Is She Her Younger Sister (2)

At night.

Fu Ting climbed into bed and prepared to sleep after eating the high-class meal that the hotel had sent her.

Before she closed her eyes, she received a call from Fu Pei. She was so happy that her eyes curved into crescents." Dad, I'm already in Beijing. I'm lying on the hotel bed now.""​

On the other side of the city.

Fu Pei leaned against the window, his tall and slender body basking in the moonlight. His arrogant eyebrows were lowered, and there was a subtle smile in his eyes. The sharp light that he was born with softened, and his voice was casual." It seems that I didn't lose it.""​

"I'm not an idiot. I won't lose it." Fu Ting pursed her lips and pouted coquettishly." Dad, did you eat properly and sleep well? You can't be disobedient when I'm not around. An adult has to keep his word…"

Fu Pei's ear was close to the microphone, and the little girl's chattering could be heard. His slender and clean fingers tapped on the window frame lazily.