Fu Ting was worried about Fu Pei, so she did not return to the villa at night. Instead, she went to Mingzhi's house.
It was evening when Fu Ting arrived, and Mingzhi and Fu Jiang had not returned home yet.
When she entered the house, Fu Pei was sitting on the sofa in the living room and looking at his phone. He was wearing a strict and cold suit, and his slender legs were crossed elegantly.
When Fu Ting returned, she looked up slightly. Her neck was long and slender, and there was no change in her expression." You're back.""
Fu Ting suddenly felt a little nervous. She asked softly," Dad, how are you feeling today?"
Fu Pei nodded. His eyes were indifferent as he asked Fu Ting with a serious expression," Have you eaten?"
"I ate it."
Fu Ting lowered her head and did not know what to say. She did not smile warmly at Fu Pei like before. The relationship between father and daughter seemed to have become awkward in an instant.
