Without giving Fu Tingyu and Fu Siyan a chance to speak, Fu Zongtian made a far-fetched explanation and turned to his two sons.

"What are you two brats doing following me? You're over fifty years old and you're still following me like three-year-olds."

Anyway, the curious question has been answered, so the old man turned around and left after he finished speaking.

The brothers Fu Haijun and Fu Haiyue were stunned for a moment by their father's outrageous actions. After a while, they came to their senses, looked at each other, and then slipped away.

Looking at the three men who relied on their status as elders to eavesdrop on the conversation with a clear conscience, and then walked away one after another with a proud and arrogant look, Fu Tingyu frowned with a frown on his face.

His younger brother is really enough.

There is no one at home who is worry-free.

Taking his eyes away from the backs of the three elders, Fu Tingyu pursed his lips awkwardly.

"I appreciate your kindness, but...you should keep this for yourself."

It was like he was holding a hot potato, and he really wanted to return it to Fu Siyan, but Fu Siyan didn't take it.

"I have plenty of this stuff. If you really can't do it, just keep it for blowing bubbles."

Fu Tingyu: "..."

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Earlier at the dinner table, Qin Huan said that the gift she prepared was special, but Shen Huan didn't think much about it.

After returning to the room and unpacking the box, Chen Huan felt sick when he saw the strange underwear in the box.

Fortunately, her brother didn’t come back with her, otherwise Qin Huan would have killed her.

These things must not be seen by his brother. Chen Huan was just about to pack them up and put them away when he heard the sound of a handle turning at the door.

She just wanted to hide the things quickly, and in her haste, her hand trembled and she dropped the box on the ground.

"Pah!"

Fu Siyan pushed the door open and saw the scattered...