I'm betting against the system, scumbags will become kings

Chapter 88
Mr. Fu will not allow half of the reputation of the Fu family to be stained.

In the end, Mr. Fu had no choice but to let her continue to live in the Fu family, but the people in the Fu family no longer loved her as they used to.

Looking at the Fu family who treated her coldly and indifferently, Qin Xiaoye swallowed her anger.

Fu Yuan finally didn't have to hide it anymore.

He justly refused Qin Xiaoye's approach, and rarely even went back to the old house.

In order to prevent Qin Xiaoye from getting close to Fu Yuan, Mr. Fu transferred her to a school near the old house.

No matter how unwilling Qin Xiaoye was, she could only compromise temporarily.

Time passed quickly, and Qin Xiaoye was gone in a blink of an eye.

Although Jiang Qi didn't like her, he had to admit that Qin Xiaoye worked really hard.

She has excellent grades, as long as she can learn, she is not afraid of hard work to learn everything.

In this way, Qin Xiaoye turned herself into a bright pearl.

She often sends Fu Yuan WeChat messages, either to share her daily life, or to send her holiday greetings.

On her birthday, Qin Xiaoye was wearing a thin coat and waiting downstairs at Fu Yuan's.

She sent Fu Yuan a WeChat message:
"Uncle, I know you hate me, but today is my birthday, can you spend it with me?"

It was early in the winter in Jiangcheng, there were snowflakes in the sky, the temperature was a bit cold, Qin Xiaoye's face was flushed red from the cold.

Fu Yuan heard the phone ding, and glanced at it, it was a message from Qin Xiaoye.

Seeing him say his birthday, Fu Yuan froze for a moment.

It went by so fast.

In a blink of an eye, so many years have passed.

Fu Yuan didn't return.

Soon, Qin Xiaoye's second WeChat message came:

"Uncle, no one has ever celebrated my birthday for me, so just take pity on me and spend it with me once?"

Fu Yuan still didn't return.

A few minutes later, the phone dinged again:
"Uncle, if you don't come, I'll just wait downstairs."

Fu Yuan frowned.

Go to the window.

Downstairs, Qin Xiaoye squatted under the street lamp, shrinking into a small ball.

The snow tends to fall heavily, and the green belt has been covered with a thin layer of snow.

A trace of strangeness flitted across Fu Yuan's heart, and his rationality told him that he should continue to ignore it, but when he thought that Qin Xiaoye would really wait downstairs all night, he couldn't help but feel worried again.

He remembered that when Qin Xiaoye first arrived at Fu's house, he hugged him softly and called him uncle. It would be great if time could stay at that time.

In the end, Fu Yuan went down and brought Qin Xiaoye back to the apartment.

Watching the two enter the apartment one after the other, Jiang Qi ended the filming.

She knew that Qin Xiaoye would definitely act as a demon on her birthday.

Smirking twice, Jiang Qi sent the video to Mr. Fu:
"Master,"

She didn't change to another trumpet, and used her WeChat account to file a complaint very aboveboard.

Mr. Fu, who had just finished dinner, was furious on the spot when he saw the video sent by Jiang Qi.

Without telling anyone, he asked the driver to take him to Fu Yuan's apartment.

in the apartment

Qin Xiaoye took a hot shower in the bathroom on the grounds that her clothes were soaked in snow.

Fu Yuan cooked ginger soup.

After Qin Xiaoye finished washing, she called Fu Yuan in the bathroom:

"Excuse me, uncle, can you give me a dress? My clothes are wet."

Fu Yuan frowned, and after hesitating, he still took his clothes for her.

The man's baggy clothes are put on the petite girl, which is a little cute and a little sexy.

Looking at Qin Xiaoye, Fu Yuan felt that time passed quickly.

Qin Xiaoye was only three or four years old when she came to Fu's house, and now she is a slim young girl.

She is very iconic, with fair skin, a small and delicate face, and long wet hair, which reminds people of the words "Chushui Furong".

"have you eaten?"

Passing the ginger soup to her, Fu Yuan asked.

Qin Xiaoye shook her head:
"No, I took almost two hours by car from school to uncle's place."

Her university is also far away from Fu Yuan's residence.

Looking at her thin figure, Fu Yuan asked her:

"Then I'll get you some takeaway."

Qin Xiaoye shook his head, then nodded again.

Then, she remembered something, hurried to the entrance, and opened the handbag she brought.

Inside is a cake that doesn't even have a slap in the face.

It's simple, just a layer of whipped cream topped with a single strawberry.

Perhaps because of the bumpy road, the original simple shape was somewhat deformed. The cream had already been stained on the packaging box, and the strawberries were hanging slantedly on the side.

Fu Yuan frowned.

Qin Xiaoye took out the cake and put it on the table, she smiled awkwardly:
"You were young, but now you are so ugly, uncle, you don't mind, do you?"

Before Fu Yuan could answer, Qin Xiaoye said again:

"There's nothing I can do if I don't mind, and I don't have any money. I saved money to buy this birthday cake."

Fu Yuan was dumbfounded.

He knew that Qin Xiaoye had a bad life in Fu's family these years.

Mr. Fu didn't like her, and he usually didn't give her any living expenses, and even the rest of the Fu family hated her.

But I didn't expect that she couldn't even afford a decent birthday cake.

Those things in the past have been gradually forgotten by Fu Yuan in the past ten years.

At this moment, he has begun to feel sorry for Qin Xiaoye.

"However, all of this is my own fault. I don't hate anyone. The one who should hate the most should be myself. Uncle, I came to you today not only to spend my birthday with you, but also to spend my birthday with you. You bid farewell."

Lighting a candle, Qin Xiaoye lowered her head and spoke calmly.

Candles lit and flickered.

Fu Yuan was puzzled:

"bid farewell?"

"Well, I have already applied for an exchange student quota with the school, and I may rarely come back in the future. After I graduate, I will stay in country Y and will not bother you anymore."

Qin Xiaoye smiled wryly.

Looking at the girl's pretendingly strong smile, Fu Yuan's strangeness spread little by little.

In fact, he didn't hate her that much anymore.

These years, Qin Xiaoye often sends him messages.

Either the sunset glow, or the snacks on the street corner, or the corner of the library——

The photos she sent were quiet and peaceful, and Fu Yuan felt that she had really changed.

It is precisely because of this that he occasionally thinks of Qin Xiaoye's naive appearance.

Every time I think of it, I still feel like it was yesterday in a trance.

Maybe, before he knew it, he had gotten used to her frequent "interruptions".

At this moment, when Qin Xiaoye suddenly heard Qin Xiaoye say that he was leaving and would rarely come back in the future, Fu Yuan felt his heart suddenly empty and began to feel uncomfortable for no reason.

Qin Xiaoye didn't look at him, she got up to turn off the lights.

The chandelier was off, and only the candles flickered in the living room.

"Uncle, I'm going to make a wish. I hope that I will never meet another person like uncle in the rest of my life."

Kneeling in front of the coffee table, Qin Xiaoye closed her eyes and made a wish.

Hearing the wish she made, Fu Yuan felt very uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)