Fu Yan was playing with a box of condoms, giving Fu Ying a weird look.
After going through a fire, even her temper and personality changed.
The wild and unruly girl turned into a soft little thing.
Sigh...
It's so odd seeing my little sister suddenly become well-behaved.
No one to argue with anymore.
Fu Yan stared at his phone, suddenly getting a mischievous idea and waved at Fu Ying: "Little sister, come here, your brother has something fun to show you."
Fu Ying looked back at Fu Yan, her face full of caution.
She always felt it was nothing good.
Seeing Fu Ying so guarded, Fu Yan continued to tempt, "Really not coming? Alright then, I'll send it to you."
Fu Ying owned a smartphone, which she kept in her backpack for days.
Though that little thing had many interesting features and was a great tool for communication, she always forgot about having a phone.
Fu Yan kept tempting, and her curiosity about what odd thing it was made her dig through her backpack for her phone.
Curiosity killed the cat.
Fu Ying clumsily opened WeChat and saw the thing Fu Yan sent—a simple GIF.
In the picture, a chair was rocking. Fu Ying watched for a while and felt nothing special; she thought her brother was tricking her and was about to turn off the phone.
Fu Yan reminded her, "Watch till the end, there's a surprise."
Fu Ying blinked and stared at the image again.
After about ten seconds, the continuously rocking chair suddenly turned into a terrifying ghost face rushing towards the screen.
Caught utterly off guard, Fu Ying, who had never watched a horror movie, was so frightened that she threw away the phone, squatted down, and began to cry.
"…?"
She cried from that?
Fu Yan immediately felt something was wrong, about to warn her not to cry, but it was too late.
Sure enough, the moment Fu Mingchuan heard the girl's crying, he immediately came out of the house.
"Fu Yan, are you bullying your sister again?!"
With Fu Ying crying, Fu Yan was at a loss for words.
Fu Ying's tears fell like they were free, crying pitifully like a pear flower bathed in rain.
Suddenly, Fu Yan felt like he was the villain.
"What happened to Yingying?"
Fu Yi had just come back from the fire station and hadn't even entered the gate when he heard Fu Ying's crying.
He walked in and saw the little girl, eyes reddened, tugging at Fu Mingchuan's clothes and accusing Fu Yan.
Tears rolled down, full of grievance.
"Big brother scared me."
Shen Liguang had just parked his car and arrived at the door when he heard a child crying heartbreakingly, which made him frown slightly: "What happened to your sister?"
Fu Yi found the scene particularly amusing and laughed saying, "She's throwing a tantrum."
When Shen Liguang entered, he saw the little girl crying terribly, her little face pale.
Her pitiful appearance was heart-wrenching.
"Fu Yan! Apologize to your sister."
Fu Yan frowned, "I didn't do anything wrong."
"Why did you scare your sister?"
"I... I just found a funny picture and shared it with her."
"What picture?" Fu Mingchuan questioned and picked up Fu Ying's phone to check the image.
That sudden ghost face almost frightened him into a heart attack.
Ghost face just right, unprepared as he was, felt like the ghost face could burst out of the phone screen.
Fu Mingchuan was also quite startled. He composed himself and scolded, "Don't ever send such pictures to your sister again."
Fu Mingchuan held his precious daughter in his arms, feeling extremely distressed.
He hardly ever saw Fu Ying cry, and now that she did, it pained his heart too.
Fu Mingchuan looked at Fu Yan, his gaze drawn to the box in his hand. Upon seeing what it was, his expression changed: "What is that in your hand?"
Fu Yan replied nonchalantly, "I'm an adult now, what's wrong with having a girlfriend?"
"Dad, my brother doesn't have a girlfriend. He has a boyfriend. I saw them. They even held hands and came to pick me up from school, then forced me to go buy that thing."
After speaking, Fu Ying's cheeks flushed, the first time she lied, it was inevitably nerve-wracking.
"..." After hearing Fu Ying's words, Fu Yan wanted to strangle this little pest.
Fu Mingchuan stared in disbelief: "Fu Yan, is what your sister said true?"
"It's not true. Dad, don't listen to Fu Ying's nonsense."
"It is true, Daddy." Fu Ying held Fu Mingchuan tight, her small face stained with tear tracks, her voice soft and faint.
The second time she lied, it didn't feel as nerve-wracking.
Fu Yan realized that Fu Ying was trying to get back at him.
Shen Liguang couldn't help but chuckle softly: "Your sister really knows how to spin tales."
Fu Yi used to it said: "You believe me now? This is her usual behavior."
"Interesting." Shen Liguang's eyes curved, his voice magnetic and tinged with a light laugh.
After a while, Fu Mingchuan sighed and then said in relief: "If that is true, Dad won't interfere with you, as long as you are happy."
"You're grown up; I can't control what you do. But why did you force your sister to buy that kind of thing? She's only sixteen years old, what if others got the wrong impression?"
"I did ask her to buy it for me, but I'm dating a girl."
"Yan, Dad won't meddle in your private life as long as it's not chaotic. Just don't catch any diseases."
"I…" Fu Yan was so frustrated that he didn't bother to explain.
"Dad, am I really your biological child?"
"Nonsense, of course, you are my biological child. But I do prefer daughters."
Fu Yan: "..."
He definitely wasn't his biological child.
Fu Mingchuan wiped Fu Ying's tears, saying softly, "Alright, stop crying, we have guests at home today. Your little face is all messed up; it's not pretty."
Fu Mingchuan was very kind and gentle, a good father.
Fu Ying suddenly felt guilty; she had just lied.
Her brother did ask her to buy the thing but the part about him having a boyfriend was made up by her for revenge.
Fu Ying felt remorse.
"Daddy, actually my brother… doesn't have a boyfriend..."
"I know." Fu Mingchuan smiled, it seemed like he knew she was bluffing all along, but didn't blame her. He tenderly ruffled her hair and said, "Go wash your face quickly, your little face is all smeared."
Fu Ying was stunned; so, Dad knew she was lying.
She felt the guilt of being caught in a lie that made her face flush with embarrassment.
"I'm sorry, Daddy, I won't ever make up things again."
"It was your brother who bullied you first; next time retaliate if anyone bullies you." Fu Mingchuan whispered, "Do not offend if not offended, do you understand, Yingying?"
Fu Ying nodded: "I understand."
"Good girl."
Fu Mingchuan led Fu Ying towards the house.
Fu Ying turned back, and looking at Fu Yan who was glaring at her, her gaze drifted to Shen Liguang at the doorway...
Shen Liguang looked up, made eye contact with the little girl, and gave her a gentle smile.
Those curved eyes were particularly striking.
Fu Ying blinked, feeling a tinge of joy, then shyly looked away.
He came again...