song September is nothing to her. Don't you move your fingers to deal with her?"

How could Fu Yan not understand these reasons in his heart, but he just couldn't stand the expression of this man's face.

Fu Chen gets up, don't bother to take care of this person again, turn round leisurely entered the living room.Mo Yi, not far away, just came over and wanted to talk.

"Boss..."

Fu Jin didn't dare to move at all. The clothes on his back had already been stained with the skin and flesh, and it hurt when he moved.

"Call back and let song Jiuyue rest early. Don't wait for me."

Mo Yijiao smoked, thinking about when it was, and also thinking about Miss Song, but since this man had given the order, he had to carry it out.

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Song September is sitting on the sofa watching TV, heard the cry of aunt Qiu, immediately got up and went to the landline, some strange how Mo Yi hit the home landline.

"Miss Song, you have a good rest tonight. The boss has something to do and won't come back."

"Well."

Song Jiuyue answers the call. After hanging up, she finds out through the huge French window that it's raining outside. She doesn't know what Fu Yan is busy with. However, since people say she won't come back, she doesn't have to wait any longer. She leads Xiao Hei upstairs and plans to sleep after taking a bath.

What she didn't know was that during the time when she took a bath, Fu Jin had been carried into the living room by the Fu family. After kneeling outside all afternoon, the wound on her back was deep and bone could be seen. Coupled with the rain, the whole person was a little confused.

The family doctor frowned and bit by bit cut the clothes on Fu Yan's back. Because the skin and flesh had been stained with the clothes, he didn't dare to use his strength at all. He could only cut them bit by bit in an attempt to make the other side feel less pain.

As soon as the cloth is torn apart, the skin and flesh will be torn down. The wound will be white under the rain. It's terrible to see. Fu xueya is scared to tears, and carefully supports Fu Yan to prevent him from leaning over.

Bai Wan didn't know what to say. The son deserved it. He touched the bottom line of the old man. If it wasn't for Fu Chen's glib plea for help, I'm afraid he was still faint outside at this time.