Chapter 645 really overestimated him

  Fan Hui eats more than Jingting Iron Fist.

  Yu Jingting only made a threat, and he was so frightened that he made a move.

   “I just came to see my daughter.”

   "???" Yu Jingting let go of his hand, took a step back, with a question mark on his face, reached out and tapped his head again.

   "Are you stupid? Your daughter has already been sent to a mental hospital. Even if you want to see things and think about others, why don't you squat on the ruins of your old house in the backyard?"

  Fan Hui's house burned down, and he left it alone without repairing it after moving out.

   "I can't hide it now, Suizi is my child"

  Fan Hui looked at Suizi with tears in his eyes.

  Embracing Suizi's responsive hands, rubbing his arms vigorously.

   "Emma, ​​the second idiot at the entrance of our hometown is not as shameless as you. You don't have a good face, but you think it's pretty." Yu Jingting was also shocked by him.

   "Why, do you think raising a daughter is to buy Chinese cabbage, one is lost, and another one?"

"What I said is true! When I went to the countryside, one day I drank too much—although I don't remember, but you may really be my daughter, Suizi. I admit that I was sorry for you in the past, but I will definitely be good in the future. Make it up to you!"

  Suizi heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that he didn't remember.

  If Fan Hui doesn't remember, it means that his mother must have tricked him deliberately so that he can't remember.

Suizi has to admire, her mother is really a woman with an extraordinary IQ but is useless to the right place, she makes fun of the two brothers, the real and fake fathers don't know if they have had **** with her, Suizi's Suizi was ashamed of herself because she played tricks on her to hide her life experience.

  She won't put her mind on this place anyway

  Fan Hui was still showing his true feelings, when it came to the depth of love, his eyes were red.

   unexpectedly took a step forward, wanting to hold Suizi's hand and let Yu Jingting slap it away.

   "Speak well, don't move."

   "Suizi, the blood relationship cannot be erased. You are my only daughter, and everything I have will be left to you. Let Dad make it up to you!"

   "Oh, to make up for it by taking photos?" Yu Jingting reminded grimly, don't forget, there is still an unsettled account between the two families.

   "Uh—" Fan Hui was a little embarrassed.

   "Let's stop going around in circles, you come to me, what is the purpose of doing this?" Suizi asked.

   Fan Hui's eyes wandered, and he shook his head guiltily.

   "I have no purpose, I just want to see you."

   "Oh, it's over, you can go."

   Suizi made a gesture to leave, but Fan Hui saw that the child would not let him in, and was afraid that she would really leave, so in a hurry, he could only tell his real purpose.

   "Suizi, for the sake of our father and daughter's kinship, can you please help me to ask my brother not to transfer me?"

   "Oh" The crux of the problem is here!

  Suizi and Yu Jingting showed a clear expression at the same time.

   No wonder he ran over in the middle of the night to play some kind of father-daughter relationship with her.

  Everything was for the purpose of paving the way, Suizi was relieved all of a sudden.

   "He wants to transfer you?"

  Fan Hui showed a sad expression when he heard the words, this time he was really sad.

  His own daughter was sent to a mental hospital for life imprisonment, and he was not so sad.

   "Yeah, he's crazy, he's jealous of our father-daughter relationship, he wants to drive you away from me forever!"

  Suizi had goosebumps all over again.

   I'm afraid this guy has acting personality, he acted so tearfully, I guess he believes it himself?

   "Daughter-in-law?" Yu Jingting saw that Suizi was still in a daze, and pushed her hand to give her a light hug. Suizi came back to his senses, met his concerned eyes, and shook his head at him.

  Don't worry, this level of acting skills is not enough to deter her, Suizi just wants to understand one thing.

   "I know, why my mother refuses to let me learn to draw."

   "I will definitely treat you well in the future—uh, what did you say?" Fan Hui, who was so absorbed in acting, stopped in doubt when he heard Suizi's words.

  He's trying to get close here, how did she get involved in learning to paint?

   "I teach art, I can teach you everything!" As long as he can stay, let him do whatever!

  Fan Hui's face twitched when he thought that Fan Huang would transfer him to the west to teach.

  He really doesn't want to live in a cave dwelling and experience the bitter cold of life.

   "My mother said that there are many scumbags who study painting, and she cited the masters of the Republic of China as examples. She told me the history of learning art in ancient and modern China and abroad one by one."

  Someone else’s little baby always reads bedtime stories, come on, Bao’er, mommy will tell you about Snow White, at worst, there must be a Monkey King and Three Dozens of Bone Demons, right?

  Her mother doesn’t, come on, mom will tell you about Xu Mouhong’s abandonment of his original wife to **** someone else’s fiancée.

  Either, my mother told you how many girls Bimou Sock died, and the old man painted abstract emotions more abstractly.

   Suizi sometimes even wonders if she memorizes so quickly after she grows up, is it the same as listening to her mother's bedtime stories when she was a child, and being tempered by those character relationship diagrams that are more complicated than permutations and combinations?

  A male painter can often draw countless emotional lines.

   Breaking one thread and then looking for another to connect it, this is the seed of infatuation.

  Usually a person is tied to several emotional lines at the same time, and his brain is so weak that he can't remember the relationship diagram at all.

   "As expected of our mother, she really knows how to educate children, no wonder you have such a good eye for choosing a spouse - I decided to send my daughter to our mother tomorrow, and follow her to nurture her." Yu Jingting was delighted.

  Mother-in-law was so disgusted by Fan Hui, she even taught her daughter to avoid these paintings.

"Of course, my mother's point of view only represents her, not mine. She must be extreme. Men who study art are not necessarily scumbags, but you must be. You are often moved by yourself, right? Including what you just said These, deeply touched yourself."

   Suizi looked at Fan Hui's red eyes, she guessed that Fan Hui had a little emotion in his heart, but it was only a little bit.

  The painter's emotions come hot and violent, but short-lived. In less than two days, he can forget everything and go to entertain himself happily.

Seeing that there are too many beautiful things, and the aesthetics has improved, I want to constantly pursue better things, and the universal concept is more tolerant to those who engage in art. Writers of novels and painters, no matter what they create, they can push it for the sake of it. Art on this pot.

   "How can you be so cold-blooded? Do you really have the heart to see your biological father go to a place full of loess to suffer? It's not conducive to my artistic performance. Fan Huang strangles artists. If you don't help me, you will be helping me!"

  Fan Hui saw that Suizi was indifferent, and the burning emotion disappeared.

  Suizi sighed and looked down at his watch.

  The hot "fatherly love" lasted less than five minutes? She really overestimated him and thought he could last for two days.

   "Come on, since you don't want to go, I'll tell my dad, but I have one condition."

   "Say it! I will agree to any conditions!"

  Yu Jingting looked at his daughter-in-law suspiciously, this little girl suddenly changed her **** today? It's not like her to agree to Fan Hui so easily?

All opinions in this chapter represent Chen Lijun alone, not the author. The author has absolutely no prejudice against boys who study art. There are good men and bad men in every profession. If you read my book, if you read it, this confession of my true feelings shall prevail)

  

  

  (end of this chapter)