My Princess (12)

Cen Juan knew Fu Ting's ability. If Fu Ting didn't say anything, he wouldn't ask her about it, much less investigate what she was doing.

He had only guessed that Fu Ting wanted Ning Hai to treat Fu Qingji's leg based on the information Fu Ting had asked him for and her involvement with Xiang Fei during the design competition.

Fu Ting only said," Can you keep it a secret?"

Cen Juan stared at the little girl for a few seconds, then his lips twitched and he suddenly chuckled.

Under the light, the man looked at her gently." Listen, you don't have to be so sensible."

In Fu Ting's past life, she was used to being obedient and not causing trouble for others. No one had ever said such things to her, and her heart seemed to have been forcefully touched.

"Brother will be very distressed." His voice was very low, and it had the power to calm people's hearts.

Fu Ting's lips moved, and a hint of emotion suddenly appeared in her eyes.