"Hmm." Fu Jiayao nodded lightly, peeking through the gap at the man sitting behind the desk.

"Little Miss, young master, he is waiting for you." The butler chuckled softly and made a way.

"Okay." Fu Jiayao walked in calmly and looked at the man with a serious face.

"You talk slowly, I'll go out first."

The butler stepped back playfully and closed the door for the two of them.

Fu Yuxing was staring at the computer screen, and he never gave up looking up information about Mr. K.

As long as there is time, it will see if the other party is online.

"Whatever you want to say to me, just say it." Fu Yuxing's eyes fell on his daughter and said directly.

"Oh." Fu Jiayao walked to the desk and sat down opposite the man.

She put her hand on the desk and said like a little adult, "I want to have a good talk with you." ”

"What are you talking about?" Fu Yuxing asked nonchalantly.

"Let's just talk about the quarrel we had earlier, okay?" Fu Jiayao looked at the look on the man's face as she spoke, and spoke in a low voice.

"Yes." Fu Yuxing nodded, and at the same time pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on his face.

Fu Jiayao pursed her lips, frowned and asked, "Dad, can I ask, why are you so hostile to your godmother?" ”

"Godmother?" Fu Yuxing stared at his daughter's eyes seriously: "Then why do you like her so much?" ”

"I ......"

Fu Jiayao paused, frowned, and replied after thinking: "She feels very much like my mother to me, so I like her and am willing to be close to her." ”

Fu Yuxing nodded with an incomprehensible expression, unable to see what he was thinking.

"What about you?" Fu Jiayao asked, "Do you really dislike your godmother so much?" ”

Hearing his daughter's question, Fu Yuxing's face was embarrassed.

If he said that he didn't like Lu Weiwei, he probably would be very disappointed, right?

But since Lu Weiwei appeared, it has brought him a lot of trouble, making him subconsciously hate her.

"I don't have any feelings for her, I don't like it or hate her." Fu Yuxing replied in a serious tone.

"Then why don't you want me to be close to her?" Fu Jiayao pursed her lips and asked unwillingly, "Can I recognize her as a godmother?" ”

For Fu Yuxing, Lu Weiwei is a trouble, and it is still a particularly difficult kind to deal with.

Hearing his daughter's question, he could only avoid the important and replied lightly: "You still care about my thoughts, right?" Haven't you always been very close? ”

"If you're willing to be close to her, be close." Fu Yuxing was a little irritable, and sighed faintly.

It's not that he agrees with Lu Weiwei, he just thinks about Fu Jiayao's childlike nature, and he can't always like Lu Weiwei and want to be close to her.

It's good to wait until they are automatically estranged, and he doesn't have to be a villain who destroys the relationship between the two.

"Really?"

Fu Jiayao stood up excitedly, ran to the man's side excitedly, and kissed him on the face.

"Thank you for understanding me, Dad."

When Fu Jiayao sat back down, Fu Yuxing was still immersed in the happiness just now, and subconsciously reached out and touched the place where his daughter had kissed.

"Have you done your homework?" Looking at his smiling daughter in front of him, the man asked in a low voice.

They had an awkward quarrel before, and Fu Yuxing didn't care about her daughter's studies.

Fu Jiayao smiled and nodded: "Well, it's done." ”

"Bring it and let me check it."

Fu Jiayao paused, and then reluctantly replied, "Oh, I know." ”

The little princess's pink schoolbag is incompatible with the original decoration of the study, but there is a hint of harmony inexplicably.

She handed her schoolbag to Fu Yuxing and whispered, "It's all inside." ”

"Do you have a lot of homework?" Fu Yuxing took out his daughter's textbook, and his tone was full of concern.

"It's fine." Fu Jiayao replied nonchalantly, nervously watching the man's actions.

Fu Yuxing flipped through the two pages, was surprised by the completely correct answer, frowned and asked, "Did you do it all yourself?" ”

"How long did it take you to do so many arithmetic problems?"

Hearing Fu Yuxing's question, Fu Jiayao replied calmly: "It took half an hour." ”

"Half an hour?" The man raised an eyebrow and asked rhetorically.

"That's an hour?" Fu Jiayao observed the expression on the man's face as she spoke, and looked at his incredulous appearance, and talked for another half an hour.

"An hour?" Fu Yuxing frowned: "Are you sure?" ”

"I ...... Not so sure. Fu Jiayao smiled and touched her hair: "It seems to have taken two hours, I can't remember it clearly." ”

Fu Yuxing's eyes fell on the homework book, and he said thoughtfully: "Yes, you are right about the arithmetic questions." ”

"Really?" Fu Jiayao asked with a surprised expression.

"Hmm." Fu Yuxing closed the textbook and asked softly: "Xiao Ming's mother is 38 years old this year, so how old will she be in 15 years?" ”

After the man finished the question, he patiently waited for his daughter's answer.

Fu Jiayao stretched out her hands in a panic and kept fiddling, but she couldn't figure it out.

"Settled? What is the correct answer? Fu Yuxing asked.

"Nope." Fu Jiayao shook her head helplessly and took the initiative to say, "I won't count." ”

Fu Yuxing didn't show a trace of surprise, and asked lightly, "Who did this homework for you?" ”

"Huh? I made it myself! Fu Jiayao replied with a little weakness, not daring to meet the man's gaze.

"Really? I'll give you another chance, do you want to say it again? Fu Yuxing said in a low voice.

"Someone did it for me." Fu Jiayao took the initiative to admit her mistake: "I'm sorry, I know it's wrong." ”

Fu Yuxing raised his eyebrows and asked curiously, "Who did it for you?" Housekeeper? ”

"It's not." Fu Jiayao subconsciously shook her head, not wanting to confess the person behind her.

"Who's that?" Fu Yuxing frowned and thought, "The teacher in the kindergarten? ”

"It's not." Fu Jiayao uneasily denied that this was the secret of the two of them.

As a last resort, she didn't want the third person to know.

A name suddenly flashed in Fu Yuxing's mind, and he couldn't help but ask out loud: "It won't be Lu Mingkai who helped you complete your homework, right?" ”

Fu Jiayao looked at her father in disbelief and opened her mouth wide in surprise.

"Okay, I got it."

Compared with his daughter, Lu Mingkai is a genius boy, and these simple arithmetic problems are naturally not a problem.

Fu Yuxing asked puzzledly, "Why would he help you with your homework?" ”

Fu Jiayao knew that her reaction had already acquiesced to the answer, and replied softly: "He is kind-hearted and helpful. ”

"Seeing that I was bothered by arithmetic problems, he helped me do it."

Fu Yuxing snorted and asked, "Is this really the case?" ”

"Really?"

The corners of the man's mouth were slightly raised, revealing a strange arc.

He rummaged through his daughter's bag for a while, took out a piece of paper, pointed to the text on it and asked, "So what is this?" ”

"That's what I joked with Brother Mingkai." Fu Jiayao's voice became lower and lower, regretting that she had not been able to put away the important things.

Now that her father found out, what should she do?

"Go back and do your homework over and over again." Fu Yuxing wiped the arithmetic problems from the textbook with his own hands, and said in a light tone.

Fu Jiayao nodded obediently and pointed to the piece of paper on the table: "What about the guarantee?" ”

"I'll keep it for you for the time being."