Chapter 58: Meng Ying cheated money 2

Chapter 58 Meng Ying cheated money 2
Fu Ting hit the wall and left the fruit tea shop in mourning, looking at the busy traffic outside, planning to set up a stall first, and only when it was sold would there be business opportunities to come to the door.
They found an open space, set up a simple stall, and put out the milk tea.
Fu Pei had a good face, and he was uncomfortable when he stood on the street and set up a stall.
Just seeing the little girl in high spirits, he didn't want to discourage her, so he endured with a strained face.
Fu Ting understood her father's temperament too well. She didn't say anything. She went to a restaurant, opened a business with cuteness, borrowed a plastic stool, and took Fu Pei to sit under a sycamore tree, "Dad, you sit here and wait. I'll go home after I sell it."
Fu Pei was taken aback, touching the little girl's smiling eyes, a place in his heart suddenly collapsed.
Standing at the intersection, Fu Ting shouted with a delicate voice, "Milk tea, milk tea, super delicious scented tea, fragrant, delicious and refreshing, don't miss it when you pass by!"
In this era, the atmosphere is not particularly open. Although there are a lot of business, few are embarrassed to shout on the street.
Fu Ting had a ball on his head today, wearing a pink dress, like an elf falling from the sky, shouting slogans, it really attracted the attention of passers-by.
It was just because I heard that milk tea was sold, something that did not appear on the market, so after a long time no one came up to ask, but Fu Ting was not discouraged, but became more enthusiastic.
The girl smiled lightly, looked forward to radiance, bright eyes and white teeth, and her voice was as crisp and pleasant as an oriole. It seemed to be the most dazzling sight on this street.
Fu Pei watched this scene, his hands in his pockets clenched unconsciously.
His eyelids were drooping, and there were gloomy whirlpools in his pitch-black eyes.
The little fool is so squeamish, it should be the delicate flowers in the greenhouse being carefully taken care of, not for making money and lowering his posture for others to watch.
He stood up abruptly, and as soon as he walked behind Fu Ting, there was a taunting voice, "Isn't this my eldest brother? Why did he come here to set up a stall?"
Fu Chenyi rode his newly bought motorcycle by, staring at this side with a special smile.
Fu Pei ignored him, and Fu Chenyi squinted at Fu Ting, "Little sister Fu Ting, it’s hard to follow my eldest brother. It’s a great weekend to set up a stall. Do you want to follow my brother and I promise to let you eat spicy food every day? ."
Fu Pei's jaw tightened and he stood in front of Fu Ting, kicking him up.
"My car!" Fu Chenyi even led the car and fell into a dog gnawing on the mud, and when he got up he yelled at Fu Pei, "Fu Pei, you can't even raise your own cattle, and you have to rely on your girlfriend. You make money, you are a waste, rubbish!"
Fu Peiqing's jealous eyebrows were instantly covered by scarlet anger.
The boy stood straight, his eyelashes drooped, and a row of shadows surrounded his eye sockets.
On the clenched fist, the cyan veins were obvious, obviously on the verge of violence.
Fu Chenyi knew very well how to irritate Fu Pei. The last time Fu Pei left him behind, he has been unwilling to do so. If he finds an opportunity today, he can go to the police and ask Fu Pei to beg him.
Next second.
A soft white hand gently held Fu Pei's clothes corner.
Fu Pei lowered his eyes, looking into Fu's eyes that were full of tender moonlight.
The dryness of the whole body disappeared in an instant.
Fu Chenyi was dumbfounded, and Fu Ting then looked at him, with sympathetic eyes on his face, "Oh, poor, it must be hard to be an orphan."
Fu Chenyi almost died of anger, but thinking of Fu Ting's greater strength than a cow, he gave up the plan to argue with her and continued to mock Fu Pei.
"Dad, let's ignore the madman." Fu Ting took Fu Pei away, turning a blind eye to Fu Chenyi.
Fu Chenyi, "?" The drama alone is too boring, you guys should take care of me!
Seeing that Fu Ting continued to yell while holding the milk tea, Fu Pei did not hesitate this time and pressed her shoulder decisively.
Fu Ting tilted his head, revealing the lovely pear socket under his eye socket.
She was holding milk tea in her hand, and the sweat on her forehead was crystal clear in the sun.
Fu Pei snatched the milk tea in her hand, and he could not help but put her on a stool, leaving her with an unruly figure, "Clumsy, it won’t be sold until next year, you stay here, I’ll ."
Then Fu Ting saw that Fu Pei was holding the milk tea as if he was about to go to the battlefield with a knife, and stopped a passerby, forcibly stuffing the milk tea into the opponent’s hand.
"Milk tea, buy it!"

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