When the Young Master Fakes His Death, His Sisters Panic

In my memory, no matter what Fu Chuan did, Fu Qingqing always had three faults.

Don't look at it, don't care, don't care.

Whether it was Fu Chuan's flattery or what Fu Chuan had done.

Fu Qingqing didn't even know what to say.

Just regarding Fu Zichen, Fu Qingqing would stare at Fu Chuan with the same hostility as other sisters.

This time...

Fu Qingqing actually asked Fu Chuan why he came back so late.

The sun really came out in the west.

"Something's wrong."

Fu Chuan didn't want to guess what Fu Qingqing was thinking.

It's okay to be sarcastic or sarcastic, Fu Chuan never wants to be the Fu family's licking dog again in this life.

They can think whatever they want. In short, Fu Chuan's heart is clear and he knows the path to take in the future.

"...Sit down and eat."

Fu Qingqing realized that her performance was not consistent with the past.

In order to prevent others from seeing it, Fu Qingqing simply said and continued eating.

Fu Zichen wanted to give the chicken legs in the bowl to Fu Chuan, pretending to be a good brother who was worried about Fu Chuan. However, Fu Chuan chose the corner, the farthest place from Fu Zichen, so he had to give up.

If he deliberately put the chicken legs into Fu Chuan's bowl, it would look like Fu Zichen was being pretentious. Fu Zichen already had his sisters' hearts firmly in his hands and would not do such a stupid thing.

"Brother Zichen, eat more meat. Now that you are growing, you need to take more supplements."

Fu Ling'er picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in Fu Zichen's bowl.

"Thank you, big sister..."

Fu Zichen glanced at Fu Chuan subconsciously.

It was found that Fu Chuan had no reaction.

In fact, Fu Zichen knew...

Every time his sisters were nice to Fu Zichen, Fu Chuan would secretly cast envious glances.

Fu Zichen really likes to see the eyes of a loser like Fu Chuan, it's so cool!

Only this time Fu Chuan didn't care at all.

Fu Zichen couldn't feel the pleasure.

A little depressed.

Fu Ling'er also noticed...

Fu Zichen could discover things, why couldn't Fu Ling'er discover them?

This time Fu Chuan really seemed to be a different person.

Could it be that breaking the family portrait, being sent to the police station, and giving gifts and engagement contracts to Fu Zichen really hurt Fu Chuan's heart?

"I'm stuffed."

Fu Chuan put down the bowl and chopsticks and walked upstairs without looking back.

He has more important things to do.

There is no time to stay here and pay attention to the intrigues of the Fu family.

Fu Qingqing's eyes were as understanding as darkness.

Fu Zichen said worriedly: "Eldest sister, fifth sister, brother Fu Chuan... they eat so little."

Fu Ling'er said calmly: "Don't worry about him. He is such an old man. He can take care of himself as much as he should eat. Brother Zichen, Qin Jian promised to meet you on the weekend. If you really don't like it, don't force yourself. .”

Fu Ling'er and Fu Xinling had the same idea. Even if Fu Zichen was terminally ill and couldn't make do with major events in life, if he didn't like it, he wouldn't like it. He didn't want Fu Zichen's life to be filled with pain and regret in the end! The worst possible outcome is to push the marriage to Fu Chuan!

Fu Zichen was overjoyed when he heard that he could meet Qin Jian: "Thank you, sister...ahem."

"You're coughing again. I'll get you some medicine."

…

Fu Chuan returned to the room and began to think about the design ideas given by the sponsor.

With a few strokes of the brush, a beautiful boy with silver hair in black clothes was extremely moving.

First sketch out a rough idea on drawing paper, and then use the computer to reproduce it.

It is Fu Chuan's painting style.

Nowadays, with the rapid development of science and technology, computer productivity has gradually replaced paper, and paper-based paintings are gradually becoming obsolete.

Fu Chuan is an [old antique], and he always feels that the works drawn by his own hands are more vital and friendly.

It's like reading novels. Fu Chuan doesn't like to read them on his mobile phone. He prefers to read paper books, which have a heavy feel.

At this time, the figure of Shen Shutang appeared in Fu Chuan's mind.

My senior seems to like reading paper novels.

I often see Shen Shutang holding...

Button——

The knock on the door interrupted Fu Chuan's thoughts.

Fu Chuanren felt a little numb.

In his previous life, almost no one knocked on Fu Chuan's door.

Except Fu Zichen.

But Fu Zichen doesn't do it that often.

Only during meal time.

If it wasn't for showing off as a good brother in front of his sisters, Fu Zichen wouldn't bother to come to Fu Chuan.

What the hell is that now?

