Chapter 21: Moving into a new home 2

Chapter 21 Moving into a new home 2
Fu Ting raised his head and looked at Fu Pei, Xia Guang fell into her eyes, her pale face was somewhat confused, "Why don't they belong to you? They are your nominal parents, and they have due legal responsibilities to you. , These support payments belong to your rights."
"No need." Fu Pei stood lazily, gazing coldly at the darkening sky in the distance, his constricted eyes filled with eclectic banditry, and his mouth was tight. "People must live with dignity and proud. If I accept these disgusting charities, I would rather have nothing."
When he left the Fu family without hesitation, he was ready to taste the suffering of the world.
He doesn't care about anything, he doesn't care about anything, but he has a strong body, which is the capital he can stand upright against the Fu family and fight fate.
Young Fu Pei has the pride and stubbornness of all ordinary teenagers, and is as hard as a cow.
"Dignity? What is dignity?" Fu Ting's soft and waxy voice revealed a faint gloom. He licked his lips, his eyes were bright red, and his eyes were bright. "Living in a damp and shabby basement. Work to earn living expenses, and let your grandma living in the hospital worry about you. Is this the dignity you want?"
Fu Pei's pupils shrank sharply, and his breathing became a little heavier.
The red blood-stained eyes showed three-point dryness, and a repressed wildness converged on the bottom of his eyes.
Fu Ting said seriously, "Dad, you can't just care about your own thoughts, and you can't use your so-called self-esteem and pride to make your grandma who grew up sleepy and sleepless every day. She is so old that she should have a good fortune. , But worry about her grandson not eating well or sleeping well all day..."
The air pressure around Fu Pei froze.
He had never thought about these problems. He was a rough man, and his mind was not as delicate as a girl. After hearing this, he realized that his thoughts seemed to be problematic...
The throat was rolling hard.
He did not speak.
"Do you think that if you don't want support, your parents will look up to you?" Fu heard it very heartily, but it was very realistic. "They only laugh behind their backs and think you are stupid and bully. I look down on you even more!"
Fu Pei's muscles were tight and he was silent.
He tilted his head, the completely dark sky blurred his face and couldn't see his expression clearly.
Fu Ting sniffed and said dullly, "Dad, I just don't want you to regret it later, because I was immature when I was young and didn't guard the house your grandma left you."
Fu Ting tilted his head to look at him, and squeezed a fist, "The true dignity is to be able to grasp everything that belongs to him, and then live a dignified life!"
Fu Pei drooped his eyelids, all his hostility disappeared in an instant.
He quietly glanced at the little girl with the tail of his eyes, thinking that it seemed a bit fierce just now.
I want to apologize, but I can't save the face.
Some irritability was inexplicably welled up in his heart.
Her expression became colder, her jaw line tightened, and she looked at her coldly.
Fu Ting grinned, and smiled softly at him, eyes brighter than stars.
What idiot, he is so fierce to her, why is she still laughing?
Fu Pei lowered his eyes, and saw Fu Ting stretch out his hand towards him.
The delicate fingers spread out slowly, and a citrus-flavored hard candy was placed in his palm.
The forced indifference shattered in an instant, and was a little at a loss for a while, like a child who made a mistake being caught, thinking that he was punished, but surrounded by beauty.
Caught off guard.
Fu Ting shook his palms, revealing his neat white teeth, "Daddy, eat!"
In the early part of this article, father and daughter interacted a lot. After the transformation of the father, the male lead will come to fight for hhh. Everyone supports me. It is the first time to write this routine. Only your comments and recommendation votes can make me passionate.
(End of this chapter)