Reborn As the School Hunk's Dearest Daughter

At this moment, only one line of thought came to Brother Fu…

Why was he such a rascal that he came here to play games, and why was the reference book too boring?

What hurt him even more was that Xie Tiao and the others sat near the competing Fu Ting and the stranger, cheering and encouraging them. This really challenged someone’s limit.

Fu Pei sat on his own as he stared at the two people having a round emotionlessly.

His heart was inexplicably irritable, and it felt like a mountain was pressed on his back. He felt utterly dispirited.

Little Fu Ting was being unfair. She ate his food, wore the clothes that he bought, and even lived in his house. How could she play games with another man? Had this stranger become the new apple of her eye?

Fu Pei gritted his teeth in anger and debated with himself. No, he was not angry at all, not in the slightest. If Little Fool wanted to run away with another person, she should never come back.

Fu Pei clenched his fists and coldly averted his eyes. He got up and walked out. However, he only took a few steps and turned his body back as if he had thought of something special.

He saw that the two heads were getting closer and closer. The little girl gave out a silver bell-like sweet laughter because she was having fun.

There was never a moment when Fu Pei felt that gaming was so hateful to him.

The muscles of the back of Fu Pei’s hands violently tightened. He took a few deep breaths. Then, he could not bear it anymore so he turned around and came back to Fu Ting. He grabbed Fu Ting abruptly.

Fu Ting was playing the game happily. As she was suddenly interrupted, it was inevitable that she had some negative emotions. She sorrowfully mumbled, “Dad, what are you doing?”

For a long time, Fu Ting had always been a healing little angel in front of Fu Pei. She had always been smiling all the time. She never threw a tantrum to him.

Nevertheless, now, just because of a cheesy wild man, she became impatient and fierce toward him!

Girls were too outgoing.

Fu Pei’s eyes were stern, and his eyebrows looked cold and wild. He said with a ferocious voice. “Have you finished your homework before coming here to play games? Look at what you’re doing! You’re giving up your high aims for cheap thrills!”

Xie Tiao and the others fought back internally, ‘But you’re a person who doesn’t even study. How dare you say something like that?’

“But you play games, too,” Fu Ting muttered, “while I only play for a while.”

Fu Pei almost died of a heart attack. So he was the one who taught Little Fool something bad?

The man in the leather jacket sneered, “That’s right. Don’t think that I don’t know about you. You’re the school bully of Hai City High School, always coming here to play games. I know you all too well.”

Fu Pei’s face darkened in an instant. “Shut up! It’s none of your business!”

The man in the leather jacket took full offense in what he said. “What? You want to beat me?”

“Dad, don’t fight.” The nervous Fu Ting stretched out her hand and held the corner of Fu Pei’s shirt. She tugged on it gently.

Before Fu Pei knew it, the hostile vibe he was emitting dissipated entirely.

He suddenly moved his hand and grabbed Fu Ting’s wrist.

The girl’s skin was so soft, it was like a piece of tender tofu.

Fu Pei could not shake off the feeling that he might break her wrist if he applied even an ounce of strength.

He let go of her a little and took her to the side. Then, he lowered his eyes to meet Fu Ting’s dewy eyes.

The little girl gently saw Fu Pei finally letting go of his pride and lowered his head, lips pressed into a line.

“I won’t play games anymore.”

These words would be the last thing that could leave Fu Pei’s mouth, yet there it was, word by word.

His voice sounded low-spirited and a little hoarse, but it also showed humble obeisance.

“Little Fu Ting also won’t play games anymore, okay?”

Fu Ting blinked. “Really? Cross our pinky fingers to promise!”

She showed her pinky finger, her face obedient and sweet as ever.

Fu Pei mused to himself that this was childish, but he still crossed his finger with hers with a scowl on his face. Still, there was warmth in his eyes.

The man in the leather jacket questioned himself, ‘ … Did these two freaking come here to feed me with their lovey-dovey moments?’

Xie Tiao and the others simultaneously thought of the same thing. ‘… Sure enough, Brother Fu, you’re still the same. When you meet the little fairy, you always slap yourself in the face by breaking all of your principles.’

…

Fu Pei was in a good mood once he successfully coaxed Little Fool. He took Fu Ting to the supermarket to buy her a lot of snacks.

When they almost got home, a mischance began to unfold…