The Female Lead Decides to Act Wickedly-Chapter 1203 - 452: The Stingy Dad Arrives (Part 10)

Chapter 1203: Chapter 452: The Stingy Dad Arrives (Part 10)

"Bang!"

He Tiantian didn’t hold back, swinging a foot-long wooden carving and striking hard on He Zhuo’s arm.

If not for the fear of arousing suspicion or angering the world’s conscious mind, He Tiantian would have smashed it directly on He Zhuo’s head.

"You little brat! What are you laughing at? You haven’t even explained why you suddenly ran back home, and now you’re daring to laugh at your old man?"

He Tiantian feigned fury and shame, avoiding the burning anger in He Zhuo’s eyes, and scolded him sarcastically.

"Dad, my brother, he’s not laughing at you."

Although He Yue was simple-minded, he still sensed the discord between his dad and his brother.

In the past, dad often scolded his brother, calling him wasteful and lacking ambition.

But, back then, despite the scolding, you could feel dad’s awkward care and encouragement.

This time, although it’s the same kind of reprimand, He Yue felt as though dad was truly angry and really wanted to teach his brother a lesson.

And as for his brother, he seemed a bit strange too!

In the past, when he was upset by dad’s miserly actions, he would complain and say, "Dad, am I really your biological son? Or did you pick me from the trash bin? You’re too stingy with me!"

In spite of his words, he never really took it to heart.

But the brother standing before him now, he didn’t say any complaints, yet his gaze had become terrifying!

... What’s, what’s going on?

In just a few days, how had dad and brother both become so off?

"Earlier, brother told me some good news, that his novel has been signed with a website, and once it’s published, he’ll earn royalties!"

Despite feeling uneasy, He Yue racked her brains trying to come up with a solution.

Recalling his brother’s earlier bragging, she quickly said, "Brother must be very happy and couldn’t wait to share it with you, so he smiled. He’s not laughing at you!"

"Besides, you didn’t get scammed by the health product salesmen; you actually made money off them. You’re so awesome; my brother admires you too much to even think of mocking you!"

While desperately trying to explain, He Yue discreetly tugged on He Zhuo’s clothing.

The implication couldn’t be more obvious.

Due to the sudden hit on his arm, He Zhuo’s heart surged with hostility.

He was no longer the poor loser who could be bullied by anyone; he was now the chosen one, a male lead with Kingly Aura!

Never mind a cheap, stingy father; no one could bully or humiliate him!

He Zhuo never really considered "He Shoutian" to be his biological father, and after the borrowing money incident from a few days ago, he held a stomach full of resentment towards that stingy father.

Suddenly struck, He Zhuo’s resentment instantly turned into anger!

Had it not been for a shred of reason reminding him, he almost retaliated aggressively.

He Yue’s words finally brought He Zhuo back to his senses.

Don’t be angry! I won’t get angry! I must not hit back!

Though the Dead Old Miser is despicable, he is the biological father of this body.

If I fight with him, I’ll be ridiculed and people will hold it against me.

I am destined to become a successful man, a male lead stepping into the upper class; I can’t let a Top-grade ruin my reputation.

After some internal pep talk and a deep breath, He Zhuo forced a smile and spoke calmly to He Tiantian, "Yueyue is right. I’m not laughing at you; I’m just happy about the web fiction signing!"

He Tiantian, however, didn’t respond to this but frowned displeasingly and asked, "Yueyue who? You used to call her ’my sister’ or ’Snot Bug,’ didn’t you?"

Snot Bug is the nickname He Zhuo gave He Yue, and when the siblings played around, they often teased each other.

He Zhuo would call He Yue "Snot Bug," and He Yue would call He Zhuo "Fart King."

Even though these were nicknames that highlighted each other’s shortcomings, the more they teased, the closer the siblings became.

Unlike the male lead before her, whose "Yueyue" carried none of the familial warmth, but rather an annoying hint of ambiguity!

"Dad! I’m not a kid anymore, why are you calling me ’Snot Bug’?"

He Yue blushed, although half a month ago, when she made a video call with her brother, he still called her Snot Bug.

But after all, she was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young lady.

And besides, "Snot Bug" was a special term between them siblings.

Having it suddenly coming from dad’s mouth, He Yue felt an inexplicable sense of shame and anger.

With her face flushed, He Yue complained to her dad in exasperation.