"That's not necessarily true," Lu Qingqing looked up to size up his handsome face and straight eyebrows. "A man with those features is quite outstanding, but if a girl has them..."
A girl with masculine features—you can imagine.
Fu Yisheng chuckled, "It's also good if my daughter takes after me. They say daughters who resemble their fathers are fortunate."
"Are you saying that I am fortunate?" Lu Qingqing held her face, thankful that her father was naturally gorgeous, with delicate features. She was even more grateful that he didn't pass any masculine sharpness onto her.
Fu Yisheng tapped her nose, his ability to deflect the conversation was getting stronger.
Lu Qingqing said cheerfully, "Don't forget to bring back the gifts for Uncle Fu and Aunt Fu."
She thought of all her family and friends, with something for everyone, including gifts for Fu Ying and Qin Wanyang, as well as for her own parents.
