Reborn As the School Hunk’s Dearest Daughter

Chapter 399 Three Uncle Apology 8

Fu Qingji watched this scene like this, suddenly feeling desolate.

How it feels, he was ignored by the whole family.

Obviously, he is Fu Ting's uncle, how could this girl fool him like this?

Even if it's because of the previous things, but he doesn't plan to care about it anymore, why is she so careful?

Fu Qingji was a little uncomfortable. Of course, the most important thing was that he couldn't figure it out. It was obvious that Fu Yuan had just returned, and her attitude towards her was similar to him. How could she treat Fu Yuan so well?

Intentionally irritating him?

So naive.

The corners of Fu Qingji's mouth pursed slightly, and the low air pressure around him was biting.

Fu Nanyan bit an orange in his mouth, eating deliciously, and gloating, "Some people still don't eat watermelon. You just want to eat it, but you can only want to eat it."

As Fu *Director* Nan Yan who took the script, how could he not see Fu Qingji's awkwardness in seeking peace.

This smelly brother is so stupid!

I don't want to think about what I did to my little niece and Fu Pei before, but now I don't want to be a licking dog, and I still put on a noble air.

Bullying your little niece’s father, who cares most about it, is blamed for your little niece taking care of you.

Fu Qingji's eyelids shrugged and pulled down slightly, and his fingers clenched the phone. Because of his strength, his fingers were faintly whitening.

"Children, it's time for dinner!" Mingzhi and the servant walked out carrying the food.

While eating, Fu Ting buried his head on the chicken legs, feeling that Youdao always looked at her, and raised his eyes slightly.

Fu Yu'an was sitting opposite her, eating vegetables gracefully with his head down, his eyelashes falling under his eye sockets, and his brows were peaceful and picturesque.

Fu Ting wrinkled his little nose, illusion?

"Listen, how do you look at the fourth brother alone?" Fu Nanyan noticed that Fu Ting was looking at Fu Yu'an, a very small family's anger request, "You have to have a bowl of water to be balanced, and it is fair for everyone to look at it. "

Mingzhi couldn't help laughing. "The second child is right. You can't just look at one person, but also at grandma."

Fu Ting really put down his chopsticks and looked at the faces of his family one by one.

When he arrived at Fu Qingji, Fu Ting met his beautiful peachy eyes. The man's eyes were dark and deep. For a short second, she quickly kept her eyes away from him.

Fu Qingji lowered his eyebrows meaninglessly, still coldly, but didn't know what emotions were in his eyes under his eyelashes.

Mingzhi didn't say anything in his eyes. After all, it was very good that his family could sit here and have a meal in harmony.

Fu Qingji stretched out his chopsticks to clamp the braised pork in front of him, but Fu Nanyan picked it up first and put it in a Fu Ting bowl, "I'll listen to it."

Fu Qingji paused with his fingertips, only to consider it accidentally, and then continued to clip a piece, which was picked up by Fu Sixing again.

One can be said to be an accident.

twice……

Fu Qingji raised his eyes slightly, and Fu Sixing held the table with one hand, then raised his chin, looking at him coldly, with an expression that you dare to have an opinion.

Anyway, Fu Qingji's legs are already healed. If he dares to say anything, Fu Sixing will now stabbed him out in front of the whole family to make him feel ashamed.

Fu Qingji didn't dare to speak, his Adam's apple rolled, and he was silent for a few seconds before picking up the dish in front of him.

Fu Pei gave a sneer, and suddenly walked over and took away the dish in front of Fu Qingji.

Fu Pei could tolerate him because he was lame and immortal, since he was healed now.

He had to let Fu Xiao listen to the hatred of the design draft.

It can't be beaten, it's also good to hit it.

No one stopped Fu Pei's move, and he was even very happy to see it happen.

After all, everyone understands that he was venting his breath for Fu.

Fu Qingji should have endured it.

Fu Qingji held the chopsticks expressionlessly and glanced at everyone on the dinner table. The depression was condensed in his chest and abdomen, almost ready to come out, wanting to bear it.

After a long while, Fu Qingji tentatively reached out to pick up a dish, but this time he was cut off again.

Fu Qingji looked at the hands-on Fu Yuan incomprehensibly, "Fourth brother?"

Fu Yuan chuckled her lips and laughed out loud, with curving eyes, like a jade-like nobleman, "It's a coincidence, I have the same taste as the third brother."

Fu Yuan looked at him straightforwardly, his eyes dark and heavy, "I am the younger brother, the third brother will let me."

Fu Qingji, "..."

I always feel targeted.

It's just that he doesn't understand, why did Fu Yuan target him?

In any case, this meal can't be eaten anymore, so he just threw away his chopsticks and stopped eating.

Fu Sixing wiped his mouth with a cold voice, "This is a meal prepared for your celebration. We are all here. Isn't it appropriate for you to eat? Pick up the chopsticks for me!"

Fu Qingji, "..."

Celebrate him?

Does the eldest brother feel hurt when he says this?

He only suffocated the fire from start to finish!

Fu Zang cleared his throat, "Qingji, listen to your elder brother."

Fu Qingji sat down with humiliation, and this time he stopped picking vegetables and asked the servant to pour him water.

As a result, the water had just been poured, and Fu Yuan took it again.

Fu Qingji raised his eyebrows slightly, "Fourth brother, do you have an opinion on me?"

He did not think that Fu Yuan was offended.

Fu Yuan in the entire Fu family was the one most unlikely to target him.

"Of course not, we are good brothers." Fu Yuan's hands holding the cup were slender and fair, and his eyes were very bright, and he made a gentle and gentle voice, "That's why I'm being blunt with you."

Fu Qingji, "..."

Okay, he just deserves to sit and be abused, right?

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At the end of a tormented meal, Fu Qingji had a stomachache.

His joy of getting healthy because of his legs is gone.

Fu Qingji took out a cigarette and went to the yard to smoke it.

Halfway through the draw, Jiang Yan called.

Fu Qingji hesitated for a moment, but still took it, with a cigarette biting in his thin lips, and his voice was a little fuzzy, "What's wrong."

Jiang Yan said caringly, "Third Brother, is your leg cured?"

Fu Qingji lowered his eyes and let out a light hum, "Okay."

"So fast..." Jiang Yan was surprised for a few seconds, and said happily, "Congratulations, brother, this is really great."

Fu Qingji had just experienced being left out. Someone finally shared the joy with him. His mood improved a lot, and his voice was low and sweet, "Thank you, you have something to do with me?"

Jiang Yan was silent for a while, before his voice choked softly, "Brother, the money you gave me last time was robbed by my uncle to save the company, but he lost again, and now my uncle intends to let me Marrying an old man, I don’t know what to do..."

Fu Qingji frowned, "Go abroad, I will help you."

Jiang Yan said cautiously, "The third brother, can you go and tell Fu to make a clarification, just say that the last thing was a misunderstanding, I don't want to go to other countries, and I still can't hold my head up. "

Fu Qingji's expression instantly condensed two points, her peachy eyes half-closed, "Jiang Yan, you are embarrassing me."

Ask for a ticket duck!

I must know the next one! ! !

(End of this chapter)