The rich family's parents were robbed, and the milk group went crazy for the boss's family

"Xiaoxue? Why are you in Beijing too?" This was a rather cold female voice with some doubts.

Fu Xueji's hand was still on the door. He didn't say anything and hesitated for a long time.

The woman pushed open the door and walked in, her voice accusing. "Why are you running around if you're not feeling well? Didn't your father take you to City A? Why don't you live there properly?"

"So many people at home are worried about your health. Are you deliberately trying to make them worry?"

Fu Xueji lowered his head, his eyes dim, as if covered with dust.

His voice was cautious, like a child who had done something wrong.

"No, Dad said he didn't want me to stay home alone."

The woman stared at his drooping eyelids for a few seconds, her expression slightly shifted.

Unexpectedly, what came out was a denial.

"It's only been seven days, and there are so many servants watching over the house, what could possibly go wrong?"

Fu Xueji raised his eyes and looked at her, his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself.

But in the end, he didn't say anything.

The head seemed to be lowered even further.

One of his hands was still holding Qingqing's, but his finger bones loosened somewhat weakly.

There was a hint of impatience in Su Nanxi's eyes.

She always felt that Fu Xueji had a cowardly personality, and every time she said something to him, he would just lower his head and remain silent.

He was quite well-behaved when he was a child, but he became like this after he got sick. He is really unpleasant.

She looked away and down at the child standing beside Fu Xueji's legs.

She was pink and tender, holding the person next to her tightly with her little hands, and looking at her nervously with her big black eyes.

"Hello, Auntie..." Her voice was as thin as a mosquito, and after she finished speaking, she hid timidly behind Fu Xueji.

Su Nanxi thought about the video she had just watched and felt it was extremely irritating.

It was sent by a salesgirl who had a very good relationship with her. In the picture, Fu Yueci was hugging a strange little girl, and the relationship between the two seemed very close.

"Who are you and why are you in the Fu family?"

The woman's voice was cold and sharp, and the look in her eyes was particularly wary.

Qingqing's little head was a little blank. When she was about to answer, Fu Xueji tightened his hand a little and held her hand again.

He raised his head and his voice was gentle and clear.

"She's my sister."

Su Nanxi's face suddenly turned dark, and her sharp voice became louder and harsher.

"younger sister?"

She looked at Qingqing's delicate little face, clenched her teeth, and nameless anger surged to her head.

"Are you saying that Fu Sihuai had a child with another woman?"

Fu Xueji didn't say anything. From Su Nanxi's perspective, his expression seemed like he agreed.

Anger surged through her body and she slammed the door.

The huge sound made the brother and sister's hearts tremble at the same time.

"Is that woman home?"

Su Nanxi pushed Fu Xueji away and walked inside, not noticing that he staggered after being pushed.

"Brother." Qingqing held his hand and called worriedly.

Fu Xueji said it was okay and pulled her into the living room.

When Su Nanxi saw the countless clothes racks in the living room, she froze. She walked over, looked at the labels on them, then turned back and looked at the brother and sister with a mocking look on her face.

She said "good" three times in a row, and it was obvious that she was really angry, her face was as cold as ice.

Qingqing was a little scared because she found that the aunt's malice was directed at her.

Fu Xueji pulled her and protected her behind him.

Su Nanxi became even angrier when she saw this scene.

He was so sick that he could hardly walk, yet he still had to protect this bastard.

For a moment, Su Nanxi felt that she was the outsider.

She couldn't help it, and her voice was sarcastic.

"Fu Xueji, I am your biological mother. I gave birth to you!"

Qingqing opened her eyes wide in shock, raised her little face and looked at her brother in disbelief, then looked at her aunt standing in front of her.

But when they were taken home on the first day, my brother said that they had no mother.

"Your father had a child with another woman. I think you've been sick and haven't left your house for so long that your brain has been ruined. Don't tell me you don't know what this means."

Her face was cold and her eyes were icy.

Fu Xueji felt it, she was looking at him as if he were trash.

He lowered his eyes, not daring to meet them, his voice trembling slightly.

"This is our family matter and has nothing to do with you."

After he finished speaking, the gaze above him became even gloomier.

"What did you say?"

His voice was cold and angry.

Su Nanxi took a step forward, and the distance between the two was suddenly shortened.

Her voice was sharp, and she gnashed her teeth in anger.

"You went to City A, and you dare to talk to me like this?"

"You crawled out of my belly. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't exist in this world. Now you're calling me an outsider?"

She stared at the boy's pale face, hatred and disgust in her eyes.

It's not like looking at a son, but like looking at an enemy.

Fu Xueji felt like there was something stuck in his throat. He lowered his head as if admitting his mistake, but what he said was completely different.

His voice trembled. "My father gave you money, and we signed a severance agreement. We no longer have a mother-son relationship."

"Fu Xueji!"

Su Nanxi's face turned red with anger and her breathing became heavy.

"You've never dared to talk to me like this before. Did that woman teach you?"

She glanced at the shivering little girl and gritted her teeth in hatred.

"She seduced you with just a few words? You're not on your own mother's side, but on a mistress and her bastard child."

After he finished speaking, Fu Xueji suddenly raised his head, and his voice was not as gentle as usual, but a little anxious.

"She's not a bastard, she's my sister!"

He suppressed a cough and spoke sharply.

"Even if my dad is with another aunt, she's not a mistress. They're open and aboveboard..."

As he spoke, Su Nanxi's teeth chattered and her clenched fists turned white from the force.

Anger, disappointment, hatred...all kinds of emotions surged in her mind.

Without waiting for Fu Xueji to finish speaking, she suddenly raised her hand and slapped him hard.

"Snapped--"

This was followed by the sound of a clothes hanger being knocked to the ground.

The already frail boy fell on the clothes hanger, with blood oozing from the corners of his pale lips.

His black hair was disheveled, his chest heaving, and he was coughing violently.

As the smell of blood spread, Fu Xueji covered his shoulders with his hands. His thin body under the white clothes kept shaking, and the clothes on his shoulders were stained blood red.

He looked like a broken jade sculpture sprinkled with red paint.

"elder brother!"

Qingqing's eyes went dark and she quickly ran to his side.

When she saw the large pool of blood, her face turned pale as paper, her legs went weak, and she suddenly knelt on the ground.

"elder brother……"

Qingqing's eyes were red and she was scared and crying.

Unlike the previous soft crying, this time the sound was very loud, severe and heart-wrenching.

Through tearful eyes, she saw Su Nanxi coming towards her.

The scene of her slapping someone just now left a shadow in the little girl's head. When she saw her coming, she subconsciously thought that she was going to hit someone.

She quickly got up from the ground and stumbled to Su Nanxi to stop her.

She cried and shouted, "Auntie, please don't hit him!"

Su Nanxi stopped, and at this moment, Fu Xueji's weak voice came.

"Qingqing..."

The little girl looked back crying, her eyes like rabbits.

"Go to your room."

His face was pale with a hint of blue, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

Qingqing's eyes were red and swollen, and she cried even harder.

"I do not go!"

Her baby voice was trembling and tears were falling down, it was heartbreaking to watch.

"I protect your brother, I protect you..."