When the Young Master Fakes His Death, His Sisters Panic

"By the way, are you... okay?"

Shen Shutang suddenly asked.

Fu Chuan was a little confused: "Huh? Senior sister, I'm fine, right?"

"I mean when school ends at noon, someone pesters you at the school gate."

"...I've given up, but it's not good for her."

Fu Chuan spoke in relief.

No matter what the Fu family does, it will not affect Fu Chuan's mood in the slightest.

On the contrary, Fu Yueqing caused such big things one after another, and she was going to be in bad luck.

No matter how hard the Fu family unites, they can never let Fu Yueqing get bigger and bigger and become a worm of the Fu family!

"Let it go..."

Shen Shutang muttered softly, his eyes uncontrollably fascinated, and then smiled at Fu Chuan: "Go back to school and finish the painting quickly. I feel like I will be very hungry tonight, so I need to eat more!"

Fu Chuan nodded vigorously: "I listen to my senior sister~"

Nine p.m.

After Fu Chuan and Shen Shutang said goodbye, they took the bus home.

Fu Chuan came to the Fu family without any luggage. Over the years, the Fu family had never given Fu Chuan anything. Fu Chuan mostly wore school uniforms and some street stall goods, stuffed into the suitcase and learning to draw. Pack up the necessary tools and leave.

As a result, as soon as Fu Chuan returned to Fu's house, two figures appeared in front of Fu Chuan.

It was Fu Linger and Fu Qingqing!

Fu Chuan looked extremely calm: "I have received the application for renting a house off campus and found a house. I will pack up my things and move out tonight. I will not hinder your eyes anymore, and I will not let anything happen to your precious brother Zichen." It’s over.”

"Fu Chuan..."

Fu Qingqing originally wanted to ask Fu Chuan why she blocked her phone number. God knows how many calls Fu Qingqing and Fu Ling'er made to Fu Chuan today. They didn't even know where Fu Chuan was. And because Fu Qingqing took leave and had no classes in the afternoon, Fu Qingqing had no class in the afternoon. Chuan left school early. Fu Qingqing couldn't even call the school to ask, but he couldn't ask anyone else for fear of exposing Fu Chuan's true identity.

As a result, Fu Chuan said this first and killed Fu Qingqing directly.

For a moment, guilt flooded Fu Qingqing's body like a tide, which did not make Fu Qingqing unable to think, but the uncontrollable emotions burst out, putting Fu Qingqing at a complete disadvantage.

"You are not allowed to move away! Fu Chuan!"

Fu Ling'er rejected it outright.

"Fu Ling'er, Fu Qingqing, in order to please you, I gave up my dignity and acted like a cow, but I couldn't get you to look back at me. Now I am so desperate and want to let go completely, but as you want, you have changed instead and won't let me Leaving? What? You can’t be reluctant to leave me, right? "

Fu Chuan said these words calmly, even a little sarcastically.

Fu Ling'er went straight to the point: "Fu Chuan, are you the one who massaged me and relieved my headache?"

"I do not know what you're talking about."

"You don't have to hide it anymore! I know it wasn't brother Zichen who massaged me to treat my headache, it was you who did it!"

"Then you can drag Fu Zichen over to confront me. I've never done that."

Fu Chuan's every move went straight to the point.

Fu Ling'er, who originally questioned Fu Chuan aggressively, didn't know how to speak for a while.

Pull Fu Zichen over to confront him?

What if the truth is revealed and Fu Zichen is so sad that he becomes terminally ill?

Fu Chuan stopped talking nonsense and went directly upstairs to pack his luggage and leave.

As a result, Fu Chuan felt something was wrong when he opened the door.

The door to his room was locked.

Fu Ling'er came over at this time and relaxed: "Fu Chuan, let's make a deal. You can give me a massage to relieve my headache, and I can let you live out."

"Haha, you are really weird. The person who massaged you was Fu Zichen and not me. If something goes wrong, wouldn't you blame me? You have searched for famous doctors but can't find a solution for your headache. What can I do as a high school senior?"

Seeing that Fu Chuan refused to admit it, Fu Ling'er knew that the best way to expose Fu Chuan's lies was to confront Fu Zichen. However, doing so would hurt Fu Zichen. Is it worth giving Fu Ling'er a headache? That's Fu Ling'er's precious brother!

Fortunately, Fu Chuan had a deep understanding of the shamelessness of the Fu family in advance. There was nothing that Fu Chuan had to take away from the Fu family. Daily necessities could be purchased for up to a thousand yuan, so he went downstairs and left.

The moment Fu Chuan took steps, Fu Ling'er suddenly called out: "Fu Chuan! Are you willing to make a deal with me if I find brother Zichen to confront you?"

Fu Chuan didn't reply, indicating his acquiescence.

If Fu Ling'er wants to hurt Fu Zichen because of the so-called headache...

Haha~ The so-called younger brother who is more important than life involves Fu Ling'er's own interests, but that's it.

While breaking up the relationship between Fu Ling'er and Fu Zichen, they also used headaches as a threat to prevent the Fu family from taking action against Fu Chuan's college entrance examination career. Coupled with Fu Yueqing's time bomb, the Fu family was in a hurry and unable to interfere with Fu Chuan's life.

It turns out that Fu Chuan can also learn to be indifferent and make careful plans. As long as he is not blinded by family affection and puts aside unrealistic fantasies, Fu Chuan can even get more benefits from the Fu family!

It's just that Fu Chuan doesn't care! Everything about the Fu family now makes Fu Chuan sick!

Fu Qingqing originally didn't want to interfere in the conversation between Fu Ling'er and Fu Chuan, but when Fu Ling'er said this, Fu Qingqing became uneasy: "Sister, are you serious?"

"I believe brother Zichen will understand."

Fu Ling'er seemed to be telling Fu Qingqing, but also seemed to be telling herself.

The headache recurred today, and Fu Ling'er was worse off than dead. Fu Ling'er was willing to give anything in exchange for any possibility of relief. She didn't want to go back to those days of fear and life worse than death because of this disease!

When Fu Xinling took Fu Zichen back to Fu's house, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.

The housekeeper came over in a hurry: "Second young lady, Master Zichen, the eldest lady said that she would go to the living room when you come back."

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