On the other side, Fu Pei, Fu Ting and Xie Tiao entered a shopping mall. This mall had two stories: the first sold cheap street vendor's goods and the second sold casual luxury goods.
Fu Ting was walking to the first floor when Fu Pei pulled at her braid. "Go to the second floor!"
Xie Tiao was in awe. "It takes at least a few hundred to buy a simple shirt on the second floor. Why are you so generous, Brother Fu?"
To Xie Tiao, Brother Fu was awesome in fighting but was very stingy in terms of his food and clothing.
Fu Pei cocked his brows, and his spiteful aura became palpable. "I've brought lots of money today, and I'm tired of holding onto them, so I have to take this chance to spend them."
Fu Ting's eyes twitched, her clear pupils like a lake after the rain. Her fair hands grabbed at Fu Pei's cuff.
"Dad, making money isn't easy," Fu Ting softly reprimanded him. "We can't be wasteful."
"What? Are you afraid I can't support you?" The teenager coolly answered as he glanced at her sideways. "Rest assured, and just follow me. I won't starve you!"
"But—"
"No 'buts'." Fu Pei grabbed the little girl by the back of her neck. "You have a delicate body. If you wear those cheap street vendor's clothes, you'll get rashes all over your body. It's too disturbing to see."
Fu Ting stunned. It was true she had a delicate body, thus she had to wear clothes that were made of good materials. Otherwise, she would have eczema.
Still, how did her father know this in his current age?
She would never know that a few days ago, Brother Fu had seen rashes on her hand because she rubbed her hand with a cheap cloth of poor quality. He secretly… Pah! He just casually remembered this incident.
His memory was in excellent condition, that was all.
As he did not want Little Fool to think he cared about her, Fu Pei paused for a few seconds and coldly added, "If you have rashes, I have to spend more money on your medication."
Xie Tiao was stunned. Brother Fu truly was a straightforward man who could turn his caring words into such infuriating ones. It was tough for Master Ting to be with him.
He deserved to be single!
The three of them came to the second floor and first bought some shoes, socks, and pants. Later, they walked into a women's clothing store.
The salesperson had noticed Fu Ting as soon as they entered. "Little girl, do you wanna buy clothes? What style do you want? Let me show you some!"
Humans were visually driven. Looking at such a beautiful little girl like Fu Ting, it was really tempting to touch her head to show their fondness!
Fu Ting smiled and showed her sweet little dimple. "Hello, Little Sister. I want to buy a dress!"
Ohhh! So cute!
How could there be such a cute little girl with a sweet mouth?
The salesperson was immediately filled with motherly love. She took Fu Ting to walk around the store and pointed at a pink dress behind the store window. "Little Cutie, this is a new dress in our store. It's especially suitable for a cute and vibrant little girl like you."
Fu Ting liked the pink color on the dress and nodded happily.
The salesperson could not help but caress her hair. Then, she turned to Fu Pei. "Buy this for your girlfriend, Handsome."
When they came in just now, she noticed that Fu Pei's hand was grasping onto the little girl's neck. He was handsome, and she was pretty, so she naturally regarded them as a couple.
Fu Ting's expression darkened slightly. "Little Sister, you misunderstood. He's not my boyfriend!"
The salesperson thought the little girl was too embarrassed to admit it. As she was about to point it out gently...
"He's my dad!" Fu Ting added.
'???' Pardon? She could not keep up with the latest trends!
Fu Pei glanced at the dress behind the store window. It was a sleeveless short dress with a V-shaped collar. Little Fool looked fair and delicate; people would take advantage of her if she wore stuff like this.
When the thought occurred to him that random men would see Little Fool's exposed arms and legs, he became worried and frowned heavily that the space between his eyebrows could press a fly to death.
No way!
"It's ugly. You're exposing your chest wearing this… It's indecent! What's the difference between wearing it and not wearing it?" Fu Pei raised his brows challengingly and leaned against the sofa. He raised his hand and took another piece of clothing from the hanger. "This is nice!" He threw it at Fu Ting.
Fu Ting was speechless.
She looked at the black, long-sleeved, thick dress in her hand and fell into self-doubt.
The salesperson was just as staggered.
Was there any problem with the handsome boy's perception of good-looking?
Xie Tiao's mouth twitched. "Brother Fu, please be clear-headed! Even an old lady wouldn't wear this kind of dress!"
The salesperson's face stiffened. "This is worn during funerals. I think it isn't suitable for this little girl. This is an open era, and people are wearing short skirts and dresses..."
Fu Pei's face was inexpressive. "It's too short, it's affecting the city's appearance."
The salesperson once more fell into silence.
What kind of middle-aged men's doltish and useless thinking was that?
"I want this dress!" At this moment, Xu Tingting and her friend walked in together.