Reborn As the School Hunk’s Dearest Daughter

Fu Pei didn't answer, and was still digesting the huge blow silently. After a few seconds of silence, he said slowly, "I regret it."

Raising his eyes slightly, his dark pupils met Cen Juan's, his knuckles creaked, "I don't want your half-life, I want you to die!"

"Dad!" Fu Ting's nervous voice was filled with smoke, "He committed murder and broke the law."

"Am I so unforgivable?" Cen Juan said amusedly, "Can't you give me a chance?"

Fu Pei didn't want to talk, fearing that he would lose control if he spoke, so he quickly called his assistant to drive over.

Fu Ting was directly fished into the car by him, and locked inside.

The little girl poked her head out, "Dad, why don't you come up."

"It's late, you go back to bed first." Fu Pei stretched out his hand and pushed Fu Ting's little head back, his eyebrows and eyes were extremely sharp, but his voice was flat, "Cen Juan and I have a topic between men."

Fu Ting blinked and said nervously, "Dad, you can't break the law."

"Don't worry, since he is my benefactor, I don't have to thank him properly."

Fu Ting looked at Fu Pei's gloomy eyes, but he didn't really believe it.

But she knew the current situation, and everything she said would only add fuel to the fire.

He could only give Cen Juan a sympathetic look, and then retreated into the car.

The assistant turned around and asked carefully where Fu Ting was going.

After Fu Ting reported the address of the villa, Fu Pei's face became tense, and he gave Fu Ting a hard look, "Do you still want to live with him?"

"..."

"Don't think about it!"

Fu Pei closed the car window and ordered his assistant to take Fu Ting back to his apartment.

*

After Fu Ting left, the two men stood facing each other, casting long shadows on the lake.

After several minutes of silence, Cen Juan rubbed the corner of his lips with his hand, and spoke first, "If you haven't beaten enough, you can continue to beat me."

Fu Pei glanced over coldly, twisted his neck, and stretched out his hand towards Cen Juan.

"No, what Uncle Fu is trying to do." Cen Juan hid to the side, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, "Although I dare not refuse any of your requests, I am a person who listens, and no one else can touch me."

"..." Fu Pei twitched his forehead forcefully, raised his hand and grabbed Cen Juan's neckline and pulled it down, the corners of his eyes were bright red, "Is there something wrong with your brain, my daughter just likes your flirtatiousness?"

"Maybe." Cen Juan raised his eyebrows and smiled, with a lazy voice, a little careless, "I can't control Ting Ting, you are Ting Ting's father, there is no guarantee that you won't be tempted, so I have to pay attention Hold on."

"You can pull it down."

Fu Pei sneered, and went straight to it, roughly tore off Cen Juan's clothes, and saw his tattoo.

"It's really you." Fu Pei's expression was gloomy, indescribably complicated.

It can be said that this benefactor he has been thinking about for two lifetimes turned out to be an old bastard who robbed his daughter.

"The little effort that day made Uncle Fu miss me for so many years."

When Cen Juan said this, he snorted with a drawl, "It's so touching."

Fu Pei licked his teeth with the tip of his tongue, his brows and eyes were too cold, his voice was low and hoarse, "Thank you for what happened back then, but my daughter shouldn't have to pay for it."

"I like her." Cen Juan blurted out, firm and affectionate.

Fu Pei stared straight at him, "Don't like it."

Cen Juan looked gentle but stubborn, "I like her."

Fu Pei's eyes were bloodshot, he raised his knee, and pressed it against his lower abdomen, with fierceness flying from the end of his eyes, "I'm fucking telling you to put this thought away."

"Perhaps, that's not liking." Cen Juan gasped in pain, but he didn't flinch at all. The two words, neither light nor heavy, seemed to hit the tip of someone's heart, "It's love."