My Princess (19)

Fu Ting's intuition had always been very accurate. Once something bad happened, she would be in a state of panic.

She still remembered the last time she panicked was when Fu Pei was dying in her previous life.

Now, this feeling appeared again.​

Fu Ting could no longer keep her composure. She was not in the mood to eat breakfast and was about to leave after washing up.

When Cen Juan saw the girl's dazed expression in the living room, he immediately grabbed Fu Ting's wrist. There was undisguised worry in his eyes." Listen, what's wrong?""

Fu Ting's voice was a little tense and hoarse." I think my father might be leaving. He's leaving again.""

Cen Jue had long seen that Fu Pei was the future Fu Pei. The word 'leave' naturally meant that he would disappear completely.

He did not say anything else but held Fu Ting's hand tightly." Don't be afraid. I'll accompany you to see him.""

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