Chapter 13: The Love For Father (III)

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Fu Pei was confused.

Fu Chenyi and Fu Huihui, on the other hand, reeled in shock.

Fu Huihui’s pretty face darkened and nearly spat blood out of anger. Her whole body shook, and she had nothing to defend herself with.

After all, the Fu family operated meat factories and, frankly, was making business from slaughtering pigs for their meat!

Fu Huihui and Fu Chenyi felt tremendously distressed in an instant. They could feel their social status depreciated all of a sudden, and the air of arrogance around them faded away.

Fu Huihui’s scleras reddened with rage as she caterwauled, “Watch what you’re saying! Do you have any class?”

Fu Ting rolled her eyes adorably. “Class is for human beings,” she quipped. “I’ll treat you with that when you’re acting like one!”

Fu Pei’s lips pressed tightly as he nearly burst into laughter. He tried to hold it back before Fu Huihui cried from despair as he lolled his head to the side and shouted, “Little Fu Ting, come over here.”

The teenager stood lazily with one ear plugged with the earphone. Both of his hands were tucked inside his pockets as he looked apathetic and carefree. 

His back was facing the sun. The rays of sunlight fell onto his sides, and the beam of light illuminated his deep-cut facial features like bright stars.

At this moment, the usually menacing and undomesticated face was showered in sunlight. His watery eyes emitted a faint warmth. His slanted eyes made him look wild and rebellious. 

Fu Ting kept her little leopard claws and returned into being an obedient little girl again. She slanted and raised her head to stare at him. Her fair cheeks had cute dimples on them as the corners of her lips pressed into a skeptical look. “Father?”

Did Little Fool eat ‘cuteness’ as she grew up?

Fu Pei twitched his lips involuntarily while he reached out his hand and pressed on the corner of the lips. His voice was calm and chilled as he said, “Enough.”

The filial and obedient Fu Ting was reluctant. “Oh,” she replied simply.

She was still mad even after she mulled over it; she was not done just yet. She glared at Fu Chenyi and Fu Huihui and thought, ‘For my father’s sake, I’ll try to hold in my anger.’

When Fu Chenyi saw how this little girl obeyed Fu Pei’s orders without protests, his fury grew even more. His face was distorted in jealousy as he jumped toward Fu Ting. “Damn you! Go to hell!”

Fu Pei quickly pulled Fu Ting behind him. The moment Fu Chenyi dashed toward them, Fu Pei easily grasped him by the collar.

Not only was Fu Chenyi a head shorter than Fu Pei, but he was frail and weak to boot. In no way, shape, or form was he a match for Brother Fu who grew in harsh environments and endured worldly sufferings.

He barely had the strength to fight back as he was firmly pinned by Fu Pei against a sycamore tree behind him. Fu Chenyi was in absolute shock. “Fu Pei, what are you doing? Are you crazy?”

Fu Pei’s eyes looked stern. The hands on Fu Chenyi’s collar possessed distinct joints and slender fingers. Veins start to bulge from the back of his palms.

His tensed wrist lines contrasted well with his retracted muscles due to his anger; it was extremely attractive. 

There was a murderous intent in the teen’s dark eyes as if there was a beast lurking in those eyes. He jutted his lips thoughtlessly. “Who’s going to hell, huh?”

Fu Chenyi fell on his legs in fear as he shook like a sieve in Fu Pei’s hands. 

Fu Huihui was in shock, too. She stood rooted on the ground, tongue-tied.

“Fu Pei, you gangster! Let go of your brother!” Fu Lei who heard the hustle walked out of the house and roared. His furious voice was laced with worry for Fu Chenyi while his anger-filled eyes contained the hatred he had toward Fu Pei.

Mother Fu, Fang Yuzhi wore a purple cheongsam. She dressed up in a gaudy fashion and her unkind lips were unveiled under the sunlight. “Fu Pei, don’t you dare touch your younger brother!”

Lethargically, Fu Pei glanced at them with narrowed eyes before he released Fu Chenyi.

“Father, Mother, Fu Pei hit me. Please teach him a lesson!” complained the intimidated Fu Chenyi as he scurried to Fu Lei and Fang Yuzhi.

Fang Yuzhi took out a handkerchief and lovingly wiped her son’s face. “Fu Pei is getting out of hand,” she spoke to Fu Lei. “Do you think he respects us?”

Fu Lei pointed at Fu Pei in rage. “Come here at once and apologize to your brother!”