The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me-Chapter 2131 - 2554: Resentment

Fan Father looked at her incredulously: "Is this how you think?"

"It’s not how I think, it’s what you’ve done, isn’t it?" Hatred appeared in Fan Rou’s eyes. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Such a look should not be directed at one’s own father.

Deep lines of age crept up on Fan Father’s face: "If I hadn’t considered you my daughter, I wouldn’t have brought you back. I thought you understood that."

"I don’t understand. Bringing me back, raising me, wasn’t it all to sell me? And then you realized I could fetch a good price, so you treated me better."

"Don’t give me that heartbroken expression. In your eyes, my blood is all black, let alone the heart and lungs."

Even though she did nothing, just because her mother wasn’t from high society, she was considered filthy.

"Putting all that aside, if you truly saw me as your daughter, you wouldn’t have been able to slap me just now."

"Oh, and this isn’t the first time. From childhood to now, I should be used to it."

At this moment, Fan Rou released all the resentment in her heart.

"You don’t like me, do you think I like you? You don’t know how much I loathe my own origins. If I could, I wish I could change all the blood in my body. If I could choose, I definitely wouldn’t be your daughter."

Everyone called her a little tramp, said she was lowly.

Could she choose? If she could, she certainly wouldn’t choose such a birth.

"I often was punished to kneel outside, wind and rain lashing, while you laughed and chatted inside. At that moment, oh how I hated, wishing for your immediate death."

Her kindness, compassion, and benevolence all dissipated in that moment, leaving only hatred.

"I swear, for everything you’ve done to me, I’ll return it all. I’ll have you all kneel before me, begging."

But alas, after all that planning, it all came to nothing. She wouldn’t live to see that day.

But so what? She didn’t regret it, just felt a tinge of regret.

"Then I’ll kill you first." Fan Father took a gun from the drawer and shot at Fan Rou.

Fan Rou fell in a pool of blood, her body convulsing constantly.

Blood flowed from her mouth. She reached out, pointing at Fan Father, her eyes full of unwillingness.

People always say that at the moment of death, all grievances and hatred are let go.

When she truly reached that moment, Fan Rou realized it was all lies.

Her hatred hadn’t diminished; it had only grown.

Seeing her eyes full of unwillingness, Fan Father raised the gun again.

Just as he was about to fire another shot, a servant lunged: "Master, that’s your daughter!"

At that moment, Number Five arrived, flying in through the window, firing at Fan Father.

Fan Father grabbed the servant, using them as a shield.

At that moment, Number Five grabbed Fan Rou from the floor and slipped back out the window.

The few guards of the Fan Family couldn’t stop Number Five at all.

After all, she was the top assassin, accustomed to far more dangerous places than the Fan Family.

And the Fan Family now mainly guarded against petty thieves, not particularly vigilant.

Number Five didn’t know martial arts; her so-called skills were just relying on steel wires.

She slid down to the door, getting into the car parked outside.

The door hadn’t closed, but the driver started the car.

The sound of engines came from behind.

Number Five grabbed the gun from the car’s back seat and stuck her head out the window, aiming and firing.

She shot out the tires of a few cars behind, as well as her own.

The driver paid no mind, turning straight into a narrow alley.