It’s a small world.
"Nian Lun and I have something to talk about. Let's go to the cafe and sit down together." Fu Duo paused and tried his best to be casual: "Uncle, I'll treat you."
"No, we can do it ourselves."
Tao Nianlun refused out loud, not giving Fu Duo any face at all.
He reached out and grabbed Qin Jingning's wrist, brought him closer to him, and walked towards the small teahouse not far away.
There are elegant seats in the back row of the small teahouse, which somewhat block the view and are very suitable for conversation.
Tao Nianlun sat down but had no intention of drinking tea.
The moment Fu Duo appeared, he knew that what he had sent had paid off.
And it was the result he expected.
Before Fu Duo could speak, Tao Nianlun said sarcastically:
"Should I call you father now?"
"No, maybe I should call Fu Jun father?"
"Forget it, Mr. Fu has sharp eyes and will definitely be able to tell who my father is at a glance. Who do you think I should recognize as my father?"
Ningning had never seen Tao Nianlun so brilliant.
She was so surprised that she was speechless and could only concentrate on eating her snacks.
From time to time, he would steal glances at Fu Duo, fearing that he would be angry.
Fortunately, Fu Duo's face only turned pale for a moment, and he quickly regained his composure.
"You blame me, that's normal..."
"I don't blame you. How dare I blame you?"
"Nian Lun, don't be like this, I just want to have a good talk with you."
A single word of address shattered Tao Nianlun's disguised appearance and pushed away the sharp thorns he had tried so hard to extend.
Many years have passed, and Fu Duo is no longer young. When he said this, he was filled with helplessness and dejection.
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