âMy little heart, why didnât you tell me earlier that Fu Ting is Fenghua?â Lu Da came back to his senses and was trembling with excitement.â I was so disrespectful to her before and told her not to hold you back. Iâm dying, Iâm dying. I actually offended the scriptwriter daddy. I really shouldnât have!â
Fu Pei stared at him sinisterly.â Donât call my daughter Daddy. I donât have a grandson as old as you.ââ
Lu Daâs mouth twitched. He patted Fu Peiâs shoulder and said,â This is great. With Fenghua backing you up, you can pick any good script you want in the future. I donât have to worry about scandals between the two of you anymore. Your fans canât wait for you two to be together.ââ
Fu Pei lowered his head and realized that some of his fans had already started to admire his relationship with Fu Ting. They had even created a fan fan page for their relationship.
[Why do I feel that Fu Ting and Fu Pei look a little alike? Is this the legendary husband and wife look?]]
[Donât tell me that Iâve noticed it too. Their lips seem to be carved out of the same mold!]
[Donât say anything. Kang Kangben, the microscope girl, found something.[Truth] The male leadâs name is Ai Pei. Doesnât that mean Ai Pei?] Mom, Iâve really knocked myself down!]
[Oh my god! Iâve already been killed by Su!]
Of course, there were also poisonous words that she could not bear to watch.[I beg you, Fu Peiâs fans, can you be a little more careful? Do you think your main character is a heartthrob? How shameless of you to write a book for a newcomer with such a high status!]]
[Focus on your own family. Fu Pei and Master Fenghua are not from the same Dimension Wall. Donât lump them together!]]
[Youâre so cute. Donât be a poisonous fan and come to your fatherâs place to be despicable!]
[I just want to be a couple. What can you do about it? Not only do I want to be a couple, but I also want to write about the same thing as them. If you canât stand it, then hit me along the internet. Hehehe]
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Cen Juan took his phone back from Fu Ting and looked through the trending searches on Weibo. He raised his eyebrows and his usually lazy gaze froze slightly.
The man operated a few times with one hand. After a while, a big V with the ID Gossip Revealing posted a set of photos.
The photo was of him riding a horse with Fu Ting. He was hugging Fu Ting from behind, revealing his charming side profile. The picture looked intimate.
The netizens:
[Who is this man? Why are you hugging my goose? And heâs smiling so f * cking nicely. Is he trying to kill a dog?]
[This manâs shoulders are so straight that heâs like a god. Although he doesnât have a face, heâs obviously a handsome guy. Heâs a perfect match for Fu Ting!]]
[So Fu Ting has a boyfriend? Sheâs beautiful and talented, and her boyfriend is so f * cking divine. My true feelings are sour!]
Amongst the crowd, a microscope netizen posted:
[F * ck! Am I the only one who noticed that this manâs hands look a little like J-godâs?]
[F * ck, donât tell me that he really looks like him, except that this man doesnât have a red dot on his index finger!]
[Donât be ridiculous. J-god is a god. How could he be in a relationship with Fu Ting?!]]
[It should be a coincidence.]
No one associated J-god with Fu Ting, and because of this set of photos, Fu Ting and Fu Peiâs fans finally stopped.
Fu Ting also saw the photo and pointed at the photo. She looked at Cen Jue with an accusing look.â Cen Jue, did you release the photo of us riding a horse?!ââ
Cen Juan leaned lazily on the sofa with his long legs crossed. He was as seductive as ever.â Is it nice?â
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Fu Ting walked up to him angrily and looked down at him. Her beautiful eyes were clear and bright.â Why did you send our photos? What if people think weâre dating?ââ
Cen Juan placed his hand on his forehead and chuckled softly.â I canât wait to do that.ââ
â..âFu Ting looked at him in confusion.â What exactly do you want?â
âCanât you tell?â Cen Juan got up, and his tall figure cast a shadow over Fu Ting. He lowered his head and leaned closer to her. His lowered voice seemed to have a hook that drilled into Fu Tingâs ear.â Brother is jealous.ââ
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After Fu Pei finished recording in the middle of the night, he saw Fu Ting and Cen Juanâs photo. He immediately felt like he was facing a great enemy. Because it was too late, he called Fu Sixing directly and asked,â Whoâs that scumbag riding with Fu Xiaoting?ââ
Fu Pei was furious!
He had not even ridden a horse with Fu Xiaoting, so why should he let some wild man beat him to it?
âDonât worry, heâs not a scumbag, heâs your Ninth Brother.ââ
Fu Pei felt a subtle feeling in his heart when he heard Ninth Brotherâs name again. His eyes were filled with coldness and frustration.
Fu Sixing was afraid that he would overthink things, so he said,âBrother, donât worry. Even though Ninth Brother isnât our biological brother, heâs reliable. Heâll look after Xiao Ting for us!ââ
Not by blood?
This was too much!
The manâs sixth sense told him that this matter was not that simple!
Fu Pei hung up the phone, thinking that he would go back and meet Ninth Brother in two weeks at most after he was done with the job at hand.
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[If Iâm not mistaken, the male leadâs father can meet next weekâs plot ~
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