Dressed as the villain's cannon fodder daughter

The young man sitting opposite was handsome and picturesque, and his every move was like a person in an oil painting.

Fu Yichen shouted softly: "The wild species..."

"Chi—" Wu Mo squinted at Fu Yichen, curled his lips, unable to hide his contempt.

Then lowered his face.

Seventeen directly stepped forward to remove his jaw, and the next second came Fu Yichen's scream, "Ah—"

Then Shi Qi directly pressed Fu Yichen's head to the ground, he was so painful that he couldn't speak, his whole body trembled.

Fu Junyan looked at his son being treated like this, and then looked at the youngest son who was cleaning the gun leisurely at this time, his expression was in a daze for a while, and he hurriedly said:

"Si Ming, we are your father and elder brother, how could you let them treat us like this..."

Fu Siming ignored him, but his expression sank, and a gloomy light flashed across his pupils.

Standing on one side, Wu Mo frowned, and for a moment, the corners of his lips formed a gloomy arc.

stupid guy-

Fu Siming's eyes fell on him, and he said slowly, "Father, do you still remember how my mother died?"

Fu Junyan's pupils dilated, he clenched his fists, and his fingertips were embedded in his flesh.

"I do not remember."

Fu Siming's pupils were stained with scarlet, and his sexy thin lips evoked a bloodthirsty aura, and his deep voice was murderous: "You don't remember, but I still remember deeply——"

Fu Junyan looked at him in horror, and quickly explained: "It was all an accident back then..."

Fu Siming's eyes darkened, "Do you really think so?"

"what?"

"Your wife is really cruel to my mother. Killing my mother is not enough, even I don't plan to let her go... If it wasn't for grandpa, I might have died when I was five years old..."

Fu Junyan met his dark and sharp eyes, and his whole body trembled, his pupils were full of fear.

"And you guys are mad at Grandpa to death because of those shares in Grandpa... You really deserve to die."

As he spoke, his voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of a turbulent growl.

"Old man, he is dying."

Fu Siming got up, his legs were straight and slender, and he walked towards him with a chill in his slightly narrowed eyes, "Father, you can only lie to yourself, you know best how grandpa died."

Then Fu Siming pointed the double-barreled western gun at Fu Junyan's eyebrows.

"Si Ming—" he called Fu Siming's name in horror, "Don't, don't..."

Suddenly Chi Mu walked in and handed the phone in front of Fu Siming, "Young Master, it's the Patriarch."

Fu Siming took the mobile phone from his hand and put it next to his ear.

"Grandpa." He pursed his lips and pinched his fingers so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

Fu Junyan: Grandpa?

……

Fu Junyan didn't know what they were talking about.

Then Fu Siming's slender pupils were indifferent, narrowed slightly, the cold gloom disappeared quickly, and the beautiful thin lips rose slightly.

"Grandpa, do you think this is still the time when you were in control many years ago?"

Gong Jingyu: "Bastard——"

Fu Siming sneered, "Grandpa, you should wake up."

As soon as the words fell, Fu Siming hung up the phone.

European House.

Gong Jingyu looked at the phone that had been hung up, his expression was gloomy, and there was a ruthless temperament in his brows and eyes.

What a jerk--

It's okay to send Ron's daughter back forcibly, and warn Ron...

And now the entire Gong family and its Gongqi Group are in the hands of his grandson.

His two useless grandsons are simply useless.

Standing not far away, the corners of Gong Song's lips curled up slightly, his pupils were full of relief, it seemed that the young master really did it.

……

This is Beishan Villa.

Fu Junyan thought of something, and hurriedly said: "Si Ming, listen to me, I will give you Mrs. Fu, and you let us go, okay..."

Fu Siming's throat overflowed with a hoarse smile, "My girl gave me Mrs. Fu a long time ago. Which Mrs. Fu are you talking about?"

Wu Mo Shiqi and the others were taken aback.

my girl?

Young master, you have to show some face, okay?

The horoscope has not been written yet...

Fu Junyan's pupils shook, and he shouted with a ferocious face: "You and that dead girl from the Lu family joined forces to harm me, so I said why she swallowed Fu's family for no reason. It turns out that everything is yours, right..."

When Fu Siming heard the words "dead girl", his eyes began to turn red gradually, with a chill oozing from his gloomy eyes.

