When the Young Master Fakes His Death, His Sisters Panic

"I haven't changed, I just kept the words in my heart for too long. Dad, I am very grateful that you gave birth to me, raised me, and stayed with me. I know you are in trouble. You don't have to worry about my affairs in the future. Take good care of your brother. .

Everyone has a new life that belongs to him, and Shen Shutang should also learn from Shen Shanhe to give up the past and live out the glory that belongs to [Shen Shutang].

There is one thing that Shen Shutang will never learn... Shen Shutang will never forget about Fang Die's happy and nostalgic expression during his lifetime, telling every detail of his past with Shen Shanhe. She has followed all the way, following in the footsteps of her parents' love until now. It's just that this love cannot last a lifetime as Fang Die thought. The two people who had hooked up and made an appointment eventually separated. One lives and the other dies.

The most deadly thing is not Bai Yueguang, but the dead Bai Yueguang. It's all a lie. How can a long-dead person be compared with a living person?

"Okay, I won't care about you from now on, just do whatever you want!"

Shen Shanhe was really angry and turned around and left the infirmary.

Yu Ying'er heard everything outside the infirmary.

Watching Shen Shanhe leave angrily, Yu Ying'er hesitated for a long time before walking into the infirmary. She looked at Shen Shutang sitting on the bed and said cautiously: "Tangtang, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, really, Ying'er. He can never give me what I want. It's better to accept it all earlier. Watching him force himself not to worry about his brother's acting and me is a kind of torture for me. "

The more calm Shen Shutang said, the more Yu Ying'er's heart ached.

I couldn't say any words of comfort, I could only stay with Shen Shutang and hold her, giving her the final warmth.

Five days passed in the blink of an eye.

January 5th.

In order to prepare for the provincial high school student painting competition on the 15th, Fu Chuan chose to take a leave of absence.

Leave 10 days to adjust properly.

The director directly approved Fu Chuan's request for leave and sent a special car to take Fu Chuan to the competition venue to check into the hotel the day before the game. As long as Fu Chuan is in the best condition to welcome the competition, for Fu Chuan's future and for the sake of G City No. 1 Middle School reputation.

Fu Chuan openly accepted the convenience provided by the school, which was a win-win choice.

Teacher Ji came to see Fu Chuan during professional classes.

"Fu Chuan, this is the information you asked for. I have found it all for you."

Teacher Ji brought the documents to Fu Chuan.

Fu Chuan raised his eyebrows; "So fast? I'm sorry, Teacher Ji."

Fu Chuan was really impressed by the speed of doing things.

"It's okay, the teacher is optimistic about you, perform well and try to get a good ranking."

"I will, Teacher Ji."

Fu Chuan and Teacher Ji were talking outside, and Fu Qingqing, who was sitting on the podium, looked very unhappy.

Class monitor Tang Qian noticed this and couldn't help but said: "Teacher Fu, are you okay?"

"I'm fine. I just haven't been resting well lately. Don't worry."

Fu Qingqing's face was sallow and her eyes were purple. In order to help Fu Chuan prepare the best and most complete materials, Fu Qingqing stayed up all night for several days in a row. In addition, she also had to prepare lessons for class. Now she feels a little exhausted...

When Fu Chuan said goodbye to Teacher Ji and walked back to the classroom, Fu Qingqing couldn't hold on anymore and fainted on the ground.

boom.

A loud noise attracted the attention of the whole class.

"Teacher Fu!"

The scene was chaotic.

Teacher Ji rushed back when he heard the noise and helped send Fu Qingqing to the infirmary.

Fu Chuan originally didn't want to take care of Fu Qingqing's affairs, but Teacher Ji directly asked Fu Chuan for help. Fu Chuan was reluctant to send Fu Qingqing to the school infirmary because Teacher Ji helped collect information.

As soon as he arrived at the infirmary and helped Teacher Ji get Fu Qingqing settled, Fu Chuan said, "Teacher Ji, I have to go back to the classroom to pack some things. Please take care of Teacher Fu here."

"Fu Chuan, wait a moment..."

"Any thing else?"

Teacher Ji looked at Fu Chuan and hesitated, whether he should tell Fu Qingqing that those materials were prepared for Fu Chuan for so many days. Fu Qingqing asked Teacher Ji not to tell, but now Fu Qingqing is like this all because of Fu Chuan... …

"Forget it, let's go."

"..."

Fu Chuan was keenly aware that Teacher Ji seemed to be hiding something. Fu Chuan was even more unwilling to have anything to do with anyone in the Fu family, so he turned around and left without hesitation.

Fu Xinling happened to be running errands nearby. When she received the call and learned that Fu Qingqing had fainted in class, she was very anxious and rushed to the infirmary.

Fu Xinling breathed a sigh of relief when she learned from the doctor that Fu Qingqing was in a coma caused by insufficient rest, and that she would wake up after taking a glucose sling and having a good rest.

Fu Xinling said gratefully: "Doctor, Teacher Ji, thank you very much for taking care of my sister."

"Actually, there is Fu Chuan..."

"Fu Chuan?"

Fu Xinling was slightly startled.

Will he still come to take care of Fu Qingqing?

The first feeling that came to Fu Xinling was not nausea, but surprise.

Does what Fu Chuan does mean that he still has sisters like them in his heart?

No matter how vicious his mouth is, Fu Chuan will never leave him alone.

No, what on earth am I thinking? It's clear that whatever happens to Fu Chuan has nothing to do with the Fu family. I just want Fu Chuan to leave... Fu Xinling shook her head violently, forcing these inexplicable thoughts away.

Teacher Ji looked at Fu Xinling's face and said cautiously: "Miss Xinling, I would like to ask if the Fu family has anything to do with Fu Chuan?"

Fu Xinling laughed dryly and said: "With Fu Chuan? Haha... how is that possible? He is just a student of Fifth Sister, right? Why does Teacher Ji ask that?"

"Actually, it's like this..."

Teacher Ji still revealed Fu Qingqing's recent secret help to Fu Chuan.

"I promised Mr. Fu not to say anything, but seeing that Mr. Fu has worked so hard for Fu Chuan to become what he is now, I really can't bear it in my conscience if I continue to take the credit. Mr. Fu and Fu Chuan don't know what happened. It was obviously Mr. Fu who did it for Fu Chuan. Fu Chuan works so hard but can’t say it to his face, alas!”

"..."

Fu Xinling's heart ached.

Looking at Fu Qingqing, whose face was sallow and unconscious on the bed, Fu Xinling really didn't know that Fu Qingqing had been hiding in the room and staying up late looking for competition information for Fu Chuan. She also helped Fu Chuan in such an awkward way because she gave it to Fu Chuan. Will he never accept it?

When did Fu Qingqing, who is like a proud daughter of heaven, bend her knees like a clown for a person? But it was Fu Chuan, who was once their licking dog who would come and go at a moment’s notice, a brother who never recognized him and was humiliated and indifferent in every possible way! God, is this world crazy?

Fu Xinling gritted her teeth, stretched out her hand to caress Fu Qingqing's face, and resisted the urge to go to Fu Chuan to show everything. This is the truth that Fu Qingqing has hidden for so long. Fu Xinling is not qualified to take over, Fu Chuan, Fu Chuan, what are you doing? How could he get such help from Fifth Sister? You actually want to leave the comatose fifth sister and go away happily. Is your conscience really eaten by a dog?