Reborn As the School Hunk’s Dearest Daughter

Fu Pei didn't dare to look at Fu Ting for a while, he turned his face away, avoided her eyes, was silent for a few seconds, and said in a hoarse voice, "Fu Xiaoting, the computer thing will be delayed for two days, wait for me... …”

Fu Ting pursed his lips, and his eyes full of sunshine were instantly covered by dark clouds.

She stared straight at Fu Pei for a few seconds, then turned around and left.

bang.

It was the sound of the little girl slamming the door angrily.

She obviously didn't say anything, but she successfully stabbed Fu Pei's heart.

Fu Pei stood in front of her door, raised his hand to knock on the door, but finally turned and left.

*

Fu Ting was sulking for a long time, and finally because it was noon, his father had to eat instant noodles when he didn't cook, which was not good for his health.

Angry is anger, and the responsibility of protecting Dad's body cannot be forgotten.

She diligently came to the living room and glanced at Fu Pei's room, there was no one in it.

Fu Pei is not at home.

Fu Ting was so angry, he took the computer money to Meng Ying without telling her, and left without coaxing her.

Does this mean that she doesn't care about her daughter at all?

"Bad dad." Fu Ting kicked the sofa, feeling extremely aggrieved, "I don't like you anymore."

Then someone knocked on the door.

Fu Ting ran over and opened the door. Meng Ying stood at the door and smiled smugly at her.

"Is Pei here? I came here to thank him for lending me money!"

Fu Ting was so angry that he blocked the way to prevent her from entering, and smiled coldly, "I used my mother's illness as an excuse to defraud my father of money. Has your conscience been eaten by a dog?"

Meng Ying thought to herself, how did this fool know that she was cheating?

Her face is calm, but her smile is full of triumphant display,

"How can you say it's a lie? I'm in trouble, and Pei is just helping him. There's no other way. Who made me special to him?"

A sharp chill flashed in Fu Ting's eyes, "Meng Ying, you didn't do anything at first, so I can ignore it, but you put your mind on my dad, you don't want to be happy this time."

Meng Ying's brows and eyes were slender, and she smiled provocatively, with a charming feeling and provocation, "Little sister, what you said is really interesting, if you are not happy, you can find A Pei and tell me what's the matter. It's not that I forced Pei to give me money."

Seeing that the corners of Fu Ting's eyes were red, she felt even more proud and regained the feeling of a city. "Speaking of which, I would like to thank you for thinking of a way to sell milk tea and earning so much money that I can get through this difficult time."

*

Fu Ting chased Meng Ying away, and was so angry that he was autistic again.

If she had evidence in her hand, she would definitely clean up Meng Ying.

But unfortunately not.

She lost her mood to eat, and ran back to her room to think about ways to engage Meng Ying.

Fu Pei didn't come back until late at night.

Fu Ting got up hungry and made noodles to eat. Looking at the twilight outside the window, he hesitated whether to call Fu Pei.

Just after making the noodles, the sound of the door opening came from the entrance.

Fu Ting knew that it was Fu Pei who came back, but she reservedly didn't look at it.

Until the familiar footsteps got closer and closer, the man came behind her and made some heavy breathing.

Fu Ting looked down at the noodle soup, and caught sight of the whitish sweatpants that Fu Pei washed.

"Fu Xiaoting, look up at me." The unruly voice fell, with the usual rebelliousness of the youth.

Fu Ting hesitated for a while, but still raised his head to save face.

The teenager was wearing a black shirt, which seemed to be wet with sweat, clinging to the skin, his chest undulating slightly, and his muscular sexy shape looming.

He was holding a black bag, square in his hand.

"Open it and take a look." He said, putting the thing in front of her.

Fu Ting sensed something faintly, and unwittingly opened the zipper of the bag, revealing the scenery inside——

is a computer.

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