But now Fu Zixuan actually called?
Could it be that he made a bad mistake again and forgot the lesson in a few months, so he called to ask for money?
After all, besides this, she didn't expect that they had other purposes for looking for her!
Thinking of this, Fu Xiaoyao connected the phone, and said indifferently to the other end of the phone, "Hello!"
"Sister..." Fu Zixuan called her affectionately.
Fu Xiaoyao shuddered, feeling a little cold, "What's the matter with you?"
"Have you forgotten what day tomorrow is?" Fu Zixuan asked without answering.
Fu Xiaoyao frowned.
tomorrow?
She took down her phone and took a look at the calendar, and suddenly remembered that tomorrow is Father Fu's birthday.
"You came to me just to remind me that tomorrow is Dad's birthday?" Fu Xiaoyao put the phone back to her ear.
Fu Zixuan smiled on the other end of the phone, "Yes, my parents asked me to ask you to come back for dinner tomorrow."
"I won't go!" Fu Xiaoyao directly refused.
She didn't forget what happened last year. She remembered the birthdays of the two elders last year, bought gifts and went back happily to celebrate the birthdays of the two elders.
As a result, they thought the gifts she bought were not expensive, and kicked her out of the house, twice!
So what is she going back for? What's more, she and the Fu family have almost broken up this year, and she won't get a good face when she goes back, so it's better not to go back.
Fu Zixuan didn't expect Fu Xiaoyao to reject so quickly and so simply, he was a little stunned for a moment, and it took a few seconds to react, "No, sister, are you not going?"
"Yes, no!" Fu Xiaoyao said again.
Fu Zixuan's smile froze, "Sister, it's Dad's birthday, why don't you go? You're not filial!"
Unfilial?
Fu Xiaoyao laughed angrily at his words, "Fu Zixuan, you must speak conscientiously. Is it because I am unfilial or you are unfilial? I think I have given enough to the Fu family, but what about you? You have given to the Fu family. What, you will only gnaw on the old!"
"Who says I'll only grow old, I also make money!" Fu Zixuan retorted unconvinced.
Fu Xiaoyao sneered, "Make money? The little money you make is not enough to support yourself."
"You..." Fu Zixuan choked, and spoke again after a few seconds, "I won't tell you this anymore, I'll just ask you, will you come back tomorrow?"
"No!" Fu Xiaoyao still gave the same answer. JrNovels.com