My Crush Also Has a Crush on Me!-Chapter 12 - : Setting Up a Fight

"I..."

Fu Ying bit her tender pink lips, knowing that Fu Yan wasn't the kind of person who would be gentle and doting towards women, let alone his sister. But she hadn't expected him to hold such a grudge.

"If you hadn't threatened me to buy that thing, hadn't scared me, would I have talked nonsense? In the end, I already confessed everything to Dad."

"You think I would forgive you just like that?"

"..." Fu Ying had always felt that being reborn as a child of a wealthy family was lucky, but to her misfortune, she had a graceless brother who bullied her.

Fu Ying blinked her watery eyes and looked aggrievedly at her brother, who was unyielding in front of her.

She decided to ignore her brother and ran to her eldest brother: "Big Brother, do you have time tomorrow?"

Fu Yi watched his younger siblings' playful argument and found it amusing.

The little sister in front of him, like a squishy little bundle, spoke in a tender and sweet manner that was endearing to listen to.

He couldn't help but feel a subtle sensation in his heart.

His little sister had been adorable since she was young. Now at sixteen, she might not be described as elegantly tall and slender, but she was still vibrant with a tender and fair little face.

It was just that her former personality wasn't as likable as her appearance.

But now that she was behaving so obediently and docilely, Fu Yi's heart softened.

After all, she was his little sister, and as her big brother, how could he not dote on her?

Fu Yi, with a rarely seen gentleness, raised his hand to rub Fu Ying's little head, smiling warmly, "Not possible, big brother just came back for dinner and I have to go back on duty tonight. I still have to stay at the fire station tomorrow. It's good that you've confessed your mistakes to Dad and are willing to change."

Fu Ying was stunned for a moment. Big Brother was patting her head...

She nodded lightly: "Okay."

"Tch!" Fu Yan's voice rang out with contempt, "Bro, be careful. That girl is really crafty."

Fu Yi frowned: "I haven't said anything to you yet. You're already twenty, not young anymore. Yingying is only sixteen, and you're still picking on a child."

"I..."

Fu Yan always felt at a disadvantage because of the age gap.

He remembered when he was four, Fu Mingchuan kept talking about wanting a girl, and indeed, she was conceived.

The next year, when he turned five, the little witch was born, and from then on, his position in the family became that of the lowest rung in the food chain.

What he often heard was not "look at how good other kids are" but rather "look at your big brother, good at studying, good personality, and then look at you," or "look at your little sister, so pink and lovable, and then look at you."

It gave him a headache.

With their mother passing away early, Fu Mingchuan always tried to compensate Fu Ying for the lack of a mother's love, spoiling and indulging her, and when no one disciplined her, she began to run wild.

He had been oppressed and bullied by Fu Ying more than a few times.

Now that she was a soft little thing, he was determined to bully her back.

"Fine, you siblings love each other so much, I'm off."

Fu Yan stood up from the sofa languidly and walked upstairs.

"Little, little brother..." Fu Ying opened her mouth, followed Fu Yan for two steps, and then just watched as he defiantly went up the stairs.

His silhouette was rebellious and emotional.

For some reason, Fu Ying felt a pang of guilt in her heart, "Big Brother, little brother he...."

"It's okay, come eat."

"Dad's not eating?" Fu Ying looked around and asked Fu Yi.

"He's busy, in a video conference."

"Oh." Fu Ying lowered her head, staring at the delicious food Nanny Wu had prepared, feeling no appetite.

Fu Yi looked up at the young girl.

Fu Ying bowed her head, eating silently in a gentle manner that didn't seem feigned.

He knew his little sister too well; if she were pretending to be good, she wouldn't be able to keep it up for so long. She didn't have the discipline for it.

Perhaps, after all, every person changes with age, or because of an event.

Although Fu Ying had an accident when he was away on mountain rescue, and he called the hospital every day to inquire about her. During that half month, Fu Mingchuan had been by Fu Ying's side in the hospital all along.

Perhaps being both a father and a mother, all of this was observed by Fu Ying.

Fu Yi gazed at the young girl with her head bowed, her small hand holding chopsticks, nibbling on her food bite by bite.

His heart was moved, and he put a piece of sparerib onto the little girl's plate: "Last time Big Brother spoke to you like that, did you get mad at him?"

Fu Ying looked up, seemed a bit dazed, then shook her head: "No."

She wasn't mad at Big Brother, but she felt embarrassed to be talked about like that in front of him.

"Then you have to be good from now on, Yingying is sixteen years old now, you're becoming a young lady."

A young lady now, a young lady begins to have her own worries.

"Okay." Fu Ying nodded.

Fu Mingchuan had been in meetings for several hours last night, and Fu Ying was supposed to talk to him about the teacher asking to see her parents, but she ended up falling asleep while waiting.

The next day, she got up at the sound of the alarm clock and as soon as she came downstairs, she saw Fu Mingchuan in a suit, carrying his briefcase and getting into the car.

Fu Ying didn't even get the chance to speak.

So, when Tan Ruonian asked her where her parents were, she lowered her head and timidly said: "They didn't, didn't come, my dad is too busy, I didn't have time to tell him."

"..." Tan Ruonian said sternly, "That's not an excuse."

Fu Ying: "It's not an excuse."

"..." Hearing this, Tan Ruonian grew even more furious, "If it's not an excuse then what is it?"

"It's a fact."

"..." Tan Ruonian was speechless.

This rich girl has suddenly become much more obedient, yet sharp-tongued as well.

"I'll call your dad later."

Fu Ying started to get a headache.

"There's no need to call, it's the same if I come." The voice came from the other end of the hallway, and to her surprise, her little brother had actually arrived.

Fu Ying was startled: "Little, little brother?"

"Teacher, it's okay if I'm here, right?"

Tan Ruonian recognized Fu Yan, knowing that he was Fu Ying's little brother, hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Fu Ying felt that her little brother would surely dislike her even more now.

The homeroom teacher definitely wouldn't have any good words for her.

Fu Ying stood in the hallway, anxiously waiting.

She didn't know what the homeroom teacher would tell her little brother; it was taking so long for them to come out.

Just as Fu Ying was growing more and more unsettled, Fu Yan came out of the office.

Fu Ying looked up, secretly observing his expression.

"Fu Ying, come here."

Her little brother's voice was somewhat cold, and Fu Ying, with her head lowered, walked over cautiously.

"Apologize to him."

Fu Ying looked up, at Ni Dongming who was both taller and stronger than her, and particularly smug, frowning but stubbornly refusing to apologize.

"Fu Ying?"

When Fu Yan called her name a second time, his tone was noticeably harsher.

Fu Ying bit her lip, extremely reluctant: "I'm sorry."

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Ni Dongming's expression turned even more complacent.

Fu Yan lifted his gaze, looking at Tan Ruonian: "My sister has apologized."

Tan Ruonian nodded, just about to speak, but then heard Fu Yan say.

"As for the matter of arranging fights behind the school's grove, we'll settle it privately."

Tan Ruonian was taken aback, not yet comprehending.

Fu Yan stared at Ni Dongming with contempt: "Kid, tonight, in the grove behind the school, you better not make me not find you there."

Having said that, Fu Yan took the stunned Fu Ying and left the office building.

Tan Ruonian: "..."