Fu Chuan opened the door and saw Fu Qingqing, and said calmly: "Is something wrong?"

Seeing Fu Chuan's extremely strange and distant attitude, Fu Qingqing thought Fu Chuan was playing hard to get and deliberately said: "Why don't I come to talk to you when I have nothing to do? I am your sister after all."

If Fu Chuan heard Fu Qingqing say this before, he would have gone crazy with joy.

Unable to stand still with the newborn fawn, he couldn't wait to invite Fu Qingqing into Fu Chuan's room to please Fu Qingqing.

No matter how hard he plays, Fu Chuan should finally reveal his true colors this time...

"I'm very busy now, maybe next time."

After saying that, Fu Chuan closed the door directly.

"..."

Fu Qingqing was dumbfounded.

this……

Why didn't Fu Chuan follow the routine?

Did you learn any method from someone?

This time, I can hold it in so well!

Fu Chuan spent half an hour completing the work of the sponsor and breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the lifelike silver-haired handsome man in charge of the star marks and the eternal dictatorship in the painting, if he didn't have a mobile phone, Fu Chuan would have immediately taken a photo and sent it to the sponsor to see and wait for the sponsor's evaluation.

Who doesn’t want his freshly released works to be viewed and praised by others?

"When you make money, you have to buy a mobile phone!"

Button machines are so inconvenient now!

Fu Chuan put the work aside and went downstairs to drink water.

Fu Qingqing didn't know why, but she stayed in the room feeling restless.

I went to find Fu Zichen and asked him to help him with his homework. After tutoring for a while, he found that Fu Zichen didn't need Fu Qingqing at all. It was not difficult for Fu Zichen to get the current high school sophomore questions.

Fu Zichen saw Fu Qingqing's abnormality and very sensibly asked Fu Qingqing to go back and rest first. Fu Zichen alone was enough.

Yes, the only younger brother Fu Qingqing recognized was Fu Zichen. He was so smart, well-behaved, and sensible that Fu Qingqing had never worried about him.

Why are you so unhappy now because of Fu Chuan's hard work?

Maybe……

It was probably because Fu Qingqing saw Fu Chuan's talent for painting and changed his mind.

At this time, Fu Qingqing discovered that the door of Fu Chuan's room was ajar and there was light coming from inside.

Fu Qingqing stepped forward and gently opened the ajar door.

You can't do this, it's prying into other people's privacy.

Fu Qingqing's qualities as a people's teacher reminded her.

This is Fu Qingqing's most shameful behavior.

Or for Fu Chuan, a younger brother who has never paid attention to him.

"No, I just want to prove that Fu Chuan is playing hard to get. He is still the younger brother who tried every means to win our attention. What he said just now was all lies..."

Fu Qingqing did this to protect Fu Zichen from being replaced by Fu Chuan's machinations!

After justifying his despicable behavior, Fu Qingqing gained a little more strength and pushed open the door.

Fu Chuan finished drinking water downstairs and went upstairs to find that the door had been opened at some point.

The wind blows it away?

Just as Fu Chuan was thinking this, he came to the door of the room and saw Fu Qingqing entranced by Fu Chuan's works...

"What are you doing?"

Fu Chuan spoke abruptly, which startled Fu Qingqing.

He accidentally knocked Fu Chuan's drawing board to the ground.

boom.

A painting that had not completely dried the dye was completely ruined.

Fu Qingqing's expression suddenly changed.

"I...I didn't mean to..."

Even Fu Qingqing, who had always occupied her sister's highest position in front of Fu Chuan, was panicked at this moment.

It was Fu Qingqing who walked into Fu Chuan's room without permission.

It was Fu Qingqing who accidentally damaged Fu Chuan's painting.

Fu Qingqing was not so shameless as to say that Fu Chuan's sudden sound scared Fu Qingqing and destroyed the painting.

Fu Chuan stepped forward very calmly and picked up the drawing board.

Yes, the painting was completely destroyed.

Fu Chuan crumpled the painting into a ball and threw it into the trash can.

"Is there anything else you can do?"

Fu Chuan's tone was already filled with impatience.

"Fu Chuan, I...I just came to inform you that the painting you created in the professional class today is very beautiful, and I gave you full marks."

Fu Qingqing lacks confidence.

"Well, if there's nothing else, you can leave."

"..."

Fu Qingqing was almost driven out of the room by Fu Chuan.

The door closed with a bang and the sound of locking.

It hit Fu Qingqing's heart.

Fu Qingqing, who had always been cold and indifferent to what Fu Chuan had done, turned into the color of pig liver.

He clenched his fist again and again, finally relaxed and left dejectedly.