Reborn As the School Hunk’s Dearest Daughter

Fu Ting's intuition has always been accurate. Once something bad happens, her heart will be in such a state of panic.

I still remember the last time I was flustered, when Fu Pei was dying in his last life.

Now, this feeling has appeared again.

Fu Ting couldn't stabilize for a moment, she was not in the mood to eat breakfast, and she was about to go out after washing up.

In the living room, Cen Juan saw the girl's delusional appearance, and immediately grabbed Fu Ting's wrist, with undisguised worry in his eyes, "Listen, what's the matter?"

Fu Ting's voice was a little tight and rustling, "I think my dad may be leaving, and he is leaving again."

Cen Juan had long seen that the current Fu Pei was the future Fu Pei, and this departure naturally meant disappearing completely.

He didn't say much, just held Fu Ting's hand tightly, "Don't be afraid, brother will accompany you to see him."

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Fu Pei was filming a literary film. Today is his last finale. He is the only actor on the set.

When Cen Wanfu listened to it, Fu Pei was still sitting on a rest sofa reading a newspaper, his head bowed like a picture scroll.

Fu sounded like he rushed directly into his arms, hugged him tightly, and shouted, "Dad."

The staff on the set knew that Fu Ting and Fu Pei were in a family relationship and had a good relationship, so they cooperated and retreated far away.

Fu Pei was unprepared, and was hit by the little girl who suddenly rushed into his arms and almost fell to the ground. He held on to the ground with one hand before he stabilized, "What's wrong?"

The young man's low voice had a familiar coolness.

Only then did Fu Ting feel relieved. He raised his head slightly and stared at Fu Pei for a while, "I thought you... something happened."

Fu Pei still couldn't get used to Fu Ting's coquettish attitude, his whole body was a little stiff, hesitating again and again, he tentatively raised his hand, and patted Fu Ting's back lightly, "I'm filming, nothing will happen."

At this time, the assistant director came over to talk to Fu Pei,

"Fu Pei, you will be filming a parting scene for a while. The whole process is mainly to exaggerate the atmosphere. Pay attention to the correct look in your eyes. When you get on the train, look back at the camera and say the line I left."

Fu Pei let out a light hum, then let go of Fu Ting and put on the clothes to be worn for the shooting.

About to start filming, Fu Pei lowered his eyes to Fu Hearing, "You haven't seen me filming yet, you'll be watching me in front of the camera in a while."

Fu Ting suddenly felt inexplicably flustered, and asked worriedly, "Dad, you will always be with me, right?"

The little girl bit her lip, the red lips lined with snow-white teeth were bright, and the eyes were pure and clear, and there was a color full of glutinous admiration.

Although the future father is very strict and not as caring as the young father, they are all the same father. If one really wants to leave, it will be a very cruel choice for Fu Ting.

Fu Pei's ink-stained gaze fell on the girl's delicate little face, her jawline narrowed slightly, "Of course."

His child, he is such a child, how could he be willing to leave.

Fu Ting's eyebrows and eyes quickly turned into crescent moons, and his eyes were clear, "We'll go home together in a while."

Fu Pei raised his hand and tightened his neckline. He stared at the little girl's face for a while, and his dark eyes couldn't tell the emotion, "Child, happy birthday~"

His tone was very light, not as cold and hard as every time before, and seemed to be somewhat tender.

Fu Ting was a little confused, "Dad, today is not my birthday."

Fu Pei seemed to laugh, but his voice was still low and unwavering, "This is for you."