Moved to A New House (I)

It was already evening by the time Fu Ting and Fu Pei exited the Fu family's bungalow.

The sunset at the horizon had spread into rich hues of reds and oranges.

Fu Pei silently pushed his bicycle with one hand while the other was tucked inside his pocket.

The teenager's lean and thin physique was surrounded by the evening mist. He looked like a character from a painting.

His pace quickened, and his entire being had an aura of suppressed coldness. 

"Dad, why are you walking so fast? Wait for me!" Fu Ting followed him from the back. Every time he took a step, she had to take a few steps more so she could catch up.

Fu Pei stopped instantly and turned to Fu Ting. His side profile was sharp and looked firmer under the colors of dusk. "What made you think you could just ask them for money?"

Fu Ting could not avoid Fu Pei's cold eyes. His eyes housed sharp daggers that pierced through her weary heart.

She was silent for a few seconds as her gaze was adorably innocent.

Fu Pei strode up to her and wordlessly snatched the document bag that contained a hundred and fifty thousand yuan from her.

His raised brows made him look vicious, and his prominent eyes reflected his youthful foolhardiness. Those same eyes flared with fierceness and unruliness.

"I don't need anybody's help!" Fu Pei barked in anger and threw the bag aside, which fell into a dark basin down the hill. 

The moment he threw the bag, Fu Ting's ran down the hill and quickly picked up the bag before it got drifted away by the water.

Fu Ting heaved a sigh of relief and before she could stand up, her legs slipped and she nearly fell. 

Behind her was a galloping wind. 

It was Fu Pei who ran down to save her.

His strong arms quickly wrapped around Fu Ting's waist as he dragged her to safety.

The teenager's neck was perspiring as he panted faintly, nervously so.

Behind his dark eyes was anger. "What were you doing? Are you out of your mind?"

Fu Ting stood firmly and before she answered Fu Pei, she patted the dirty water off the bag. After confirming that the money was fine, she sighed in relief. "Dad, it wasn't easy for me to obtain this alimony from your parents," she complained. "How could you just throw it away like that?"

Fu Pei's eyes fell as his fringe blanketed his brows.

His blood-shot eyes were laced with detachment.

Fu Ting clutched the dirty bag close to her. Her fair and flawless fingers had been dyed with dark stains.

Just like a perfectly preserved jade, contaminated with flaws.

Her eyelashes quivered in the slightest.

Fu Pei's throat tightened as his gaze became colder. "This is my matter and it's none of your business!"

Fu Pei bore the aura of a menacing wolf as his entire body emitted a murderous aura that lowered the surrounding temperature to a few degrees. 

The teenager who experienced the warmth and cruelty of humanity had the world's most sensitive and purest soul. 

He stood up like a hard spear that resisted the approaching world.

"You're my father, I can't just leave you alone!" Fu Ting raised her chin as her eyes reddened. She then continued, "You wouldn't need to work hard as a brick mason for this money or live in an icy cold basement, eating non-nutritive foods and shabby clothes that don't suit you. I don't want to see you live miserably."

The little girl was close to tears. Her red eyes contrasted with her extremely fair skin. The veins at her neck were throbbing as she heaved.

"Shut up!" His voice was icy cold as his fists clenched with clear distinct joints that showed his fury. 

"Little Fool, if you resent my poverty and refuse to live with me in the basement, you can choose to leave. Just follow any rich people. This money doesn't belong to me, understand?"