He straightened Lin Fu, but his arm still imperiously encircled her waist as he led her toward the villa, while saying, "Because a biological father wouldn't let his own daughter become a Genetic Modifier."
He had said it.
He indeed had known all along.
Lin Fu couldn't quite identify the mixture of feelings in her heart, as she stared blankly at his perfectly contoured profile. Suddenly, Fu Xing turned his head, bringing their faces so close that their nose tips touched and their breaths mingled.
Fu Xing's deep eyes fixed on her, silent yet full of affection, with emotions that Lin Fu couldn't understand.
A thought suddenly occurred to her, could he really have not found Lin Qingfeng's hiding place?
Maybe he had found it long ago and was just pretending not to know?
"What are you thinking about, Ah Foo?"
"Thinking about you."
"But I'm right in front of you, so why don't you hug me? Don't you love hugging me the most?" Fu Xing's voice was low and a tad seductive.
