Reborn As the School Hunk’s Dearest Daughter

Time moves forward a few hours.

Inside the old house.

Mrs. Fu prepared a large table of dishes in advance. Except for Fu Senlan Yaqin from the big house who had something to do, everyone else had arrived to celebrate Cen Juan.

Seeing that the time has come, Fu Ting and Fu Yu'an still haven't come back.

Mrs. Fu sat at the top and couldn't help but mutter, "These two children, why are you so dawdling?"

"Maybe it's a traffic jam on the road." Mingzhi made several phone calls to Fu Yu'an and Fu Ting, but Fu Yu'an's call was not answered, and Fu Ting's phone was turned off.

This situation is actually quite strange, but because Fu Yu'an and Fu Ting were together, Ming Zhi and the others were not worried, after all, with Fu Yu'an around, nothing would happen to Fu Ting.

Fu Zang frowned, "If this one is not connected and the other is turned off, where will the two children go to play?"

Fu Sixing analyzed, "Xiao Ting's fourth brother knows that today is Xiao Jiu's birthday, so logically there will be no delay."

After waiting like this for another half an hour, seeing that the food was getting cold, the old lady Fu gave an order, "I asked Yu Anduo to bring a small listener to play, I guess they are going to play, let's eat first."

Zuo was just a family feast, and Mrs. Fu didn't take it too seriously.

Cen Juan didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, he lowered his head and didn't move the dishes.

For the first time, a serious look appeared on the face of the man who had always looked relaxed.

Fu Nanyan sat next to him, eating deliciously, gloating, "Some people don't even want to come for their birthdays. It seems that Tingting doesn't care about you at all."

Hehehe, his little niece hasn't been abducted yet!

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Cen Juan touched the tie that Fu Ting gave him with one hand, and replied casually, "It's not my birthday yet."

Fu Qingji sneered, "If you don't give it to you today, do you still count on tomorrow?"

Cen Juan, "..."

It's rare for a coquettish man not to be in the mood to talk coquettishly.

Fu Sixing didn't speak, but ate an extra bowl of rice in a good mood.

Cen Juan has been arrogant for a long time, and it's his turn to be deflated.

After dinner, it was already ten o'clock, Cen Juan bid farewell to the Fu family and drove home.

When he arrived at the apartment where he and Fu Ting lived, he couldn't wait to enter, only to find that it was pitch black inside.

The man didn't turn on the light, and just sat by the entrance, the temperature in his eyes getting colder.

Before going out in the morning, he reminded Fu Ting.

It was impossible for Fu Ting to forget that the early hours of tonight was the time to give him the answer.

But Fu Ting didn't even have time to come back and eat with him.

This made Cen Juan wonder whether Fu Ting regretted it.

Did he shrink back after answering Fu Pei's phone call?

Like every time before, he clearly felt that Fu Ting had already taken a step towards him, but at the critical moment, he retracted back into his shell.

He knew that all along, it was because of Fu Pei's relationship that she was reluctant to give him a happy time.

Now it was hard for him to see some hope, but she still flinched.

But this time, Cen Juan could no longer face it calmly.

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After Fu Ting was busy with Fu Yu'an's affairs, it was almost midnight.

She remembered as if waking up from a dream, as if she had missed the time to celebrate Cen Juan's birthday.

Fortunately, today is not Cen Juan's birthday, so Fu Ting didn't hesitate, and decided to go back to the villa to find Cen Juan. When passing by the cake shop, he hurriedly bought a small cake.

When Fu Ting opened the door, standing in the entrance, he smelled a strong smell of red wine.