C97 Who Dares to Make My Sister Cry?!

Zhou Chi, who was in front of the car, knew what he meant when he heard that.

The school often held high school and junior high school activities, or even parent-child activities.

It was a pity that he didn't remember the president attending any of them.

He did agree to attend a few of them, but he cancelled them on the day of the event.

Although the Little Young Master didn't say anything, he was definitely disappointed. Otherwise, he wouldn't have mentioned it again. But why did he suddenly...

"You have an important meeting on Friday," Zhou Chi reminded him. "But you can adjust your schedule in the afternoon and evening."

If the president was willing to change his schedule, he could still attend the school activities.

Unexpectedly, Fu Sui didn't seem to care about his father's schedule at all. After a pause, he continued, "I want to attend it with Auntie."

Zhou Chi choked.

Alright, Dr. Soong was indeed more attentive to the Little Young Master than the president.

In the past, when he participated in such activities, he needed his parents to accompany him. The president always sent his assistant. It was obvious how sad the Little Young Master was.

Fu Jingchuan lowered his eyebrows. The meaning of the child's words was that he didn't need an assistant to accompany him, but that woman also had a child. He rejected her blandly, "She has Soong Le'ann."

Fu Sui pulled on the corner of his shirt, "An An is his sister."

They had agreed to be best siblings. As long as he was obedient, Auntie would be willing to be his mother.

Fu Jingchuan frowned and only spoke after a long while, "As you wish."

Fu Sui finally let go of the corner of his shirt, and a hint of happiness could be seen in his eyes.

After returning to the Fu Residence, Fu Jingchuan immediately went to the bathroom.

There was still a layer of powder on the back of his hand that had not been wiped off. It could be seen that the waterproof ability was extremely strong, and it had already reached a certain level.

If it was not for the fact that she had to cover it up, there was no reason for her to do so!

...

At the break time of Saint Peter Academy, in a quiet corner of a certain field, An An was concentrating on drawing.

"An An!" Chen Niannian jogged over and placed a pile of snacks beside her. She sat down with a smile and asked, "What are you drawing?"

An An raised the drawing board and showed it to her. She replied in a childish voice, "It's the whole family ~"

"Wow, this color is really beautiful." Chen Niannian praised her sincerely.

Ever since she saw the little girl flare up with asthma the last time, Chen Niannian had been coming here more frequently. She felt sorry for An An, who had suffered so much at such a young age.

Of course, there was also another reason.

After that day, there were rumors that she had deliberately hidden her schoolbag, causing An An to almost lose her life. Thus, there were parents who requested for her to withdraw from school. Even if her father went to the office, it would be useless.

She knew that she was studying in a private aristocratic school, and her father relied on the fact that he had taught these rich people how to swim to be able to send her here.

Even though she had been working hard every day, there were still people in the class who could not stand her. After this incident, no one stood up for her.

However, Dr. Soong came forward later. She believed herself and made the school take back the decision to expel her.

Chen Niannian felt even more admiration for Ms Soong when she thought of this.

"An An is so good at painting. It must have been taught by auntie, right?"

The little girl nodded and said happily, "That's right, my mommy's drawing still needs to be praised ~"

"Ms Soong is so amazing. Then what about your dad?" Chen Niannian asked curiously.

In her knowledge, such an outstanding Ms Soong must have an equally amazing uncle to match her.

"Ugh…" An An lowered her head and replied hesitantly, "My dad is very busy."

Chen Niannian's curiosity was even stronger. "Yes, yes. I can see it too. Otherwise, why would Ms Soong come to pick you up every time? Oh right, Uncle must be very handsome, right? An An is so pretty!"

As she spoke, she could not help but pinch the little girl's cheek.

While the two of them were playing, a few girls who were around Chen Niannian walked over.

"Did you see that? Chen Niannian actually has the nerve to play with this little girl." One of them put her hands on her hips and snorted coldly, "You almost caused her death, okay?"

An An frowned. "No."

The girls burst into laughter. "Why are you still praising her? Haha, your brain is not working. No wonder you play with Chen Niannian."

"Exactly!"

A teenage girl who was half a year old already knew how to speak, and it was enough to hurt people.

An An stood up angrily, as if she was going to chase them away, "Don't you dare say that Sister Niannian!"

"Haha, let's just say it, how about it? You want your mommy to come out and support you again? Is it so great to be a teacher? " The little girls made faces.

Suddenly, someone stepped on the drawing board on the ground and exclaimed, "Did you draw this?"

Chen Niannian pouted and said proudly, "It was drawn by Sister An An. Hmph, you can't compare to her. You definitely can't draw it."

The girls were so angry that one of them turned her eyes around and remembered what she had been told. She suddenly said, "So what? She doesn't even have a father. How dare she draw her father? Hahahaha …"

The others also laughed.

An An was so angry that she cried, "It's not that she doesn't have a father. My father is Superman!"

Chen Niannian was also angry and quickly chased away the girls, "If you don't leave now, I'll go and tell the teacher!"

Seeing that the little girl was really crying, the students were also scared and quickly dispersed.

"An An, An An, don't cry. Don't listen to what they say. I know your father is Superman, but he's so powerful." Chen Niannian coaxed her helplessly.

At this time, Fu Sui hurried over. Seeing that his sister was crying so fiercely, he was anxious. He stared at Chen Niannian and asked coldly, "Who is it?"

Who dared to make his sister cry!

Chen Niannian was frightened by the boy's appearance and quickly told him the truth.

In her memory, Fu Sui had always been a quiet and introverted little brother. She did not expect him to be so similar to her father, who had a straight face.

After a while, she calmed down, but her mood was still downcast.

It continued until school was over. When Soong Ruanruan came to pick up the child, Chen Niannian told her everything that had happened today.

In the office, Zhou Mann slammed the table after hearing the story. She looked indignant and said, "That's too much! We must find them! Go and check the surveillance footage!"

The other teachers were also surprised. Most of the students here were not bad. After all, they were all from rich families. No one would teach their children to scold and insult them, unless...

A few minutes later, a clear picture was shown on the computer screen. An An cried so sadly in the children's mockery.

Soong Ruanruan's heart seemed to have been ruthlessly pulled.

The word "father" was so unfamiliar to her daughter. When she was young, she had asked herself a few times, but she did not ask anymore. It was not that she did not care, but that she had learned to hide this expectation in her heart.

But now, she was forcefully broken through her beautiful fantasy. She made her daughter realize the cruel reality that she had never had a father to accompany her since she was young!