That kind of conditioned fear came from the little one's subconscious.
He was so frightened that even the little one's curly hair seemed to be sticking up.
Fu Pei's entire body was stiff as iron. He was extremely displeased with Glutinous Rice Ball's rejection of him.
The nanny explained shakily," Mr. Fu, don't be angry. You haven't been back for a few months. Miss is still young and her memory isn't very good. She can only recognize people from photos. She might not be familiar with you at the moment."
A daughter not being familiar with her father was simply the biggest joke in the world.
However, this was the way Fu Ting interacted with the future Best Actor when she was a child.
Fu Pei held back the soreness in his chest and looked at the little dumpling with his dark eyes. His Adam's apple bobbed." Little Fu Ting, take a closer look. I'm your father.""
Fu Ting timidly curled up in a corner of the sofa, her chubby cheeks bulging as she looked over.
