PDLP Chapter 705 Anti-80 First Bear (28)
Chapter 705 Anti-80 First Bear (28)
Xiong Bufan would go back to the Su family's house every day to eat and sleep, mainly because there were no other free meals available there.
Feng Qingyu finally had a chance to spend time alone with Xiong Bufan while Su Beichen and Su Zicen were both away from home.
Seeing Xiong Bufan eating so heartily, Feng Qingyu advised, "Eat less, or no one will want you if you get fat."
Xiong Bufan didn't even look up and continued eating.
Feng Qingyu was a little angry. She felt that Zhao Yuru was just not good at understanding human language and still tried to snatch her plate.
Xiong Bufan dodged directly, making sure Feng Qingyu didn't touch him.
Whichever plate Feng Qingyu avoided, Xiong Bufan would put the food from that plate into his own mouth, not letting Feng Qingyu touch it at all.
Xiong Bufan was quite tolerant of her. If it were anyone else, daring to take something from Xiong Bufan, they'd be dead by now.
Unable to snatch the item, Feng Qingyu became even angrier. "Zhao Yuru, what are you trying to do?"
Xiong Bufan: "What can I do? Eat, of course."
Feng Qingyu remained silent and unhappy, while Xiong Bufan continued eating.
Only after Xiong Bufan had finished eating all the food did he elegantly wipe his mouth with the tablecloth and say to Feng Qingyu, "Why aren't you letting me eat?"
"You're getting so fat! You need to be careful about your figure while you're in school, or you'll never be able to get married."
Xiong Bufan looked down at himself and realized he was indeed a little chubby, but it was all from his own eating habits and nothing to be ashamed of. "None of your business."
Feng Qingyu: "I can't be bothered with you."
"Thank you for taking care of Zhao Yuru and for letting me eat!"
These words left Feng Qingyu speechless. Something was wrong. How could Zhao Yuru have changed so much?
Xiong Bufan was still in the mood to play around with Feng Qingyu, mainly because he was too lazy to argue with this old woman.
Feng Qingyu: "I... I can't explain it to you."
"If you can't explain it clearly, then shut up."
Xiong Bufan then put the fruit he had eaten after the meal in his mouth and ate it with a "crunch, crunch" sound.
Feng Qingyu hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't hold back and said, "Can you listen to me and make things less of a worry for me?"
"Quiet down and stop talking."
"You still find me annoying, but I'm only advising you because I care about your own good."
Upon hearing the words "for your own good," Xiong Bufan seemed to have broken some kind of seal, reaching out to grab Feng Qingyu's head and repeatedly slamming it against the table.
"I'm doing this for your own good, for your own good, for your own good."
Kongkong closed his eyes and kept striking the wooden fish.
Never say "for your own good" to Xiong Bufan, otherwise Xiong Bufan will unleash a torrent of abuse on the person who said it.
Feng Qingyu was stunned by this sudden turn of events and could only struggle incessantly, shouting, "Zhao Yuru, what are you doing? What are you doing?!"
"I'm doing this for your own good! Can't you see?"
Xiong Bufan only gradually stopped when he had stained the snow-white tablecloth red.
The nanny was terrified and started calling an ambulance, but Xiong Bufan refused.
Seeing this, Xiong Bufan felt a little regretful. After a moment of thought, he took out a bottle of nutrient solution, poured out a small drop, and dripped it onto Feng Qingyu's wound.
The wound healed instantly, leaving only a sticky pool of blood on his head and bloodstains on the table.
Kongkong was a little confused. "Bufan, you've already healed her injuries, why did you hit her?"
"I want to see if the nutrient solution works well; I have plenty of it in my space."
"Okay, that's quite a lot."
Xiong Bufan took back the nutrient solution and said thoughtfully, "I regret it."
"What do you regret?"
"I regret not using nutrient solution to treat Feng Ronghua's illness; that way, I could have saved my spiritual energy."
Kongkong: ...You're so stingy, you should just be.
Feng Qingyu was lying unconscious on the table. Xiong Bufan had also lost his appetite and returned to his room without hesitation.
When I got there, I took another look from the corner.
Su Beichen put his phone away and hid around the corner. It was terrifying, so terrifying.
Xiong Bufan smiled and didn't take Su Beichen seriously, then went back to his room.
Every bear wants to be the female lead in a wish-fulfillment novel, to experience what it's like to beg for mercy on your knees, and Xiong Bufan is no exception.
Su Beichen, with his head still bandaged, emerged from around the corner. He had originally intended to eavesdrop on the two men's conspiracy, but instead witnessed this scene.
Zhao Yuru showed mercy to Feng Qingyu, even though she had almost died at Feng Qingyu's hands and her bones had been broken.
However, compared to showing mercy, Su Beichen was more curious about what Xiong Bufan had taken out.
Su Beichen approached Feng Qingyu and, disregarding his status, ruffled her hair, discovering that her wound had healed completely without leaving a single scar.
My head is still buzzing; it's a lingering effect of the fall.
Su Beichen looked at Feng Qingyu's head, wanting to take out his phone to take a picture.
Feng Qingyu woke up as the camera focused.
Upon seeing her scheming stepson standing beside her, Feng Qingyu instinctively grabbed the tableware from the table and slapped him.
Su Beichen suffered another new wound on his head, and the gauze on his head was quickly stained red.
Before the photo could even be taken, the person's head was split open again.
Su Beichen glanced at his stepmother, then at the bloodstains on the table, and closed his eyes, fainting.
Feng Qingyu screamed first, then checked her breathing and found she was still alive, so she quickly took out her phone to call an ambulance.
She assumed the bloodstains on the table were Su Beichen's, and her hands were still trembling when she made the phone call.
Xiong Bufan's room wasn't soundproof, so when he heard people making a fuss, he stood a short distance away to watch the commotion.
At the Su family home, there's no need to watch TV, because the place is always bustling with activity.
Xiong Bufan got some water from somewhere and drank it, making sarcastic remarks as he said, "Oh, you've gotten yourself into trouble."
Feng Qingyu didn't bother with Xiong Bufan and went straight with the ambulance.
The family doctor couldn't treat Su Beichen's head injury, so they called an ambulance immediately.
Xiong Bufan didn't return to his room until they left, and then lay down on his bed to sleep.
Feng Qingyu felt a bit dazed, but she only thought that she had lost her mind in a panic. She had no recollection of Xiong Bufan hitting her at all.
The ambulance arrived in a hurry and found that Su Beichen only had a small cut on his head, but to prevent any accidents, it still took him away, and Feng Qingyu naturally went with him.
Feng Qingyu asked worriedly, "Doctor, is my son alright?"
"I don't know. We'll only find out if we go to the hospital."
"it is good."
Actually, the wound would have healed eventually, but fainting is a bit worrying, so I need to go to the hospital for a check-up.
Feng Qingyu was extremely anxious seeing the unconscious Su Beichen. She picked up her phone and tried to call Su Zicen several times, but couldn't dial the number.