Reborn As the School Hunk’s Dearest Daughter

Chapter 318

Fu Qingji made this move, and the blood on Mingzhi's face was immediately exhausted.

Her lips trembled and she seemed to have received a great shock, "Qingji, when did you learn to lie? I am your mother. I still don't know what food you are allergic to?"

Fu Qingji had ignored Fu Ting before. Mingzhi could also understand that he was due to his character, but the obvious rejection at the moment clearly means that Fu Ting is not in his eyes.

Fu Qingji chewed gracefully, and after the food in his mouth was swallowed, he spoke out unhurriedly, "So you want me to be honest, I just don't want to eat this shrimp."

Mingzhi froze and stared at Fu Qingji, all of which had mixed feelings for a while.

"The third child, what are you doing!" Fu Sixing dropped his chopsticks and tightened his brows, as if he could pinch a fly. "Xiao Ting is your niece. Of all the brothers, you are his closest uncle. , This is the attitude you should have as an elder?"

Fu Sixing knew that Fu Qingji had a cold personality and had little contact with all of their brothers, but Fu Qingji has always been the most polite, and now this act is too reckless and hurtful.

Fu Nanyan felt even more distressed, "Third brother, why are you? Didn't you tell me when you were young, you dreamed of having a sister, and now you have a little niece, don't you like it?"

"I have never admitted that she is my niece." Fu Qingji said expressionlessly, with cold eyes, "Have you forgotten how my legs became like this."

Mingzhi's heart picked up, and she said tremblingly, "Qingji, I know you blamed me for neglecting you. I was also confused back then. I lost your brother. I was anxious to find him and let you have a car accident, but you Why transfer the hatred to your brother and niece? They are innocent!"

"Then who is not innocent? Fu Pei's loss is not my fault, but because of him, I have lost all my pride and pride." Fu Qingji pulled the corner of his lips lightly, with a smile, "Why, I'm even resentful now." Can't you have all rights?"

Mingzhi seemed to be hit by an arrow in her heart, and tears suddenly fell out.

She looked at Fu Qingji with bloodshot eyes, and suddenly realized something, and asked in grief, "So you came here today to tell us that you will never accept our family?"

She originally thought that Fu Peifu could melt Fu Qingji's knots after returning home, but she never thought that Fu Qingji was actually complaining about Fu Pei.

Mingzhi was too uncomfortable. It was her negligence that caused two tragedies. She was just such two sons, but they were like enemies.

Fu Qingji did not answer, but silence equals acquiescence.

Of course he knew that his tragedy could not be blamed on Fu Pei, but he couldn't understand it.

His missing family affection exists, and the pain caused by his broken leg reminds him of his embarrassed life every minute.

Those who had been ridiculed and contemptuous in the past pierced his internal organs like needles, and he couldn't get out.

Once upon a time, he had also looked forward to his brother's return, but those expectations were worn out by Mingzhi's ignorance of him every time.

He even thought that it was him who had been lost, so he would not endure the pain.

His life has been unable to reunite, how can he be willing to let them reunite as if nothing had happened.

Suddenly, Fu Pei picked up the chopsticks, put the shrimp that Fu Qingji had pushed aside, into his own bowl, put on the gloves and peeled the shell, then slowly ate it into his mouth.

As the Adam's apple rolled lightly, he swallowed the shrimp, his jaw tightened, "What my daughter worked so hard to make."

His tongue was tipped against his cheeks, he looked unruly, and his breath was dangerous. "You can't ruin it casually."

"It seems that I really shouldn't have come today," Fu Qingji stood up slowly, his back straightened, "You take it easy!"

Fu Zang closed his eyes, "Fu Qingji, after so many years, you have always closed yourself up and refused to come out. Do you have to leave our family in pieces?"

"After so many years, you and your mother always have only your little son in your heart. Until now, you only care about his feelings and when you take me seriously." Fu Qingji glanced at them without emotion, and said Xian was indifferent and mocking, "It was never me who broke this family apart."

He said, "You can still make up for your youngest son, but my legs can no longer make up. I still want to call you parents. This is my greatest tolerance."

Mingzhi and Fu were stunned and froze in place, feeling like a knife.

They knew that Fu Qingji had a grudge against them, but they didn't know that they were so grieved that they didn't want to recognize them anymore.

Even so so dark that they don't care about him.

"Your tragedy has nothing to do with my dad, my dad is not sorry for you!" Fu Ting slowly said, his eyes calm and quiet, "You really can't bear it. You can hate me, but you can't hate my father."

Her father has already suffered too many unreasonable accusations, and should no longer be burdened with the heavy shackles left by his brother.

Fu Qingji didn't respond, and the corners of his lips curled into a beautiful but cold arc, turned around and limped and walked out.

His back is thin and slender, with a thick haze, which makes people unable to bear to blame him.

Jiang Yan immediately followed and helped Fu Qingji to make him go smoother.

Fu Ting thought for a while, but hurried to catch up.

The little girl stopped Fu Qingji's way, because she was rushing, her breath was a little bit, and her cheeks were red and cute.

Fu Qingji stared at her, without any fluctuations in his eyes.

Fu Ting's appearance is actually perfect in the aesthetic of his younger sister that he dreamed of as a child.

Jiao Jiao Nuo, lovely and loving.

But Fu Qingji's heart is already in a shadow, covering all the sunshine that used to be.

What's more, Fu Ting is still Fu Pei's daughter.

Fu Qingji is not a saint, so don't mind if he can't do it.

"Why, want to scold me?" Fu Qingji looked at Fu Ting coldly, her cold white face glowing in the sunlight.

Fu Ting looked up at him, his clear eyes were very indifferent, this time he did not call San Uncle again.

"I owe you." Fu Ting's eyes fell on his lap, and he muttered thoughtfully, "I will pay you back."

Perhaps, when Fu Qingji's legs are healed and he feels the sunshine again, his heart to Fu Pei will open.

Fu Ting didn't want Fu Qingji to admit that she and her father, but father had a hard time having a warm home, and Fu Ting couldn't let this family become the second source of harm to Fu Pei.

Fu Qingji twitched his lips, only when Fu Ting was apologizing for Fu Pei. He didn't take Fu Ting's words to heart and drove away.

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