Reborn As the School Hunk’s Dearest Daughter

Chapter 11 Protecting Dad with Heartfelt 1

The piercing ringtone of Fu Pei's copycat machine rang, and Fu Pei looked down and saw the caller ID. His always deep and deep brows seemed to be shrouded in cold haze.

Copycats are like cows. Not only are the incoming calls loud, but the voices are also deafening.

Fu Pei pressed to answer, and the deep voice came out like a rooster crowing with strong anger, "Fu Pei, come back soon."

Fu Ting recognized this voice as Fu Pei's father, her grandfather in name.

Fu Pei's expression darkened by two points, and his forehead dropped slightly, the shattered hair covering the coldness in his eyes.

He didn't respond, a soft snort overflowed from his nose, and then hung up the phone.

Fu Ting hurriedly asked when he got up, "Dad, are you going to your father's house."

Fu Peixu was thinking about something, and didn't think about how Fu Ting would know. He clicked on his chin and bent his lips casually, but there was no smile on his mouth, "I'll go out, you stay. Watch the door, don't run around."

Fu Ting's eyes rolled, Da Da Da ran up to him, reliantly grabbing the corner of the boy's clothes, "I am afraid of myself, I want to follow you."

Fu Pei's expression changed, thinking that Lao Tzu didn't realize that you were afraid when you were one to ten.

But he didn't say anything. He changed to a black jacket. The short design made him look well-proportioned. The young man’s slender fingertips curled around his neckline, his voice slanted with a lazy voice.

"Success, then follow."

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Fu Pei’s family was actually quite rich. His father, Fu Lei, was a businessman, and he opened a small meat factory. Although he is not a big family, he is not worried about food and drink.

Fu Pei is the eldest son of the family and should be taken seriously, but he has had a bad relationship with his parents since he was a child, so that when he arrived in high school, he would rather take the pressure of drinking northwest wind and move out to live in the basement alone.

Fu Pei rode a three-eight bar and took Fu Ting to a small bungalow in the city.

On the way there, Fu Ting held Fu Pei's waist, "Dad, your father is so rich, so he doesn't care about you, he is really an irresponsible bad father."

It's better than my father. Fu Ting thought.

Fu Pei tilted his head back, the line A on his neck was terrible, and his eyebrows raised, "How do you know my dad is rich?"

Fu Ting's eyebrows curled up, "I have said, I am your daughter, of course I know it!"

Fu Pei, "..."

Yes, he shouldn't ask.

He replied lightly, "Don't talk too much about things you shouldn't care about."

Fu Ting was angry, "But Dad, you are still studying, and whether your dad is breaking the law, you should fight for your rights."

rights and interests?

Fu Fei sneered, with beautiful eyebrows, and a kind of undisciplined willfulness, "Fighting for a fart, you should be a beggar for me, I don't want face?"

"But face can't be eaten!" Fu Ting murmured, knowing that Fu Pei had a strong self-esteem, and he didn't dare to say anything. He just thought of what happened in his previous life.

Her eyes flowed and she secretly clenched fists. No, she can't let her father be bullied. She used to be young and the conditions weren't allowed. Now God has given the opportunity to her. The time and place are right. She wants to protect her father!

After sneaking out the copycat machine in Fu Pei's pocket, the little girl said embarrassedly, "Dad, I want to go to the bathroom."

Fu Pei said "trouble", but he thoughtfully stopped outside a public toilet, waiting for the little girl to go to the toilet and come back, and then left.

When he arrived at Fu's house, there was a servant standing at the door. He saw Fu Pei's face with disdain, and his nostrils were up to the sky, "Isn't this Young Master Fu who sleeps in the basement and picks up trash? What kind of wind is bringing you here today? Up?"

Fu Pei turned a deaf ear, and Fu Ting was displeased. With a cold face, he stared fiercely at him, "This is my dad's house. He will come back when he wants to come back. Will it be your servant's turn to give directions?"

The servant's face turned black, and she was speechless, but she despised Fu Pei even more in her heart. He took the girl home at a young age.

Fu Pei didn't care about other people's attitudes, he was used to it, but seeing Fu Ting maintain his appearance, like a little lion with exploded fur.

The corners of the lips were hooked, and it was hard to see that the little fool was also a little pepper.

Fu*Little Pepper*Listen: Which is my nickname?

"Go home? I said Fu Pei, parents have long denied you, and you are not qualified to go back to this home!"

It was Fu Chenyi, Xiao Fu Pei's one-year-old brother. He is not bad, but far from Fu Pei. He wears a leather coat and a gold necklace around his neck, revealing the nouveau riche temperament.

Fu Pei looked complacent, took out the headphones from his pocket and put them on himself, ignoring him in a cool suit.

"Fu Pei, do you fart, do you think you are awesome?"

Fu Chenyi couldn't understand Fu Pei's way of dragging the sky and the earth, but the girls just ate that set. He was very sick of Fu Pei, wishing Fu Pei fell into the mud.

At this moment, he hung his eyes and pointed at the three-eight bars next to Fu Pei maliciously. "Stain, the days of sleeping in the basement are uncomfortable? It's too much to ride a broken bicycle that doesn't even collect in the recycling station. Poor, my dad just changed me a three-thousand-yuan motorcycle yesterday, and the old one is about to be thrown in the recycling bin. Or you kneel down and beg me, I will give you alms..."

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