Reborn As the School Hunk’s Dearest Daughter

Jiang Yan squeezed the phone tightly, her voice soft and thin, Does the third brother feel bad?

The other side was silent for a few seconds, and a gentle and smiling voice came, Very good, it's only half a month since the design you sent me last time, and you have made great progress. If you take this design to participate in the design award, Must be the first.

How awesome is this design?

Those who have lost this design will definitely be eager to find it!

Jiang Yan suddenly panicked, her heart was beating fast, she tried her best to keep calm and said, But I don't think this design is good enough. Third brother, please change it for me.

It's already perfect, and if you change it, you can only change the details. Fu Qingji chuckled, a little surprised, But I think that the style of your design is a bit like T, and you can learn the essence of her. , you are very talented.

T's designs are full of tricks, and there is no fixed style, so even if Fu Qingji is a fan of T, he can't tell who the real designer of the design is at all.

Jiang Yan smiled embarrassedly, with an innocent and cute tone, Thank you third brother for your praise, I will continue to work hard.

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Fu Pei led Fu Ting to the private apartment assigned to him by Xingxing Film and Television.

After entering the house, Fu Pei cooked a bowl of wontons for her. Fu Ting lowered his head and ate slowly. When she finished eating, Fu Pei said to her seriously, Fu Xiaoting, no matter who you are in the future, you can't let it go. Do you know that you are wronged?

Fu Ting pursed her lips and looked at him obediently, Dad, I think what Grandma said makes sense. You will get married in the future. What if your wife doesn't understand me?

I said, I won't get married. Fu Pei sternly glared at her suddenly, So you'd better not think about it, if you dare not recognize Lao Tzu—

Fu Ting seemed to be frightened, her wet eyes widened slightly, and she looked at him timidly.

Hold.

How the hell does this go on?

The boy's lip line was sharply straightened, and the harsh words were all on his lips, and finally a vicious voice came out,

I will die in front of you!

Fu Ting shrank his neck in a conditioned reflex, grabbed his cuff with his soft hands, and said softly, But Dad, will you really not have another child?

Fu Pei stretched out his fingertips and pinched the tip of her nose. The sea of ​​clouds surging in his pupils made it even darker and sharper. His voice was hoarse and scratching his heart, Fu Xiao listens to a child is enough.

Fu Ting was amused with a wide-eyed smile, resting his head on Fu Pei's arm, and said crisply, Dad, you are so kind.

Dad is so good. Fu Pei turned his head to look at her, his slightly hoarse voice carried a breath, and it was very seductive to get into Fu Ting's cochlea, Then you should call more.

He knew that Fu Ting was sad today, and was even a little scared, so he didn't say anything, just said in his characteristic arrogant way, Dad is in a good mood today and will always respond.

little fool.

Fear not, you will always have a dad.

After Fu Ting called Dad many times in one breath, he said, But Dad, if you have a better child than me in the future, don't you want it?

Fu Pei paused for a moment, then suddenly took out a piece of candy from the bag, put it in Fu Ting's palm, and laughed softly, Open it and take a look.

Fu Ting peeled off the candy wrapper, which contained her favorite citrus-flavored hard candy. She took out the candy and saw a sentence written in Fu Pei's handwriting on it.

——Fu Xiaoting is the best.

- If there is someone better than you, I will pretend not to see.