When I walked out of Fu's house, it was already evening.

The setting sun reflects an orange-red glow on the horizon.

Fu Pei pushed the car with one hand and put the other in his pocket, and strode forward silently.

The slender figure of the young man, dressed in a faint twilight, is like a character in a picture scroll.

He walked faster and faster, and his back faintly revealed a bit of suppressed coldness.

"Dad, why are you walking so fast, wait for me!" Fu Tingda followed him, and when he took one step, she had to jump and run for several steps, panting softly.

Fu Pei stopped suddenly, looked back at Fu Ting, the cold and hard side lines of his face were even more sharp in the twilight, "Who let you make an argument and ask them for money?" ”

Fu Ting was caught off guard and crashed into Fu Pei's cold eyes, which seemed to have a sword full of thorns, and the tip of her heart trembled.

She was stunned for a few seconds, and her eyes revealed innocent cuteness.

Fu Pei strode up to her, and couldn't help but snatch the document bag containing 150,000 yuan from her hand.

His raised eyebrow bones are ruthless, and there is a unique rebelliousness of this age between his delicate eyebrows, and the whites of his eyes are filled with a few strands of red blood, which is wild and untamable.

"Lao Tzu doesn't need anyone's handout!" After Fu Pei said this, he threw the document bag aside and fell into a dark pool under the hillside.

Almost the moment the bag was thrown out, Fu Ting's whole person ran down the hill with Da Da Da and quickly picked up the document bag before the turbulent water washed it away.

Fu Ting breathed a sigh of relief, and before he could stand up, the soles of his feet slipped and he was about to fall in.

There was a galloping wind behind him.

It was Fu Pei who ran down, at the moment when Fu Ting fell.

The slender arm wrapped around Fu Ting's waist like lightning and lifted her to safety.

The young man's neck was covered with sweat, and his chest was slightly heaving, revealing his imperceptible nervousness at this time.

His eyes were dark and violent, "What are you doing, you're crazy?" ”

Fu Ting stood firm, didn't bother to answer Fu Pei, but patted the sewage on the file bag, and after making sure that the money in it was okay, he was completely relieved, and complained a little, "Dad, I finally got child support from your parents, just throw it away!" ”

Fu Pei's eyelashes fell, and broken hair swept through his eyebrow bone.

His eyes were bloody, with a bit of cold dryness.

Fu Ting held the stained document bag tightly, and his white and flawless fingers were also stained with jet-black marks.

Like a well-preserved jadeite, there are undeserved flaws.

Eyelashes fluttered slightly.

Fu Pei's throat tightened, and his expression became colder, "Lao Tzu's affairs, you don't need to take care of it!" ”

He was as fierce as a wolf, and he couldn't hide his anger, causing the temperature around him to drop by a few degrees.

A young man who has tasted the warmth and coldness of human affection has the most sensitive but purest soul in the world.

The hard spears erected all over their bodies resist the approach of the whole world.

"You're my dad, I can't ignore you!" Fu Ting's chin was raised, his eyes were red, "This money can save you from working hard every day to move bricks, not to live in a cold basement, not to eat unnutritious food, not to wear clothes that don't fit, I don't want you to suffer dad." ”

The little girl almost choked, her face was extremely white with the red lining of her eyes, and the pale blue veins in her neck rose and fell slightly with her breathing.

"Shut up!" His voice exuded a bone-eating chill, his wrist bones were tense, and his joints were bulging, showing his anger at the moment.

"Little fool, if you think I'm poor and don't want to live in the basement with me, you can leave, whoever has the money you go with, this money doesn't belong to me, understand?"