Chapter 3 — Embracing the Wrong Powerful Father

Luc Kinh Hac's face was dark and scary, blue veins appeared on the back of his hand holding the wheelchair armrest. "Grandma, An An will stay here. There is nothing to negotiate about this." Grandma angrily threw down the chopsticks. Breakfast afterward was difficult to swallow, like chewing wax. I bowed my head and desperately scooped up the white porridge in the bowl. It's okay, five days is five days. During these five days, I must carefully remember my father's appearance. As soon as I raised my head, I discovered that Luc Kinh Hac was frowning, using chopsticks to pick out the carrot strands in the salad, his face full of hate. I blinked and suddenly spoke: "Dad, don't be picky about eating." The eyes of everyone at the table immediately focused on me. I said seriously: "Mom used to say carrots are very nutritious. An An won't get tall if she doesn't drink milk, and dad won't get tall if she doesn't eat carrots." Luc Kinh Diep almost spat out the soy milk in his mouth. Behind the screen also came the faint sound of surprise from my grandfather. 【I'm dying of laughter. Since he was a child, the general manager did not eat vegetables. His grandfather used every means to trick him into eating carrots. He fought with wits for thirty years without ever winning.】 【One sentence from the child ended everything!】 Luc Kinh Hac looked at the carrots in the bowl, then looked at my big eyes full of expectations. His throat moved, he closed his eyes, picked up a stick of carrots and stuffed it into his mouth. Chewing twice, he had difficulty swallowing. Luc Kinh Diep's chin almost fell to the ground: "Brother, have you been possessed by someone?" Behind the screen, the old man was silent for a long time, then suddenly snorted: "Even if she knows how to behave." For the next four days, I was like a little tail, not leaving Luc Kinh Hac even half a step. He had an online meeting in his office, and I sat next to him and used his antique porcelain worth millions to play with. The senior managers in the video were scared to death, afraid that the porcelain would break and they would be implicated, minus their bonuses. Luc Kinh Hac just calmly glanced at me, then conveniently threw the cigarette box on the table into the trash. In the afternoon, my grandfather sat and read a book in the yard. I approached and saw that his glasses had slid very low, as if reading was quite difficult. "Grandpa, do you need me to help you read?" He looked at me warily: "Do you know how to read?" "Mom taught me. She said I'll remember once I look at it." I picked up the thick book "Capitalism" and read all three pages clearly and distinctly. Grandma's eyes turned from disdain to surprise, and finally turned into an extremely complicated regret. He sighed and gave me a cup of warm water. "Look at it once and you'll remember... This is exactly like Kinh Hac when he was a child. If you were really the child of the Luc family, how good would it be?"2. I drank water and silently answered in my heart: I am the child of the Luc family. Time passes too quickly. On the afternoon of Thursday, outside the iron gate of the Luc family, suddenly there was a shrill sound of car brakes. A large number of media reporters raised cameras and camcorders and surrounded the gate of the Luc family until there was not a single gap left. Wen Tu wore a custom-made suit, holding a file of documents in his hand. Surrounded by a group of bodyguards, Wen Tu strode forward. "General Manager Luc! It's not against the rules to steal someone else's daughter, right?" Wen Tu's voice through the loudspeaker echoed throughout the yard. He proudly held up the documents in his hand: "This is the paternity test report between me and Tham An An! The evidence is as clear as a mountain!" "I must take my daughter away today! If not, we will meet in court!" Flash lights flashed crazily. Grandpa leaned on a cane, his face pale as he stood on the steps. "Kinh Hac! Don't you think you're humiliated enough? Give the child to him!" Luc Kinh Hac sat in the wheelchair, shielding me from behind. He looked at On Tu, his eyes as if he were looking at a dead person: "What if I don't deliver?" On Tu smiled coldly, directly.

He waved his hand to signal the bodyguards to come forward and rob people. "Then don't blame me for not being polite! Is it true that the Luc family wants to declare war on Wen's family because of an illegitimate child?" The two groups of bodyguards immediately pushed each other, the scene was extremely chaotic. During the chaos, Wen Private broke through the defense line and grabbed my wrist. "Follow me!" His face was fierce. "Let me go!" I struggled desperately, my nails scratching the back of his hand with blood. Luc Kinh Hac suddenly leaned over, grabbed Wen Tu's collar, blue veins appeared on the back of his hand, bones and joints made dangerous cracking sounds. "I said, let go." While the two sides were struggling to the point of extreme tension, the lines of comments in front of my eyes suddenly ran crazy, red to the point of bleeding. 【Oh my God! The baby's genetic disease is about to manifest!】 【Blood clotting disorder only exists in the Luc family! Just being stimulated or pulled hard will cause serious bleeding under the skin!】 【Quickly look at the little arm!】 I just felt dizzy, the pain that Wen Tu held on my arm felt like it was being torn apart. A terrifying purple-red bruise was spreading from my wrist at a speed visible to the naked eye. My eyes darkened, my legs completely lost strength, I fell limply onto Luc Kinh Hac's knees. "Dad..."