Fu Qingji did not give Wen Tingyun any time to react. Her long legs went around her at a steady pace and she walked up to Fu Ting. She lowered her gaze and stared at the girl in front of her.
"You, you like this tie?" Fu Qingji asked. It was probably the first time she had spoken to Fu Tingyue so seriously. The man, who had always been calm, seemed a little uneasy.
Fu Ting glanced at him and hummed coldly.
Su Luoshui frowned. Third Young Master Fu, my son is your niece. You can't be so inconsiderate and want to fight for things with your niece on behalf of Aunt Wen, right?"
Wen Tingyun was speechless.
Just a moment ago, she was still an older sister. How did she suddenly become an auntie?
The waiter immediately said," Third Young Master Fu, don't be angry. I'll wrap it up for Miss Wen now.""
