Chapter 54: Father’s Benefactor (II)
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
ng Ying’s family conditions were not good; she would not have dropped out of school early to work in Black Boxing Club had they lived a good life.
She was financially troubled with no money on her own, yet she still looked down on the poor.
Moreover, she had never stepped foot in Fu Pei’s basent when he used to live there.
As she ogled at this sowhat luxurious house, she ntally made a calculation and concluded that this house could be sold for a lot of money. When she turned to face Fu Pei, her face beca exceptionally gentle. “See, Pei, I told you: As long as you go back ho and lower your pride before your parents, they won’t ignore you. Now, look at your new ho. I’m so happy for you! By the way, how much money did they give you apart from this house?”
Fu Pei’s face turned stern, and his handso contorted into annoyance. Although he felt it sizzling, he suppressed his anger as he wanted to spare her feelings.
Fu Ting, however, was different. “It’s none of your business to care about how much money my dad has,” she refuted, a frown on her face as she did so. “Why do you care so much? Do you want it?”
ng Ying’s face slowly darkened, and she cursed Fu Ting inwardly. She bit her ruby lips in frustration, her gaze cast downward. “How’s that even possible? You shouldn’t misunderstand … I just care about Pei.”
Her head rose to look at Fu Ting and she, in disbelief, asked, “Are you calling Pei your dad? What’s your relationship with him?”
Fu Pei gave her a re glance, a look of indifference. “Don’t talk about things that aren’t your business.”
ng Ying fell silent for a few seconds before she recalled her motive. She smiled with her eyebrows curved upward. “Well, Pei… Sothing happened to my family’s house. It was taken away by the landlord, and now I have no place to go at the mont. Can I stay here with you for a few days?”
The second she heard her, Fu Ting slled sothing fishy right off the bat. She looked at Fu Pei from where she stood, and her eyes scread at him, ‘Don’t, Dad!’
Fu Pei did not see Fu Ting’s signals, rely lowering his eyes slightly. While he was unwilling to agree, he rembered that ng Ying was the one who stood by his side when he was troubled.
He pondered for a while. His sturdy arms were relaxed at his sides, and his eyes seed to be at ease. “We usually have classes, so you can only co over on weekends.”
“That’s perfect, Pei. Thank you,” ng Ying replied as she could barely hide her surprise. While Fu Pei lowered his head to play with his mobile phone, she deliberately lifted her chin and gave Fu Ting a smug smile.
She originally thought that Fu Pei had a girlfriend and would no longer give her special treatnt.
Now, it appeared that this girl called Fu Ting was not enough to be a threat.
Fu Ting pursed her lips and turned around sullenly. She went to the kitchen to busy herself with dinner.
In normal days, Fu Pei and Fu Ting both had classes and would eat in the school canteen. Therefore, she was the chef during weekends.
Fu Ting was the daughter of a highly-rated actor in her previous life, so she was a pampered girl who never cooked at all.
It was only after her father’s death that she had to be independent and thus learned how to cook.
As Fu Pei died of a terminal illness, Fu Ting learned to cook healthy als ant to keep the body fit.
Fu Pei and her ate together, so there were only two people. Fu Ting, who was an expert in cutting down expenses, only made so scallop porridge and small pancakes that were good for the stomach.
When the scallop porridge and small golden pancakes were served on the table, the food slled very good. ng Ying could not help but swallow her saliva. The food slled too good! They even slled better than what she had slled in five-star hotels.
Fu Ting looked through her intentions and icily sneered, “You can stay here, but you must go out to find your own food. We don’t have much money and can’t afford another person.”
ng Ying was stunned.
Fu Ting put Fu Pei’s chopsticks and hers in place, and she continued, “You know that my dad’s life is difficult, yet you’re shaless enough to ask for a al. Is that logical?”
A blush seared its way across ng Ying’s cheeks. She stared at Fu Ting, unable to reply.
Fu Pei balled his fist and held it against his mouth to stop the incoming smile.
He glanced at the little girl’s pouting pink cheeks. His eyes seed to dilate, and it tempted him so much to pull her into his arms in an embrace.
Sh*t!
How could she be so obedient and nice?
She even protected the food.
She behaved like an actual kitten!
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