2 Claiming Father on the Spot

Fu Ting's breath halted. With her bright eyes, she saw Fu Pei's teenage face instantly overlapped with her father's face in her memory.It was the man who did his best to raise her. Her emotions gradually became a maelstrom of feelings. 

Fu Ting's eyes firmly locked onto Fu Pei. Unknowingly, her vision blurred.

"Brother Fu, that little fairy is eyeing you affectionately. Look!" The followers behind Fu Pei noticed Fu Ting first, and their eyes brightened instantly.

In this small third-tier city, it was impossible to find another girl who was as beautiful as Fu Ting. She even carried a pure temperament, resembling a little fairy.

Fu Pei tilted his head and raised his hand to pull his loosen tie. His entire body was filled with a sullen and perverse vibe, and his deep low voice sounded magnetic because he had just smoked a cigarette. He snorted. "I am always eyed by women with admiration!"

As soon as he finished, the little fairy, Fu Ting, had sprinted toward him and buried herself into his arms like a butterfly.

The followers were terrified. Brother Fu was the big brother, and whoever saw him would call him 'daddy'. Was this little fairy mad? How dare she hug him?

Fu Pei had just came back to his senses, and the little girl who was hugging him said something genuinely touching: "Dad, you're still alive... This is so good!"

"Where's this stinky girl from? I—" Fu Pei raised his hand and wanted to push Fu Ting away. However, he lowered his eyes and saw the girl's clear, doe eyes as though they were soaked in moonlight. He could see the water vapor inside. She looked like a wronged child that went home and whined to her parents.

The young man's action stagnated and his thin lips moved quavered. He could not curse at all.

Damn! Curse it!

Fu Ting heard her father's heartbeat, and she recalled the moment she held onto her dying father's hand who laid on the operating table. In this moment, however, her father was alive and well, standing in front of her. 

It had been three years. She never thought she would have her father back in her life again.

Fu Ting's eyes were sore and she felt like crying. Her voice was warm and soft as she called out, "Dad, I finally see you again. I'm no longer an orphan without my daddy."

Fu Pei's arrogant eyes twitched.

He grasped onto Fu Ting's neck with one hand to bring her away as though carrying a little chick. The corners of his mouth curled into a cynical grin. "Where've you learnt this unique way of ganging up on someone? This is a very chic way to attract people, little sister."

The corners of his eyes raised slightly as he spoke, and there was an aura of mischief to it. This made him very charming as though he could absorb the souls of people.

Although the big brother, Fu Pei, enjoyed hitting his opponent until they cried at his feet and called him 'daddy', he was abashed to be called 'daddy' by a little girl of his age. Fu Pei felt shameful as if he was bullying a little girl.

"Dad, you've misunderstood. I'm genuinely your daughter, Fu Ting. We're biologically related!"

Fu Ting grabbed the corners of Fu Pei's shirt. She knew what she said was ridiculous, any normal person who heard this would think she suffered from brain damage. However, she still insisted on saying this, otherwise based on Fu Pei's personality, he would not let her follow him around.

Fu Pei was puzzled.

'I'm just a f*cking frivolous young boy. Why on earth would I have such a big daughter!?'

"Are you f*cking addicted to role-playing? I'm busy now and I have no time to talk nonsense with you. Why don't you go back to where you come from, huh?" Fu Pei's eye sockets were deep and eyebrow ridges were very high. He had a fierce expression on him when he looked at people with his eyebrows raised. It was as though he was a powerful and untouchable big boss.

Anyone else would have fled for their lives, but Fu Ting only felt warm and fuzzy.

Fu Ting's father had a bad temper and was always fierce to her. While this annoyed her to no end before, she now missed his scoldings dearly.

Father's voice was youthful and clear at this point than that of twenty years later.

Fu Ting wanted to cry again. She shrank her shoulders and nasally spoke, "Dad, fighting isn't in line with the core values of socialism. You have to study hard every day and go to a good university. Only with this will you become a useful person in society."

She remembered that after twenty years, her father would fall from his high position because of the scandals. All Fu Pei's partners canceled their contracts and his acting jobs were aborted. Her inheritance worth a hundred billion was gone, and two of them were pressured by the huge amount of monetary compensation due to breach of contract.