He kicked Fu Junyan violently.

He directly fell to the ground, "Ah——"

Then he coughed up scarlet blood.

Fu Junyan shouted: "Nizi, what do you want to do? Kill your father? I am your father..."

Fu Siming's pupils were covered with a shadow, which was frighteningly dark, "You are worthy of criticizing her!"

Then he directly pointed the double-barreled western gun at Fu Junyan, and there was a "bang--".

"Ah—" Fu Junyan's screams resounded throughout the Beishan villa.

Fu Siming didn't take his life directly, the bullet just embedded in his thigh.

Fu Siming looked up at Shi Qi, "Take it to Yu An, let him watch and deal with it."

"Yes."

*

Lu's old house.

Lu Qianxun went home and went straight to the bathroom.

The whole person was lying in the bathtub, eyes lowered, thoughtful.

Then I thought of the picture of her kissing Fu Siming, her beautiful face was flushed, and her moist pupils were misty.

hateful--

After half an hour.

In the villa on the east corner of the Lu family's old house.

Lu Qianxun sat in front of the bed, staring fixedly at the man lying on the bed.

"Father, I'm sorry, I failed, I failed to catch Huo Yan..." Lu Qianxun's voice was extremely soft.

"I'm so useless..."

"Meow~" Tuanzi rubbed against her feet, as if to comfort her.

Lu Qianxun got up, walked to the table opposite the bed, and took down the violin on the shelf.

She placed the left side of the violin on the slender collarbone, lightly closed her eyes, and then opened them, with an impenetrable loneliness in her black eyes.

La's tunes are extremely unhappy, with ups and downs, and the tunes are full of unpredictable grief and depression.

It makes people feel depressed deep down.

Lu Yi and the others outside frowned upon hearing the sound.

Just listening to the song, you can tell that the lady is very unhappy...

Is it because of the Huo family?

Or because of that damn guy?

Lu Qianxun didn't leave until noon.

Around two in the afternoon.

Lu Qianxun was sitting in the study dealing with documents when Chen Zhen walked in.

"Miss, Miss Shen Bei is here."

"Bebe?"

Lu Qianxun raised his eyes, paused for a while, and said slowly, "Okay, I see."

Then Lu Qianxun carried the dumpling and went downstairs, went down the stairs and put the dumpling on the ground.

Shen Bei looked at her who was leaving, her beautiful almond eyes seemed to reflect ripples, her face was filled with a sweet smile, "Chihiro~"

Then she threw herself directly into Lu Qianxun's arms.

Shen Bei: "I haven't seen you for a few days, I miss you so much."

"Me too."

Shen Bei left her embrace, then held her small face, and asked with concern: "Qianxun, what's wrong with you? I feel powerless."

"It's okay, Bebe."

Shen Beila touched Lu Qianxun's hand and walked towards the sofa in the living room, "I brought you the pastry I made, it's just out of the oven."

Lu Qianxun immediately saw a little boy sitting on the sofa, about the same age as Xiao Yiyang.

Bebe's brother?

Shen Bei introduced: "By the way, Qianxun, this is my brother Shen Xingzhu, whose nickname is Xingxing."

Then he looked at Shen Xingzhu and smiled sweetly: "Xingxing, call someone quickly."

Shen Xingzhu: "Sister Qianxun~"

This is what Shen Bei taught him on the way here.

Shen Bei then squatted down and opened the food box she brought.

She made three kinds of pastries, two of which Qianxun likes to eat, and one that Shen Xingzhu likes.

At this time, maids Mingyue and He Sisi brought juice and tea.

"Sister Sisi, bring Xiao Yiyang over here."

He Sisi: "Okay, miss."

Shen Bei looked up at her and asked, "Qianxun, who is Xiao Yiyang?"

"Sister Sisi's child is as old as your brother. I'll ask her to bring him over to play with him."

"That's it." Shen Bei reached out and touched Shen Xingzhu's little head, "Our Xingxing will have friends to play with, isn't it fun..."

Lu Qianxun raised his eyebrows and looked at Shen Xingzhu. Why did she think this kid was a little strange.

Later she found out that Shen Bei's younger brother has mild autism and likes to pester Shen Bei all the time.

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Is there any reader who has a good literary talent, and the author intends to choose an additional title, do you have any suggestions? (mainly the villain's daughter) Please! ! !