Fu Ting was worried about Fu Pei, so he didn't go back to the villa at night, but went to Mingzhi's house.

It was evening when Fu listened, and Mingzhi and Fu Zhuang hadn't gone home yet.

When she entered the house, Fu Pei was sitting on the sofa in the living room looking at his mobile phone, and when he saw Fu coming back, he raised his eyes slightly, and his expression did not fluctuate, "I'm back." ”

Fu Ting suddenly became a little nervous, and asked in a low voice, "Dad, how are you feeling today?" ”

Fu Pei nodded, and asked Fu Ting with a serious expression, "Have you eaten?" ”

"Eat."

Fu Ting lowered his head, didn't know what to say, and didn't smile at Fu Pei Nuan as before, the relationship between father and daughter seemed to become very awkward in an instant.

After being silent for a few seconds, Fu Pei pulled his neckline with one hand and spoke again, "I will return to the crew tomorrow, and you will study hard by yourself." ”

Fu Tingmeng raised his head, bit his lip and said, "Dad, you are not well yet, you should rest for a few more days......

"I'm fine, just take care of yourself." Fu Pei's voice was very low, and his expression looked a little cold, "Go study, don't delay your studies." ”

Fu clenched his hands at a loss, some complicated emotions flashed in his eyes, and he stopped talking, "Dad, you ......"

Fu Pei glanced at her casually, and said in a flat tone, "Huh? "Yes.

At the same time, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one, and bit into his thin lip.

Fu Ting's eyes widened suddenly, "Dad, why are you smoking, didn't you promise me that I wouldn't smoke?" ”

As she spoke, she walked up to him and tried to snatch the cigarette from his hand.

Fu Pei's body was slightly sideways, and his somewhat cold palm grabbed Fu Ting's wrist, his face line was cold and hard, and he said lightly, "Don't worry about adults, children." ”

Fu Pei in Fu Ting's eyes is still so young and handsome, but there is less unruliness that makes her feel familiar, and what precipitates in her eyes is a dark color that she can't understand.

Fu Ting's heart suddenly hurt, this father seems to be that father.

She didn't dare to say anything more, so she withdrew her hand sullenly and turned to go upstairs.

Fu Pei waited for her to go upstairs, but for some reason, she suddenly felt that the cigarette in her hand was tasteless.

He snuffed out his cigarette, felt his mouth a little dry, and peeled the kiwi fruit that he had bought on the side of the road for an afternoon and placed on the coffee table.

As soon as he was half-peeled, the maid came out of the kitchen and saw this scene, a little surprised, "Little master, why did you eat kiwifruit?" ”

Fu Pei had an indifferent face, "Isn't it okay?" ”

The maid was even more strange, "Miss Fu is allergic to this fruit, didn't you tell me privately that you are not allowed to have this at home?" ”

Fu Pei was stunned for a moment, unable to see emotion on his face, paused for a few seconds, and threw the kiwi into the trash.

The voice was a little low, "Got it." ”

The maid walked away with a puzzled face, how did she know?

It seems that she knew and told him first, obviously it was instructed by the young master?

It's weird.

The living room was a little quiet, Fu Pei only turned on one light, and the light in the room was very dim.

The young man's whole body melted into the shadows, looking at the news on his mobile phone about "him" and Fu Ting in the past few months, and the look in his eyes was as secretive as possible.

*

Fu Ting sat on the bed, thinking of Fu Pei's indifference, the corners of his eyes couldn't help but sour.

If she hadn't been born again, and hadn't spent time with her young father, she felt that her future father would be very good.

However, with such a comparison, Fu Ting's heart is not good.

She also knows that whether it is a future father or a young father, they are the same father and should not be compared, but she just can't help it.