When the Young Master Fakes His Death, His Sisters Panic

The next day.

Fu Chuan got up and left the room, and found movement in the kitchen.

Walking forward, he saw Shen Shutang frying steaks.

Wearing Hello Kitty's apron, Shen Shutang seemed to be mastering a spatula with ease. Seeing Fu Chuan's arrival, Shen Shutang took the initiative to say hello: "Good morning, junior."

"Senior, you woke up so soon?"

After Shen Shutang finished crying in Fu Chuan's palm last night, he quickly returned to the room.

Fu Chuan held Shen Shutang's tears and lay on the bed, waiting for the heartache to stop spreading, and fell asleep unconsciously.

I thought that after going through those things, Shen Shutang would sleep very late.

"Yes, I couldn't sleep after I woke up. I went to the supermarket downstairs to buy steaks and planned to cook breakfast myself..."

"Senior, leave it to me."

Fu Chuan glanced at the slightly burnt steak.

Now that Fu Chuan is replaced, he can still save the situation.

"It's okay, senior sister can do it, just wait for the big meal."

After Shen Shutang said this, Fu Chuan would be rude if he continued to say it. Fu Chuan obediently waited in front of the dining table.

Wait for Shen Shutang to serve up the hamburger that is barely lookable in shape.

The salad was spread a little too much, the tomato slices were cut a bit thick, the vegetables were OK, and the steak was fried to a dark paste.

Shen Shutang said sheepishly: "It's my first time doing it, so it's really a bit reluctant..."

“It’s great to be able to try hamburgers for the first time without fear of kitchen fumes.”

Fu Chuan was telling the truth. Shen Shutang's hamburgers did not sell well, but this was Shen Shutang's first time cooking. He was already very good at not making the steak undercooked or inedible. Fu Chuan's chef Art is something that has been honed over several years of experience and cannot be compared with it.

"Try it and see, maybe it doesn't look good, but I'm quite confident in the taste."

"good."

Fu Chuan picked up the hamburger and took a bite.

Shen Shutang looked at Fu Chuan expectantly: "How is it?"

"great."

Fu Chuan gave Shen Shutang a thumbs up.

At least the spices are marinated correctly, the steak is very fragrant, and Fu Chuan does not reject the extra salad dressing. The sweet and sour taste combined with the aroma of the meat makes him feel happy.

"Hehe~"

Shen Shutang brushed his hair, opened his mouth, took a bite, and nodded with satisfaction: "As expected of my craftsmanship!"

"Senior, are you feeling okay today?"

Fu Chuan asked cautiously.

"Today...it would be a lie to say that you don't care at all, but junior, you said that if the righteous Ultraman wants to harm me, you will help me kill Ultraman, right?"

Shen Shutang's voice was very soft and full of trust. Fu Chuan smiled slightly: "Of course."

Time flies to Christmas Eve.

December 26th.

The student union decorated the school’s Christmas tree, placed Santa Claus dolls and colored bells.

There was happy laughter everywhere.

The school's move is not to celebrate the Western Festival, but to give high school students who are busy studying and struggling for their future a chance to breathe and experience the festival in their spare time.

The change of mentality is very important for the physical and mental health of students. The three years of high school life are stressful and hard-working, especially for senior high school students. No matter how many books you read, it will be useless if you cannot change your mentality at the critical moment. Only by combining work and rest can you get twice the result with half the effort. This has always been the teaching philosophy of the principal of No. 1 Middle School in G City.

The school has always maintained an open attitude towards holiday celebrations. As long as they abide by school rules and don't act recklessly, they agree, such as the upcoming New Year's Day party.

After Fu Chuan finished his professional class, he was just about to pack his things and leave when the Chinese teacher in his class suddenly found him in the classroom.

"Classmate Fu Chuan, please come out."

Fu Qingqing lowered her eyes when she saw the visitor and didn't say much.

Fu Chuan obediently followed him out.

"Classmate Fu Chuan, these are the questions and requirements of the provincial high school student painting competition, as well as the painting methods of each champion, runner-up, and third runner-up, the origins of this year's judges, painting styles, preferences... do it all. That’s good information. If there’s anything you’re missing, tell the teacher and the teacher will find it for you.”

Fu Chuan was slightly startled: "Teacher Ji, why are you responsible for these things?"

"Teacher Fu said that she was busy and couldn't do this. During the meeting, she proposed to leave these matters to me. Fu Chuan, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. You should cherish it and get a good ranking to bring glory to the school and the future."

Teacher Ji's eyes were a little dodgey when he said these words.

Fu Chuan did not think deeply. Since these materials were prepared by Teacher Ji, it would save Fu Chuan some time. If Fu Qingqing prepared Fu Chuan, he would rather work harder. It seems that Fu Qingqing knew that Fu Chuan had no intention of leaving, so she finally planned to Stop talking nonsense about feeling guilty about Fu Chuan and letting Fu Chuan go home. This will be good for Fu Chuan and Fu Qingqing.

When Fu Chuan returned to the classroom with the information, Fu Qingqing stopped Fu Chuan and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Tonight, Christmas Eve, everyone is together, and my parents said they want you to come back. , I have prepared a gift for you...Sixth sister and seventh sister are back, only you are missing, Fu Chuan."

Fu Chuan pretended not to hear and returned to his seat, stuffed the information into his schoolbag, picked it up and left.

I retract my preamble, Fu Qingqing is so stupid that she thinks that Fu Chuan will look back.

If Fu Chuan had done those things to Fu Qingqing and said such words in a pretentious manner, Fu Qingqing would really turn around. Fu Chuan would even admire that Fu Qingqing's dog-licking and brainlessness is even better than him!

Fu Qingqing could only watch Fu Chuan leave, clenching her fists secretly.

Fu Chuan didn't even plan to come back on Christmas Eve.

In the past, the whole family would gather at the dining table to drink and eat delicious food, waiting for the arrival of Christmas and New Year's Day.

It was rare for Fu Chuan to serve at the table and blend into the harmonious circle of his family. Ju Mei specially prepared a Christmas gift for Fu Chuan. At that time, Fu Chuan was so surprised that he felt like he had gained the whole world and cried in public.

Fu Qingqing also wanted to say——

Fu Chuan, this Christmas Eve, I have also prepared a gift for you.

It’s the electronic device you need most.

But……

Fu Chuan is no longer needed.

It's like Fu Chuan no longer needs Fu Qingqing's sister.

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