She must change their fate in this life; she must remind her father to take the right way and help him reach his peak as early as possible. Only then could he give her the pleasure in life by allowing her to spend as she wished. She would start her mission with helping her father clean his dirty past.

Although there were many reasons not to get involved in a fight, for the sake of her hundred-billion legacy, she could not allow her father to join the fight that was about to happen.

The followers smirked. Was this little fairy sent by the monkey for a funny monkey show? This gave them an image of their fearsome brother—Fu Pei in a school uniform and a red scarf tied at his head as he recited the oath, "I am a socialist successor, striving to be a good teenager who's walking ahead of the times…"

Damn! The very thought made them laugh. This was a bigger joke than the exams they had to face.

Fu Pei glanced at the nagging Fu Ting in awkwardness, and his lips raised slightly. "Stay away, you stinky girl." He smiled arrogantly. "Don't disturb me in building my great career!"

"Hey, didn't you hear Classmate Fu asking you to go? Why are you so shameless?"

The girl who confessed to Fu Pei stood aside, pointed at Fu Ting, and took a jab at her. Fu Ting was too beautiful, just like the fresh bamboo shoots growing out of the barren land in spring, making people pleasantly surprised.

Girls always had an impressive hunch for crises. She must not let this little alluring girl pester Fu Pei!

"Shut up! You're noisy." An impatient Fu Pei glared at the other girl with a murderous look. "Who do you think you are? Leave now!"

The girl was scared but she was not willing to leave like that. Thus, she held the love letter tightly and pushed herself to speak again. "Classmate Fu Pei, I've come to confess to you. Since I've met you, my heart only beats for you..."

Fu Pei's eyes were gloomy, and he tilted his face slightly. His delicate chin and fine facial features complemented each other and formed a sharp curve.

He lifted his jaw and his beautiful eyes squinted into half the size. With a disinterested yet alluring tone, he spoke, "Oh, then you can go to hell!"

Fu Ting sighed inwardly. Her father's words were still as vicious.

Sure enough, the girl could not bear the blow. She whined and ran away.

"You should leave too, or I'll beat you up!" Fu Pei licked his teeth as he gazed at Fu Ting's deep eyes that were akin to water in an ancient well. Obviously, his eyes looked stern. 

Fu Ting did not want to disobey him, but at the very thought of their future, she had no choice but to bravely meet his gaze.

The girl's face was fair and delicate. She looked at him innocently...

How could he f*cking hit her?

Forget it! He was the great Brother Fu. How could he beat a woman?

Fu Pei chose to ignore Fu Ting. He signaled to the others and walked straight to a nearby warehouse.

Fu Ting could not stop her father and could only follow him to where they were at.

The other party was dressed like a punk. He noticed the little girl behind Fu Pei and smiled devilishly. "Fu Pei, you've changed your woman again. The chick this time is pretty impressive."

His tone was teasing and he stared at Fu Ting maliciously. An indecent laugh escaped his lips.

Fu Ting knew her stunning look could captivate others with ease. She was a great beauty in Jing City in her previous life and she attracted attention wherever she went. She became insensitive to the glances she received.

Fu Pei narrowed his eyes and dragged Fu Ting behind him. He smirked with a cool and arrogant front. "Stop talking rubbish! If you wanna fight, be quick!"

According to the rules, when the leaders from both sides wanted to challenge each other, the others could not intervene.

Fu Pei was a great fighter with great strength, while the opposing leader was also well-trained. As the fight went on, it was hard to tell which of them would win.

However, Fu Pei was worried that Fu Ting would be frightened. Thus, he was distracted, and the punk leader evaded his elbow jab. The punk leader spotted a chance and intended to give Fu Pei a fatal blow.

A slender figure rushed into the fight at lightning speed. She quickly pulled Fu Pei away, lifted her legs, and stepped on the foot of her father's opponent without breaking a sweat. The whole process was so smooth that it rendered everyone at the scene in awe.

"You're hurting my daddy. I'm angry." The girl's clear voice was naturally soft, as soft as glutinous rice dumplings.