Transmigrated & Triumphant: Defying Destiny's Chosen One
Chapter 28: How Dare You Look Down on Me

Chapter 28: Chapter 28: How Dare You Look Down on Me

Although Chu Fugui wasn’t very successful in society, his status at home was absolutely top-notch.

At this moment, he was sitting in a recliner, with a small table beside him holding a cup of white wine and a bowl of fresh, juicy grapes.

The ashtray contained several scattered cigarette butts, and as Chu River shut the door, she sneezed hard—

Yet, Chu Fugui was staring unwaveringly at the TV, not sparing even a glance for his daughter whom he hadn’t seen in ages.

On the small TV screen, over a dozen people were scrambling for a ball on a green field; it looked rather boring.

Chu River, uninterested, withdrew her gaze, taking another look at the father of this body.

However, Chu Fugui was a fan of the sport, and at this moment, his gaze was glued to the screen, going into a frenzy with the athletes’ movements. He was shouting crazily:

"Go!"

"Go! Go!"

"Grab it!"

"Quickly, quickly! Shoot! Shoot!!!"

But as the TV erupted with a burst of crazy shouting, he patted his thigh with a sigh, picked up the little cup beside him, and gulped it down!

"These idiots, I play better than them!"

"That’s not necessarily true."

Chu River, having already picked up some grapes, was eating them one by one.

Seeing her father having some down time, she casually spoke, while her eyes unabashedly scanned her father’s legs.

"Honestly speaking, these things of yours are as good as non-existent."

"You wouldn’t manage, really."

Chu Fugui: ...

He fell into suspicious silence.

In an instant, he couldn’t believe—was this his stubborn daughter’s words?

Yet, before doubt could surface, male chauvinism had already surged, and he completely couldn’t accept such a look!

From his daughter!

...

However, seeing his questioning glance, Chu River was equally furious—

What was this supposed to mean?!

Why wasn’t her father speaking?

Was he looking down on her?

Absurd!!!

The dignity of General Chu must not be insulted like this!

Damn, she had originally planned just a round of beating, but now, it seems, it must be at least two rounds!!!

Thus she rolled up her sleeves, directly approached, grabbed Chu Fugui’s collar as if it were a garbage bag, and brought his big face close!

Immediately, she slapped him harshly without a word!

"Where’s the money at home?"

Clearly like a bandit breaking into one’s house.

...

The fiery slap directly stunned him, Chu Fugui’s eyes became unfocused, and after a while, anger gathered on his face, glaring fiercely at his daughter, he attempted to strangle her neck—

"You’ve turned sky high! Dare to treat your father like this, should’ve drowned you in the pool last time—"

Saying this, Chu River remembered the pathetic fate of the little girl in the end, thus she kneeed upward!

Chu Fugui’s eyes widened instantly, his whole body stiffened as though someone had roasted him and then stretched him.

He helplessly opened his mouth wide, making dubious glugging sounds from his throat, his eyes bulging, his face flushed purple, yet unable to utter a word for a long time.

Chu River coldly hummed, finally letting go of the collar, slowly clapping her hands.

It seemed through thousands of years of evolution, regardless of how advanced medicine becomes, this thing still hurts the same on impact!

Speaking of which, when she hit Chang Geng back then, did it hurt like this too?

Thinking of this, Chu River carefully peeked at her chest, as if the pain from being elbowed still remained...

Thus she secretly resolved to protect this area in the future.

Ahem, let’s not digress.

She snapped back to reality, stretched out to pat Chu Fugui’s face:

"I’m asking you, where’s the money at home?"

This thing kept crying poverty, yet at home, there’s no lack of enjoyment.

Today, Chu River wanted clarification, would it be possible to leverage some money to spend before the college entrance exams...

Chu Fugui finally came to his senses at this moment, flipped his body, clamped his thigh tightly, and squeezed out a shrill chicken-like voice from his throat.

"No money!"

"Where’s the money? The salary isn’t even enough for food and drinks..."

He was telling the truth.

Chu Fugui’s daily job was just to ride a tricycle to move furniture for people, deliver goods.

But his work was sluggish, not very efficient, and he often asked for high prices.

At the roadside, people waiting for jobs were punctual every day, but he worked sporadically, making it unlikely for him to earn money!

The family’s income was just Bai Mei working as a stock clerk in a supermarket, earning a monthly salary of 2500 yuan.

Bai Mei was good at managing the household; the 2500 yuan salary without a penny spent on the daughter, but she was a traditional woman, treating everything generously except herself, therefore Chu Fugui must have beef, fruits, a sip of small liquor... this was the priority, all arranged.

On festive occasions, there’d be a necessity for Maotai or Jian Nanchun.

Going back and forth, this family ended up impoverished, unable to even cover the child’s living expenses?

Occasionally relying on the child’s various bonuses for support.

Growing up in such a swamp-like family, Chu River’s personality became increasingly stubborn.

She never listened, always giving her parents a hard time, naturally being taught lessons frequently.

After all, facing the so-called shackles of parental love, she, as a minor, even if her ability caught up, her mentality might not be open enough.

Moreover, she wasn’t an exceptional genius.

Frankly speaking, without money, Chu River was mentally prepared.

It wasn’t like she had no concept of this family in her memory, but the problem was, Chu Fugui, a grown man, she barely moved twice, not even getting enough for one round—

How could he be so weakly submissive?!

Coward.

The television station continued broadcasting the football match, the commentators analyzing some young player entering the field injured.

Chu River withdrew her gaze—

It seemed most men were still normal, her father, that is, this person right before her...

Heh, even softer than a worm!

Facing such a person, fighting further seemed disreputable, Chu River lacked interest.

"Had I known you were such a wimp, I wouldn’t have bothered making an effort."

She directly turned the door handle.

After a thought, she turned around, gazing at his lower part:

"I tell you, if you ever dare appear in front of me again, don’t expect to keep that thing."

Men, no matter their age, that piece of flesh is more precious than anything.

And more important than anything.

Thus, Chu River’s threat was indeed quite effective.

It’s just she didn’t understand yet, she wasn’t General Chu now, merely Chu Fugui’s daughter.

People’s psyche is that strange.

After the agony, Chu Fugui suddenly snapped back to reality; facing his daughter, he was no longer so cowardly, he directly grabbed the recliner beside him and hurled it at her head—

"You brat——"

The sound of the wind was far too evident, Chu River didn’t even need to lift her head, she simply raised a leg, and her legs, taut like steel, shattered the chair mid-air.

The wreckage scattered in all directions, instantly bruising Chu Fugui’s forehead.

With such a racket, it was naturally impossible for Bai Mei busy in the kitchen not to hear.

Her presence was yet unseen, but she quickly tried pacifying:

"Her father, her father, you can’t hit her like this, the neighborhood committee might cause trouble——"

The words abruptly stopped.

Only to see the bedroom in shambles, her husband was sitting on the ground holding his head, groaning, not even daring to cast his gaze around.

The daughter, who originally should be getting beaten, stood there, her expression disdainful.

Bai Mei: ...

This was not the father-daughter affection her family traditionally had.