Caught on the Spot (IV)

When Fu Ting returned to the classroom, Fu Pei and Xie Tiao's seats were already vacant.

Su Luoshui, who saw and heard the entire conversation, playfully held Fu Ting as she smugly spoke, "Now you know everything, Little Kid." She snorted. "Fu Pei just can't change his troublesome attitude."

Fu Ting's tender hands that were like bamboo shoots did not let go of the reference book. She looked at Fu Pei's empty seat blankly, and her usually starry eyes had dimmed.

...

After school...

Ice-cold Fu Ting took her school bag with her and went to the gaming arcade. Mission: Look for Father.

Computers had just gained their popularity this year, and the first batch of online games became available as well. It was no surprise that many came here to play those games.

Almost all of them were boys who were either smoking or chilling. The atmosphere seemed almost deafening.

The second Fu Ting stepped into the gaming arcade, she began to cough.

In this foul environment, it did not take long for Fu Ting to spot Fu Pei who was sitting in the third row.

The slender young man's legs were crossed under the table, and his hand was controlling the mouse. The dim light in the place illuminated his well-defined facial features. His mouth was curved into a smirk; he looked decadent and languid.

"Hey, Cutie, do you want to play with me?" Out of nowhere, a boy with tied-up braids dyed gold came over and deliberately blocked Fu Ting's view of her father.

Fu Ting pursed her cherry lips and retroceded one step. Her timid appearance strongly contrasted with the foul environment.

The boy's heart began to race. He stretched his hand to touch Fu Ting's face as though driven by an unseen force.

"Aahh!"

It was a sharp scream.

Fu Ting looked over the boy and saw Fu Pei rushing over and stood in front of her in a daze.

Fu Pei wore a black shirt, and his well-shaped forearms were revealed with his cuffs folded to his elbows.

Fu Pei held the boy's wrist with an iron grip. His face was far from friendly, and it was as though a bloodthirsty wolf prowled in his eyes. He smirked. "Do you want to play with me?"

As though a light bulb lit up in his head, the boy smiled awkwardly. "Ah, she's Brother Fu's girl... Sorry, sorry!"

Fu Pei released him with a scowl before he looked at Fu Ting. "What are you doing here?"

This gaming arcade was too congested, infested with all kinds of bastards here. What if he did not come to her in time? What if Little Fool was bullied?

Fu Pei selectively forgot the fact that Fu Ting was skilled in fighting.

Fu Ting raised her head to look at him. "Didn't you promise to study hard?"

The girl's eyes were clean and moist, just like the sun shining above a lake.

A sense of guilt crept into Fu Pei's mind. The first thought that came to him was that he, fortunately, resisted his temptation to smoke...

He then saw Xie Tiao, Tiger, and the others walking over at the corner of his eyes, and he immediately straightened himself.

He was Brother Fu. He should not feel guilty!

"I don't want to study anymore. Got a problem with that?" Fu Pei snorted with his head raised. His throat bobbed, and it looked a bit alluring and rascally.

Xie Tiao, Tiger, and the rest looked at each other. Brother Fu had finally become firm.

Fu Ting licked her lips before she raised her eyes to look at him. She was wordless for a long while. 

Due to the thick cigarette smoke inside the arcade, the corners of the little girl's delicate eyes turned red. They resembled much like delicate roses.

Fu Pei thought she was going to cry. 

The unruly teenager who was always ruthless became a little flustered.

It puzzled him why he did not want to see Fu Ting cry.

He was about to give up his so-called 'face of a boss' and bow to her.

Suddenly...

"Alright. Since you like playing games, how about I play with you?" Fu Ting spoke.

This took Fu Pei by surprise.

Xie Tiao and the others were just as dumbfounded. What was happening?

"If I win over you, you have to listen to me," she spoke, firm with her tone. "Deal?"

Fu Pei smiled, his eyes filled with wanton ruthlessness. He looked a bit arrogant and naughty. "I dare you. Why not?"

Xie Tiao came over. "You play games too, Master Ting? Please team up with me!"

Fu Ting turned to Xie Tiao. "My father taught me how to play this game when I was a kid," she explained, "and because I played better than him and abused him in-game, he wanted to sever our father-daughter relationship."

Xie Tiao froze for a moment.

Fu Ting would glance at Fu Pei as she explained. Her eyes seemed to be filled with misery.

Fu Pei was befuddled.

She was speaking f*cking nonsense and bullsh*t! He almost thought he could not beat her in-game and wanted to turn hostile against her.

Fu Ting blinked; she seemed confident and unbothered. "Let's get started."