Fu Jiu hurriedly covered her ears with her hands, "Okay, spare me the lecture. I'm going out to work soon. I don't want to go back to school and watch a bunch of hotheads pretending to be cool. I want to marry a rich guy."
Fu Zhengci looked helplessly at her back. Expecting this girl to be ambitious was less realistic than him supporting her for life. She was always dreaming big and unrealistic dreams. He shook his head and went to the entrance to change his shoes.
Fu Jiu poked her head out of the room, leaning against the doorframe, and said to Fu Zhengci, "Brother, if you don't mind that Sister Xiao Yu was once kept by Gong Ting, just go and win her back. She's a good woman."
Fu Zhengci's face stiffened, glaring at her angrily. His deepest, most hidden pain was poked at by her, "Don't meddle in my affairs, just take care of yourself."
"Got it, got it." Fu Jiu retreated back into her room, leaning against the door, a cunning light flashing in her eyes.
