Fu Ting’s family (II)

Fu Ting rested her chin on one palm and leaned against the sycamore tree. Her black lashes were lowered as a soft laugh escaped her lips.

Fang Yuzhi could tell Fu Pei was about to surrender. She quickly shouted, "This is our family's business, you little b*tch. An outsider like you shouldn't intervene!"

Fu Ting leaned backward. The slanted fringe on her forehead partially covered her brows, which accentuated her small and delicate face. 

"I had no intentions to make matters worse since you're my father's parents," she spoke, softly yet clearly, "but you two are the worst and I can't stand it anymore!"

The young girl's fair and delicate face contorted into a bitter expression, though she was as lovely as ever.

Fang Yuzhi thought of her as a joke and snorted. "What's with your attitude? How dare you even oppose the Fu family?"

"Little Fool, this is none of your business." Fu Pei's attractive brows knitted together and quickly captured her lightning-quick movement. He reached out his hand to pull Fu Ting away but failed.

The Fu family was not filthy rich, but in the third-tier city—Hai City, they were regarded as a family with an influential business.

His wings were not fully developed yet, so he could not fight against the Fu family. Moreover, he could not guarantee this little brat's safety, thus he had to stop Little Fool from falling into this mess.

Fu Ting dodged Fu Pei's hands and straightened herself. She licked her pink lips and tilted her head with a smile. "If you're scared, apologize to my father right now. I might be generous enough and forget about it."

Fu Pei was astonished at how Little Fool gained all that confidence.

Was she out of her mind?

Fang Yuzhi and others shared a disgusted look. Fu Lei snorted and apathetically replied, "I'd like to see what you're up to."

"It seems like everyone still refuses to give up." Fu Ting sighed, and her eyes reddened as though there was a fog inside them. 

As she released her grip on her own arm, Fu Ting then pulled out Fu Pei's counterfeit phone. 

She clicked on a button and played one of the recordings. It was the conversation they had earlier when they threatened Fu Pei to make a false report at the police station. 

Fu Pei's usual calm pupils nearly split. Did she just record them in advance without their knowledge?

This little rascal's counterattack was too smart!

With all eyes on her, Fu Ting raised her chin with her slightly squinted eyes; she became impish. "Won't it be fun if I pass this recording to the police?"

"How could there be a person so absurd and menacing that they threatened an innocent teenager to make a false report? How's this different from encouraging people to violate laws and neglect the country's legislation?"

"You! Don't you dare!" Fu Lei's beard flew up in anger and there was no stopping it.

Fu Ting tilted her head, and the sunlight was so bright that it illuminated her charming face. The black hair tucked behind her ears contrasted with her bright and fair earlobes.

"Not only that, but I'm going to find a press and tell the entire Hai City that the Fu family accused their eldest son, all for the sake of their younger son's reputation. You're all going to be famous!"

Fu Ting grabbed her phone and gently waved it in front of her. The loose sweater cuffs dropped down and exposed her fair and thin arms. 

Her body emitted a scent of faint soap smell. A cool breeze sprang up and passed by Fu Pei's nose. 

It was aromatic.

Fang Yuzhi went pale. Her arrogance vanished as she forced out a smile. "Little girl, please don't do that. Let's talk properly."

Fu Ting placed the phone into a pink, small bag that she sewed herself as her head tilted to the side. Her lovable self never diminished, even as she stood up for her father and herself. "I was being nice just now, but you just had to threaten us. I already gave you a chance; it's too late to negotiate now."