Crumbled Image (III)

Fu Huihui, who was so eager to see the fight between Su Luoshui and Fu Ting, was astonished.

The focus was wrong. 

Fu Pei rested his chin on his palm. His movement was nonchalant as he supported one of his hands on the table.

"Your little kid?"

Fu Ting wearily eyed Su Luoshui.

She was speechless. 

Oh no, her image had crumbled!

Su Luoshui no longer wanted to hold back. She pointed at his nose and said, "I gave these snacks to the little kid's father. This little kid is so filial, but how could you snatch her food? Aren't you shameful?"

Fu Pei had a bad temper, and his limit could only go up to tolerating Fu Ting's lecture. What was up with this Su Luoshui, who was trying to confront him? How dare she?

Before he was infuriated.

Fu Ting feebly spoke, "Luoshui, you misunderstood. He is my father."

Everyone was stunned, and Su Luoshui shared that silence.

She was wordless for a moment, but she got even angrier as she slammed her hands on the desk with vigor. "Wow, you made my kid call you father... Aren't you ashamed? Taking advantage of a little girl. Act like a human, will you?"

Fu Pei's eyes narrowed in seconds, and his gaze was filled with anger. "Hit it again, if you dare."

"Why? You want to fight? Come, then. You think I'm afraid of you?" Su Luoshui folded her sleeves.

"Luoshui, please don't fight with him. My father's not taking advantage of me." Fu Ting was so anxious that her fair and smooth face became red as she blocked Su Luoshui's way. "He really is my father."

Fu Pei glanced over to Little Fool's response as he clenched his teeth. Why was she not helping him?

Who was your daughter, exactly?

Su Luoshui was also in doubt. "Fu Pei's genuinely your father?"

Fu Ting nodded vehemently and said, "It's true!"

"..."

Su Luoshui put down her hands as she looked at the little girl who did not seem to be joking. Was the little kid foolish?

Her heart ached even more!

As she dragged Fu Ting behind her, she glared at Fu Pei coldly. "I don't know why Fu Ting is calling you her father, but you can't just take advantage of her just because she's foolish. You're already normally troublesome, and I already tried to not count the times you hit my boyfriend, but you can't poison my little kid!"

After what she said, she turned and dragged Fu Ting as she lectured her like a mother. "Little kid, listen to your mom… Let me tell you, Fu Pei is a huge *sshole and is vicious. He only knows how to fight and disrespect his teachers and schoolmates. His ill-mannered behavior isn't socially acceptable, so stay away from him as far as you can. You'll never know; he might just hit you one day out of anger."

Fu Pei pulled at his tie and put on a facade. His slender fingers wrapped around a pen and twirled it to hide the sadness that flashed through his eyes.

Everyone in this school knew him as the school bully; they were afraid and despised him at the same time. He knew all this, and he never denied that fact. 

Whenever he thought of Fu Ting who might become like everyone else who feared and despised him, and that she would never be sweet, called him her father foolishly and gave him candies…

It was then she spoke.

The teenage girl's crisp voice was heard in the entire classroom. "Luoshui, please don't say those things about my father," Fu Ting spoke. "He's a good person."

Fu Pei's moving fingers stopped, and the sound of the pen dropping onto the floor was heard.

He slightly raised his eyebrows and looked at Fu Ting. The sunlight was penetrating through the glass windows which shone on the little girl's face like a beaming sunflower. Her voice sounded soothing and bell-like.

"Although he's bad-tempered, he isn't a bad person. He has a good heart and would give me the one and only egg that he had."

Everyone thought, '... Are you sure the person you meant was Brother Fu and not an angel?'

Su Luoshui thought that her little kid was brainwashed, thus she advised her patiently, "But he beat people up and cursed. Do you like such an ill-mannered person?"