Fu Qingji didn’t give Wen Tingyun time to react. He walked around her with long legs and walked in front of Fiona, staring down at the girl in front of him.
“You, did you like this tie?” Fu Qingji asked. It was probably the first time that he had spoken to Fiona so seriously. The man who had always been calm, seemed a bit cramped.
Fiona glanced at him and let out a cold hum.
Su Luoshui frowned, “Fu Sanshao, my cub is your niece, you won’t be close, you want to fight for Aunt Wen with your niece?”
Wen Tingyun, “…”
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