that you're going to continue like this""What does that mean" Fu Xiaoyao didn't quite understand.Lu Hanchuan picked up the water glass from the tea table, "Although Fu Zixuan is being threatened by me...Qi Dongming's eyes widened.
Fu Xiaoyao continued, "My mother is right. You don't have much business acumen, yet you refuse to admit it. That's why Qi Family's enterprises haven't developed well in the past twenty years, and now they don't even have a company."
"You think my mother looks down on you, trampling your dignity under her feet The person who truly looks down on you is yourself. You're too sensitive, too insecure, and too concerned with what others think. Yet you're unwilling to accept that my mother is more capable than you. Because in your eyes, women should stay home and handle housework. That's why you can't accept it." Fu Xiaoyao tore down all his pretenses.
Qi Dongming's eyes were complex and conflicted, finally turning into a sigh, "Perhaps. But what use is it to say these things now You already know everything you wanted to know."
"You're right. I know the truth about my mother's car accident now, and next comes Qi Ya." Fu Xiaoyao's lips curled into a cold smile.
Qidongming this time was also very cooperative, he readily recounted everything Qi Ya had done to her six years ago.
With this, we can basically frame Qi Ya.
After all, even Qi Ya's biological father said that Qi Ya killed someone, how could others possibly not believe it.
After doing all that, Fu Xiaoyao took the camera's memory card and prepared to go back.
But just as she was about to reach the basement door, Qi Dongming suddenly shouted loudly from behind her, "I'm sorry, little girl, it's Dad who is sorry for you..."
Fu Xiaoyao's footsteps stopped, her eyes reddening at the sound of "Daddy".
Once, after learning that the Fu family weren't her biological parents, she longed for her real parents to be kind and loving, showering her with the parental affection she craved most.
But fate played a cruel trick on her. Her biological mother had already passed away, and her father was the enemy who had killed her first child. He even said he didn't regret hurting her!
Thinking of this, Fu Xiaoyao’s eyes turned red as she looked back at him. “Qi Dongming, you are not my father, you have no right to be my father! Didn't you say that you wouldn't acknowledge me as your daughter You only have Qi Ya as your daughter, don't you So what qualifications do you have now, what face do you have to call yourself my father!”
Qi Dongming self-deprecatingly lowered his eyelids, still that sentence, "I'm sorry..."
"Excuse me Hmph, I won't accept that. Do you think a simple apology can make up for the hurt you caused me I'm telling you, it's impossible. So take back your insincere apologies and don't even dream that an apology can soften my heart and let you off the hook. No way!"
After saying that coldly, Fu Xiaoyao didn't stay any longer. She lifted her foot and walked out of the basement.
After she left, she looked up at the pitch-black night sky and tears finally streamed down her face uncontrollably.
She could tell that Qi Dongming's two apologies were sincere, he truly felt sorry for her.
But so what
Should she have to accept his apology
If he had apologized to her six years ago, she might have softened and forgiven him. After all, she had always craved genuine paternal love, but he didn't. Instead, six years later, when her heart was the hardest, he told her sorry.
How ridiculous.
"You guys, continue to keep an eye on him, but you don't need to lock him in the basement anymore. Just keep him upstairs, but make sure the windows are secure so he can't escape through them. You can also get him a TV so he can see a little bit of the outside world. And leave the lights on." Fu Xiaoyao instructed the men.
The man was puzzled.
Fu Xiaoyao explained, “He’s already lost his use. He's going to jail soon, so before he goes to prison, let him have it a little easier. It's also my daughterly duty to show filial piety to him after all he gave me life.”
"Very well, Second Miss."
"Hmm." Fu Xiaoyao nodded slightly, then put on her sunglasses, covering the rare vulnerability in her eyes, and got into the car.
Back at the apartment building, it was already past eleven o'clock. It had been two hours.
Fu Xiaoyao sat in the car, but instead of getting out, she leaned on the steering wheel, adjusting the suppressed emotions in her heart.
Actually, when she saw Qi Dongming this time, she got what she wanted, but her heart wasn't filled with much joy, instead, it was heavy.
After all, Qi Dongming is her biological father.
As a daughter, sending her own biological father to prison with her own hands must have brought immense pressure.
Even under pressure, she wouldn't give up on the idea of sending Qi Dongming to jail. It's only natural for debtors to repay their debts. Qi Dongming did wrong, and he should be punished.
Next, it's Lu Hanchuan and Qi Ya's turn. Fu Xiaoyao raised an eye, her gaze cold as she looked at the road ahead.
She couldn't wait any longer. After getting Qidong Ming's confession, she was eager to get rid of Qi Ya.
She had almost enough evidence in her hand to put Qi Ya away for good, but Qi Ya was still the Mrs. Lu for now.
It's definitely not a good idea to have her rashly report the police and arrest Qi Ya. The Lu family would definitely interfere for face.
This is the real reason she has never directly attacked Qi Ya.
So the current situation, we must let Lu Hanchuan and Qi Ya divorce as soon as possible. Only if Qi Ya is no longer a member of the Lu family will the Lu family not interfere.
Thinking about this, Fu Xiaoyao pursed her lips and suddenly got out of the car to buy a large can of beer at a nearby supermarket. Then she sat by the roadside, drinking one can after another.
After drinking almost to the point of intoxication, she took out her phone and dialed Lu Hannan's number.
The phone was answered quickly, Lu Hanchuan's voice, tired, came through. "Xiaoyao"
"Hanchuan, it's me burping..." She hiccupped.
Lu Hanchuan was stunned for a moment, then frowned and asked, "Have you been drinking"
"Yeah, I'm in a good mood, so I had a few bottles." Fu Xiaoyao replied slurring her words.
Lu Hanchuan's brows furrowed even deeper, already creased enough to kill a mosquito, "How many bottles have you had"
"Yeah, a few bottles of beer, but for some reason, beer can get you drunk too."
Lu Hanchuan helplessly said, "It's wine, it gets you drunk."
"Really" Fu Xiao Yao blinked, "Han Chuan you're so smart, you even know about burps..."
Another burp.
Lu Hanchuan pinched the bridge of his nose, "Where are you You have a car body there, are you outside now"
"Well, I'm by the roadside downstairs of the apartment building, but I can't find out which one is my home. Hanchuan, come pick me up." Fu Xiaoyao's voice was coquettish with a crying tone.
Lu Hanchuan's eyes darkened, his breath hitched for a moment, and his voice became hoarse, "Okay, I'll come pick you up. Don't hang up."
She's very dangerous on the street right now, what if someone takes advantage of her being drunk and does something to her, he could know the situation immediately here.
Putting down his phone, Lu Hanchuan took the coat off the shelf and put it on, didn't even button it up, and walked out of the study.
Aunt Song was watching TV downstairs. When she saw him coming down, still in his suit, it was obvious he was going out. She couldn't help but ask, "Where are you going, sir"
"Receive people." Lu Hanchuan replied with two words casually, then walked towards the entrance hall.
"Who are you meeting"
Lu Hanchuan put on his shoes without answering.
Song Yi saw that he had clearly heard her, but still didn't speak. She was quite helpless, "Well then, are you coming back tonight I'll leave a light on for you."
"Hmm." Lu Hanchuan nodded, then opened the door and walked out.
Soon, Aunt Song was seen driving out of the garage. With a whoosh, the car sped out of the villa and towards the main gate of the estate at high speed.
Aunt Song muttered, "So hurried, who on earth are you meeting with"Fu Xiaoyao twitched the corner of her mouth, threw away her phone and stopped thinking about it, continuing to focus on her own work. 。...Busy until half past eleven, she stood up, moved her aching s...