Reborn As the School Hunk’s Dearest Daughter

When Fu Qingji made this move, the blood on Mingzhi's face was instantly drained.

Her lips were trembling, and she seemed to be greatly impacted, "Qingji, when did you learn to lie, I'm your mother, and I still don't know what food you are allergic to?"

Fu Qingji had ignored Fu Ting before, Mingzhi could also understand that it was because of his personality, but the rejection was so obvious now that he clearly didn't take Fu Ting in his eyes.

Fu Qingji chewed gracefully, and after swallowing the food in his mouth, he spoke out slowly, "So if you want me to tell the truth, I just don't want to eat this shrimp."

Mingzhi froze, staring at Fu Qingji, with mixed feelings for a while.

"Third, what are you doing!" Fu Sixing dropped his chopsticks and frowned, as if he could kill a fly, "Xiao Ting is your niece, and among all the brothers, you are his closest uncle. , is this the attitude you should have as an elder?"

Fu Sixing knew that Fu Qingji had a cold personality and had little contact with all their brothers, but Fu Qingji had always been the most polite, and now this act was too rash and hurtful.

Fu Nanyan felt even more distressed, "Third brother, why are you doing this? Didn't you tell me when you were a child that you dream of having a sister, and now you have a little niece, don't you like it?"

"I didn't admit that she was my niece." Fu Qingji said expressionlessly, his eyes were cold and indifferent, "Have you forgotten how my legs became what they are now?"

Mingzhi's heart clenched, and she said tremblingly, "Qing Ji, I know you blame me for ignoring you. I was also confused back then. I lost your brother. I was anxious to find him and cause you to have a car accident, but you Why transfer hatred to your brother and niece? They are innocent!"

"Then who is not innocent? It's not my fault that Fu Pei lost, but because of him, I lost all my pride and self-esteem." Fu Qingji twitched the corners of his lips, half a smile, "Why, I'm even resentful now. Can't we have rights?"

Mingzhi's heart seemed to be shot by an arrow, and tears suddenly fell out.

She looked at Fu Qingji with bloodshot eyes, suddenly realized something, and asked with grief, "So you came here today to tell us that you will never accept our family?"

She originally thought that Fu Pei and Fu Ting would melt Fu Qingji's heart after returning home, but she never thought that Fu Qingji was actually resentful of Fu Pei in her heart.

Mingzhi was so uncomfortable. It was her negligence that caused two tragedies. She only had two sons, but she was the same as the enemy.

Fu Qingji didn't answer, but silence equals acquiescence.

Of course he knew that Fu Pei could not be blamed for his tragedy, but he had no way of understanding.

The affection he lacks exists, and the pain from his broken leg reminds him of his embarrassing life every second.

The past, which had been ridiculed and despised, stabbed his internal organs like needles, and he could not get out.

Once upon a time, he also looked forward to the return of his younger brother, but those expectations were all worn out by Mingzhi's neglect of him every time.

He even thought that it was him who lost it, so he wouldn't suffer those pains.

His life can no longer be reunited, how can he be willing to let them reunite as if nothing had happened.

Fu Pei suddenly picked up his chopsticks, put Fu Qingji's shrimp aside, put it in his bowl, put on gloves, peeled off the shell, and slowly ate it into his mouth.

As his Adam's apple rolled gently, he swallowed the shrimp, his jaw clenched, "My daughter worked so hard to make something."

He pressed his tongue against his cheeks, looking unruly and breathing dangerously, "You can't just spoil it."

"It seems that I really shouldn't be here today," Fu Qingji stood up slowly, his back straight, "Hurry up!"

Fu Zong closed his eyes, "Fu Qingji, after so many years, you have always closed yourself up and refused to come out. Do you have to let our family fall apart?"

"After so many years, you and your mother have always only had your little son in your heart. Until now, you will only care about his feelings. When do you take me seriously." Fu Qingji glanced at them without emotion, and said Xian was indifferent and sarcastic, "It was never me who made this family shattered."

He said, "You can make up for your little son back, but my legs can't be made up. I am willing to call you parents. It is my greatest tolerance."

Mingzhi and Fu Zong froze at the same place, heart pierced for a moment.

They knew that Fu Qingji had a grudge against them, but they didn't know that they were so resentful that they didn't want to recognize them anymore.

Even extreme and dark enough to think that they don't care about him.

"Your tragedy has nothing to do with my dad. My dad didn't feel sorry for you!" Fu Ting said slowly, his eyes were calm, "You really can't stand it. You can hate me, but you can't hate my dad."

Her father had already suffered too many unwarranted crimes, and he should no longer bear the heavy shackles thrown by his own brother.

Fu Qingji didn't answer, the corners of his lips curved into a beautiful but cold arc, turned around and limped out.

His back is thin and sluggish, with a thick haze that makes people simply can't bear to blame him for anything.

Jiang Yan immediately followed, and supported Fu Qingji to make him walk more smoothly.

Fu Ting thought for a while, but quickly chased after him.

The little girl blocked Fu Qingji's way, because she ran in a hurry, her breath was a little short, and her cheeks were red and cute.

Fu Qingji lowered his eyes and stared at her without any fluctuation in his eyes.

Fu Ting's appearance is actually perfect in the aesthetic point of his younger sister, who he dreamed of when he was a child.

Gorgeous, sweet and cute.

But Fu Qingji's heart was already in shadow, and it had already covered all the sunshine.

What's more, Fu Ting was also Fu Pei's daughter.

Fu Qingji is not a saint, so he doesn't mind if he can't do it.

"Why, you want to scold me?" Fu Qingji looked at Fu Ting coldly, with traces of cool air on his cold white face in the sunlight.

Fu Ting looked up at him, his clear eyes were very indifferent, this time he didn't call the third uncle again.

"I owe you." Fu Ting's eyes fell on his lap, and he murmured thoughtfully, "I will pay you back."

Perhaps, when Fu Qingji's leg is healed and he feels the sunshine again, his heart knot for Fu Pei will be opened.

Fu Ting didn't want Fu Qingji to admit that she and her father, it was just that father finally had a warm home, and Fu Ting couldn't let this home become the second source of harm to Fu Pei.

Fu Qingji twitched his lips, thinking that Fu Ting was apologizing to him for Fu Pei, he didn't take Fu Ting's words to heart at all, and drove away.

The babies have been waiting for a long time. Remember to vote after reading it.