"Zhou Xianchang?"

"What Zhou Xianchang? I don't know, I only know Zhou Anbang, her biological father of Zhou Luo."

Fu Jing knew before that Zhou Xianchang was not Zhou Luo's biological father, but he had never heard her mention her about her biological father, so his first reaction was Zhou Xianchang.

"You said she didn't care about her father, that shouldn't be possible, there might be some misunderstanding here."

She didn't even ignore Zhou Xianchang's stepfather, let alone her biological father.

"You're not her boyfriend, do you think you know her well?"

Are today's children so sharp-tongued?

Fu Jing was calm and just as he was about to speak, Zhou Luo's voice sounded from behind, "Ning Xing, who told you that I live here?"

Ning Xing, Zhou Luo's half-sister.

Not long after Zhou Luo's mother Song Wanyue divorced Zhou Anbang, Zhou Anbang married Ning Xing's mother into the family.

In Zhou Luo's opinion, their speed was too fast, so fast that it made her feel that as early as when her mother hadn't left, her father was actually with Ning Xing's mother, and he was the junior highest.

Therefore, she has always been not very friendly to Ning Xing and her mother.

And when Ning Xing saw her, she was also all kinds of excited, and she couldn't wait to step forward and pull her hair, but because of a man like Fu Jing, she didn't dare in the end, so she could only shout, "What's the matter, are you afraid that I will come here to poke you and make you embarrassed?"

"Zhou Luo! How many times I've called you before, you just press it every time! I can only beg your cousin Xin Sheng, to tell me the address!"

"Fortunately, your cousin is quite reasonable, unlike you, she doesn't even have the most basic bottom line of being a human being! I don't care if your father lives or dies?"

At this time, Fu Jing knew who made the phone call last night, presumably the girl who called Ning Xing.

He looked at the woman behind him, who was still wearing pajamas, white and swaying without any expression on her little face, just indifference and disdain.

Zhou Luo felt Fu Jing's eyes, and it was because she felt it that she subconsciously avoided it.

Then he spoke, "Aren't you really a family of three? What does it matter to me that Zhou Anbang is sick, and why should I take the money out?"

Zhou Anbang and Song Wanyu were born after Zhou Zhou, and the two quarreled almost every day, and when they quarreled fiercely, they would also affect Zhou Luo.

Zhou Luo's forehead was once pushed to the corner of the table by Zhou Anbang and injured, and the bleeding did not stop.

When she was the most rebellious, she was also pumped by Zhou Anbang with a belt, and both arms were covered with blood marks after the draw.

In fact, Zhou Luo didn't pay too much attention to these, she also knew that many girls were beaten by their fathers when they were children, just like her, because they were too naughty, and she comforted herself like this at that time, because only in this way would she feel comfortable.

can pretend to continue living like other girls.

However, what she couldn't bear the most was that after Zhou Anbang married Ning Xing's mother, he seemed to be a different person, he stopped drinking, he didn't beat people anymore, he regarded Ning Xing as his own, many times more than her biological daughter, they were happy as if they were living in heaven, and it also made Zhou Luo feel that he might be doing something wrong, so he made Zhou Anbang dislike himself so much.

Obviously, she even likes other people's daughters, but she doesn't like to give birth to herself.

Zhou Luo felt that it must be his own problem.

Later, Zhou Luo became more and more indifferent, and became more and more reluctant to communicate with others.

Ning Xing was almost mad, "He gave birth to you! How can you do this to him? He's your father!"

"Do you know how much my mom paid to see your dad? She has to work several jobs every day, and now she can't straighten her waist. If I had a way, you thought I would come to you! I won't be killed!"

Zhou Luo's expression did not fluctuate because of these words, but she looked even more unkind, "My attitude is already obvious, whether Zhou Anbang is dead or alive has nothing to do with me."

"If you have to mess around here, then I'll just

You can call the police and say that you trespassed on the house."

As she spoke, she was ready to call.

Ning Xing gasped, "Zhou Luo counts you ruthlessly!" She glared at her, and also at Fu Jing, who was silent next to her, and then turned around and walked out.

But before she left, she also put down the cruel words, saying that this matter was not over.

After the whole apartment was only two people again, it became much quieter, Fu Jing didn't speak immediately, he just walked over and closed the door first, turned around and said, "Whatever you want to eat for breakfast, I'll make it."

When he said this, Zhou Luo was looking at him.

She thought that he would ask about Ning Xing as soon as possible, but he didn't.

"Anything, thank you." Being troubled like this by Ning Xing, in fact, she doesn't have any appetite anymore.

But she also knew that it was his kindness.

When Fu Jing walked into the kitchen to prepare breakfast, Zhou Luo also helped him prepare brand new toiletries, which had everything except men's clean clothes.

When he called her for breakfast, she also told him by the way that the new toiletries were in the bathroom and he could go in and use them.

In an instant, it felt as if the two had not divorced.

Fu Jing also teased along with this, "Do you have a clean change of underwear?"

The whole three years of married life is not short, but because the divorce has been going on for a while, many things have been forgotten, so Zhou Luo was a little embarrassed when he heard this, "There is no here, you go back and change it yourself."

Fu Jing saw that she blushed, so she didn't talk about this topic anymore, in the end, she was thin-skinned, and she couldn't help but tease.

The two of them were quiet at breakfast, seemingly unaffected by the incident just now.

But in fact, this is not the case at all.

Fu Jing could see that she was more silent than before, especially the bowl of noodles in front of her, which she picked up repeatedly, but didn't eat much.

Obviously absent-minded.

"If you can't eat it, don't eat it."

Zhou Luo really put the noodle bowl next to her, and she wiped the corners of her mouth with a tissue, "Why don't you ask me what's going on?"

Fu Jing said that there was nothing to ask about, and he respected her thoughts.

It may be that he was stimulated by Ning Xing's words just now, and Zhou Luo also began to sharpen, "You didn't respect me like this before, but now because you want to chase me, you know how to respect?" If it had been before, you would have scolded me directly, scolding me for being cold-blooded and ruthless, and not even caring about my own father."

"It's no different from what Ning Xing said just now."

Fu Jing was visibly aware that she was venting the anger she hadn't just sent out on him.

"Don't talk like that, I know it wasn't your intention."

Zhou Luo stood up suddenly, "That's what I mean, don't say it as if you know me very well." After saying that, she stood up and slammed the door back to her room.

Fu Jing had a little headache, he felt that Zhou Luo's situation was worse than he imagined.

He finished breakfast, washed the dishes and left the apartment.

When I went downstairs, I was just about to get in the car and leave, but I was directly stopped by someone who suddenly came out.