Author: Demonic Fire
4.2 (477 ratings)
Translator: AtlasStudiosEditor: AtlasStudios
Pei Zhen's expression froze when he heard the word, but retorted quickly after a pause, "Huh, that's the betrothal gift!"
Little Brat Pei was as arrogant as always.
Brows slightly raised, Pei Zhen's long and narrow peach blossom eyes looked amorous. Noticing that, Fu Sichen's mood wavered for a bit and felt a sudden urge to impose himself on the man.
"Cough, cough." Fantasies aside, Fu Sichen was just about to explain and give Pei Zhen a surprise, when Pei Zhen's mobile phone went off again.
That time around it was a man that Fu Sichen wouldn't dare stop.
It was Pei Zhen's father, Xiao Long Nu.
Pei Zhen looked away for a bit, feeling a little nervous. But the struggle was momentary, he gritted his teeth and picked up the phone.
Pei Zhen tried to be calm, but his throat was dry, and he unconsciously tightened his fist. He was like a little boy shamed, stubborn yet nervously waiting to for punishment.
Fu Sichen took a step towards him and held his hand. Pei
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