Crematorium for all members: The real daughter went crazy after being reborn

How can a five-year-old child who has not yet entered kindergarten be able to speculate in stocks?

He must have seen it wrong!

Watching the cartoon playing on the computer screen, Fu Zichen gradually let down his guard. He approached Fu Zhiyang with the fruit plate and put the fruit plate down directly.

As expected of an actor, Fu Zichen's acting skills are top-notch, and he said it completely without any trace: "I asked auntie to cut the fruit plate, you eat some!"

Fu Zhiyang glanced at him, his eyes said everything: He was suddenly so nice to him, he was either a traitor or a thief!

Fu Zichen's explanation is quite reasonable: "I don't like to owe favors! I just ate so much of the scallion noodles you made, and this is what I owe you!"

While talking, Fu Zichen poked a piece of kiwi fruit into Fu Zhiyang and handed it over.

According to intelligence, Fu Zhiyang’s favorite fruit is kiwi fruit!

Looking at the kiwi fruit next to his mouth, it is indeed Fu Zhiyang’s favorite!

But during the pause, Fu Zichen hurriedly said: "Don't be afraid, can I still attack a little brat like you?"

Not always!

Fu Zhiyang's eyes were full of doubts.

This provocation immediately made Fu Zichen angry: "Okay!" In order to prove his innocence, he swallowed the kiwi fruit in one gulp.

Then, Fu Zichen ate several pieces of other fruits.

"How's it going? Is it okay?"

Fu Zhiyang nodded with satisfaction.

Seeing Fu Zhiyang eating fruit, Fu Zichen secretly showed a treacherous smile.

Just two minutes ago:

After Fu Zichen got the fruit plate cut by his aunt, he took out the croton powder that Fu Ruirui handed him. After a fierce ideological struggle, he decided: let it go!

So Fu Zichen sprinkled some on the fruit on the left, while all Fu Zichen had eaten was the fruit on the right.

Thinking that his plot had succeeded, Fu Zichen was so proud that he planned to retire. Just as he was about to leave the room, Fu Zhiyang suddenly spoke: "I can't finish this much by myself, please eat some more!"

Fu Zhiyang imitated the tone of Fu Zichen's lesson just now and said: "You will be punished by God for wasting food!" After saying that, he handed over the fruit plate.

Fu Zichen refused to be incompetent and had no choice but to follow the plan just now and nodded: "Okay! I'll have a few more bites. I have to go out later!" There was a fashion event in the afternoon.

Then, he ate the fruit on the left side.

After Fu Zichen finished his work and retired, Fu Zhiyang looked at the almost empty fruit plate, pursed his lips and smiled, but his childish voice sounded a little contemptuous: "You want to harm me? You are still a little too young! Haha——"

It turned out that Fu Zhiyang discovered the clue the first time Fu Zichen walked in with the fruit plate: Fu Zhiyang saw the yellow-brown powder on the left side of the fruit plate. Although it was only a little bit, he discovered the flaw at a glance.

In addition, Fu Zhiyang has a very keen sense of smell, and he guessed early on that the fruit had been added with croton powder!

So, just as Fu Zichen left, Fu Zhiyang rummaged through the box and found a black pill in Fu Xingxing's pile of medicines. It looked like mouse droppings, but he swallowed it in one gulp. Then he turned on the computer, and what appeared was the stock interface.

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At this time, Fu Zichen pretended to leave, but wandered to the door of Fu Zhiyang's room from time to time. As a result, as time passed, he wondered: "Huh? Why don't you have diarrhea yet?"

He checked on the Internet and found that this was a powerful croton powder that would be effective within half an hour.

But Fu Zhiyang in the room did not move at all!

Just when he was wondering, his manager called him and urged him: "Zichen, I'm at your door. We have to go. The fashion event in the afternoon is full of big names, we can't be late!"

Fu Zichen responded hurriedly: "Okay! I'll come right away!"